Waiting Is Hard But Hope Still Floats

Waiting is HARD to do.

There it is plain and simple.

But for the one who is treading water in the dark waiting for the break of day? It goes beyond hard.

It is excruciating!

No one knew that better than the psalmist who wrote,

Help, God—the bottom has fallen out of my life! …I pray to God—my life a prayer—and wait for what he’ll say and do.
My life’s on the line before God, my Lord, waiting and watching till morning, waiting and watching till morning.

I’ve done that—waited for a long dark night to end; longing for the break of day.

Those kind of nights can feel like they go on forever, and when we come to one of those places in our waiting, we need something more than just ourselves to lean upon.

If you have been waiting long, you know.

We come to that place where the waiting hangs so heavy on our souls we feel like we can’t go on. Not for one more minute.

Thomas Jefferson said, “When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot in it and hang on.”


But, what if you know you’re out of strength? What if you know you are so weary in heart and mind that holding on, even for one more minute, seems beyond enduring?

What are you supposed to do when the waiting becomes so hard that giving up looks like your only good option?

How do you keep believing when all hope seems gone?

Why go on in so much pain?

Because suffering ends.

Because GOD is working while we wait!

Because His promises can outlast any darkness!

Just because you can’t SEE something happening doesn’t mean NOTHING is happening.

When you can’t see anything good? You TRUST in the strength of His WORDS and let them hold you up. New hope will flow from His promises. They will be your strength when hope seems lost, and the night goes on, and on. 

ben-white-170383-unsplashWait for Him to work.

Even in the dark.

Even in the pain.

Hope still floats.

There will be a dawn.

And, another new day.

Hymn, When Is The Time To Trust

When is the time to trust?
Is it when all is calm,
When waves the victor’s palm,
And life is one glad psalm
Of joy and praise?
Nay! but the time to trust
Is when the waves beat high,
When storm clouds fill the sky,
And prayer is one long cry,
O help and save!

When is the time to trust?
Is it when friends are true?
Is it when comforts woo,
And in all we say and do
We meet but praise?
Nay! but the time to trust
Is when we stand alone,
And summer birds have flown,
And every prop is gone,
All else but God.

What is the time to trust?
Is it some future day,
When you have tried your way,
And learned to trust and pray
By bitter woe?
Nay! but the time to trust
Is in this moment’s need,
Poor, broken, bruised reed!
Poor, troubled soul, make speed
To trust thy God.

What is the time to trust?
Is it when hopes beat high,
When sunshine gilds the sky,
And joy and ecstasy
Fill all the heart?
Nay! but the time to trust
Is when our joy is fled,
When sorrow bows the head,
And all is cold and dead,

All else but God.
—Author Unknown

enduranceAnd it shall be said in that day, Lo, this is our God; we have waited for him, and he will save us: this is the Lord; we have waited for him, we will be glad and rejoice in his salvation.

Isaiah 25:9  KJV