by John Milton (1608-1674)
When I consider how my light is spent
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodg’d with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest he returning chide;
“Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?”
I fondly ask. But Patience to prevent
That murmur, soon replies: “God doth not need
Either man’s work or his own gifts; who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state
Is kingly. Thousands at his bidding speed
And post o’er land and ocean without rest:
They also serve who only stand and wait.”
Purity comes at a high price. There was no getting away from that.
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Why worry? Why ruminate
On what could have been,
When we can celebrate the beauty and the bounty of all that we behold.
With fragile threads we weave our stories
Try to fasten our futures on to what we hold dear
We take so much for granted, and we often fear
The void, the loss, the loneliness, the finite ending.
We should instead let our spirits soar and hold this beautiful moment
In our memory for eternity.
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we were lost
when we found each other,
just two souls
to the same beat.
via wait by Christopher McGeown
S. D. Gordon, in his Quiet Talks on Prayer, describes waiting. It means:
Steadfastness, that is, holding on;
patience, that is, holding back;
expectancy, that is, holding the face up;
obedience, that is, holding one’s self in readiness to go or do;
listening, that is, holding quiet and still so as to hear.
How long, Lord, must I wait?
Never mind, child. Trust Me.
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Never pass up an opportunity to keep your mouth shut.
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Waiting silently is the hardest thing of all.
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Truly my heart waits silently for God;
my deliverance comes from him.
In truth he is my rock of deliverance,
my tower of strength,
so that I stand unshaken…
Trust always in God, my people, pour out your hearts before him;
God is our shelter.
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Waiting on God requires the willingness to bear uncertainty, to carry within oneself the unanswered question, lifting the heart to God about it whenever it intrudes upon one’s thoughts.
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