When Will This Be Over?
Ever asked God this question? Our son did at age five when he was throwing up every 30 minutes in the middle of the night. "Mommy, when will God let this be over?" When I do sit ups, I can't wait to get to the end of a set. When I used to swim a mile, I counted every lap and knew when I hit 72, I'd be done. Kids know down to the minute when the school year ends. Adults know when the work day is supposed to end. When you are doing yard work, you can see how much more you have to do before you're done. Sometimes the stuff we want over isn't so easily thrown up or monitor-able. Perhaps you are in a situation right now that you would trade if you could only just be throwing up instead of facing or dealing with the horrible thing that isn't going to go away any time soon. And you have no way to know where you are in the time table. We are drafted into the vortex of waiting. Waiting to see things unfold. Waiting for actions to be replied to. Waiting for...