Time, Time, Time…

Have you ever had that feeling of something stirring deep down in your soul but can’t quite put a name to it?

The best way I can describe it is being unsettled due to a knowing anticipation. There’s a hint of impatience because of the awareness of an approaching change, but it’s married with peace due to a glimpse of understanding that the change is God’s will.

I’m so grateful for my faith. I desire to please God because I am convicted that His will for me is far superior than anything I come up with.

I could fight it, this unsettling, and move to things within my control; to that which I am accustomed to. But, my human desires would ultimately be based upon worldly things – money, benefits, comfort.

Mammon.

No. I’m ready for unsettled. I’m just in need of patience.

Does this resonate with anyone else?

After prayer this morning I was thinking about the concept of time. Phrases bubbled up:

• Not having enough of it.
• Wasting time.
• Not enough time,
• Running out of time,
• Time out,
• Time, time, time…

That last phrase is a line from Hazy Shade of Winter originally written and sung by Paul Simon and made popular by the Bangles. It was used in the 1987 Brat Pack movie, “Less than Zero”. One of the stanzas:

Time, time, time
See what’s become of me
While I looked around for my possibilities

Hazy Shade of Winter, Simon & Garfunkel

That last line: “While I looked around for my possibilities.” – that was my life before desiring what God wanted for me. Why did it take almost 30 years to let go.

There was a time, not too long ago, when I would have wallowed in my late conversion, really a re-version. Pitying myself for squandering the many years I should have been living for Christ instead of myself. Sad at the thought of all those I could have shared my faith with. Lost opportunities of evangelization. Not to mention the regret of leading others down a hedonistic road.

But, God has a greater plan for me. Although I have no idea what it is right now in this season, it’s brewing in my heart. I have hope that this unsettling will eventually present itself. For now, instead of counting the weeks, days, and hours until I have an answer, I will be

Counting My Blessings.

Seph Schlueter

This, from a young friend who I’m sure was unsettled until he found God’s desire for his life..

Please pray for me as I pray for you.