Where there is no window to the world outside, no view beyond the wall of our circumstance, we simply trust.
We trust that the timeless King governs the clock, that the eternal Sovereign rules supreme in the affairs of men, that the creative Word will speak peace in our tempests.
Often trust does not remove the wall that stands between us and our longings. It does something better: It shows us God right where we are, in the bleak weariness of our surroundings. And sometimes . . . sometimes God gives us a tiny glimpse of His purposes beyond, like western light piercing the dimness of our experience, birthing certain hope that one day we'll stand on the other side of the wall . . . and that we will understand.
© Copyright August 2017 by Robert G. Robbins