Expentancy
Expect. Anticipate. Await. Look forward to. Hope.
Your unborn child.
The library request.
An online order.
That job offer.
I know about waiting, expecting, anticipating. The feeling of holding your breath to see what happens. To hope beyond hope that something will occur. To know in that deep place of knowing that any news is better than none at all. To live between right now and a time to come. It is hard to wait.
So why doesn’t God fit in with all this expectancy? Why don’t my thoughts of God come with an inherent sense of urgency and longing? Sometimes they do. Too often they don’t.
