Morning is Coming

You put all of your hope, your love, your time, your energy, your faith in. You held nothing back, kept no reserves. You knew, just knew, that this time, THIS TIME, it was going to be okay. Forever you have waited, wanted, this day. You didn't even want to believe, because you were tired, or hurt, or broken, or jaded. You had seen others come and go. Always before, you started to come around, and got smacked back for your efforts. But this one time, there was something .... more. And you stuck around, and tried to be wise. Kept an open spirit, but your guard up. Until you knew, and you began to believe. This was it. No more waiting, no more aching, no more wondering. It is finished!

Except it wasn't. Not yet. You were right, this was the One. This WAS what you had been waiting, longing, hoping for. A bit more. Just hold on. They crucified Him. The tomb is sealed. You think, maybe I was wrong again. Wonder how to best go forward and what to do next. But hold on. Morning is coming.

I know for a lot of folks new beginnings go hand in hand with the New Year. Easter is the time of year I identify most with new beginnings. I identify so strongly with the hope we are told of going into the Passover week. Hosanna! Save us now! It isn't too hard to remember and relate to the crushing disappointment of believing that you gave your faith and trust wrongly. But every time, EVERY TIME, morning comes. Salvation comes. When things are at their darkest, when God seems the most remote, the farthest away, unreachable... the veil is torn. We are invited in. Morning comes.