I Will Wait
I stood at a great chasm, looking down into the heart of a volcano and I was overwhelmed by the enormity of it. Sulfur smoke rose from the chasm and billowed around us, but strangely it did not smell as horribly as other volcanic smoke I have experienced. The day was hazy and the smoke was thick making it impossible to see far into the volcano. I strained my eyes to see the other side, but I couldn’t.
I feel much like I did that day in Nicaragua, standing at a chasm, on tiptoes trying desperately to see the other side, but the smoke is too thick, the air too thin and I can’t see clearly. I try to make out the rocks on the other side, contemplating what I think they must look like and my heart is thrown into a bit of a frenzy. I grow dizzy from the swirling thoughts, the attempts to make sense out of something that is beyond my control.
And then, I am reminded of the name of the volcano. Masaya. Which sounds exactly like “Messiah” and I realize that there is no accident in this.
Just as the ancient God-followers waited with expectancy for their Messiah, Volcan Masaya carries its own haunting message. Wait, Becky. Wait on the Lord.
He will reveal the other side of this situation, but it will happen in His perfect timing, according to His perfect wisdom. I can keep straining my eyes or I can allow my striving to cease. Will I stomp my feet in protest or will I wait as long as it takes?
I turn aside from the chasm and lift my eyes heavenward and it is then that I see it. A cross placed at the top of the volcano ridge, a stalwart reminder of Who is really in control. Jesus, the one who accomplished my salvation, the one who has given me hope beyond this life, the one who sacrificed his own life so that I might live mine to the full.
It hits me hard this visible reminder of my salvation in the wake of my restless attempts to control, to manipulate, to determine outcomes. How often do I strain and strive in my own strength when all the while my Savior is inviting me to wait on Him and to fix my eyes fully on Him?
I lift up my eyes to the hills.
From where does my help come?
My help comes from the Lord,
who made heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot be moved;
he who keeps you will not slumber.
Behold, he who keeps Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord is your keeper;
the Lord is your shade on your right hand.
The sun shall not strike you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord will keep you from all evil;
he will keep your life.
The Lord will keep
your going out and your coming in
from this time forth and forevermore.
~Psalm 121 ESV
I will lift my eyes from the chasm and fix them fully on Jesus.
I will wait as long as it takes. I WILL wait on the Lord.