I came to this post which had an extended quote by C. S. Lewis on Worship and it blessed me. I came across it, however, because I was pondering 1Tim. 1:17 in which Paul declared: “Now to the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only God, be honor and glory for …
It is impossible to calculate the number of hours spent waiting, longing, hoping, and dreaming of the day when love would walk up to me and take your hand. I have imagined many scenarios in which I find that person before whom I melt and to whom I am a hero. I have written poems of tribute to a nameless, faceless, person whom I hoped would not tarry this long. I have even, at times, put down as lost the hope that seemed so haggard.
Far from “rushing about confusing motion with progress,” I have been rushing about and making progress. Life has been quite busy and now it seems to have reached a place of rest. I have reached a better place of rest and pray you have as well. Because while much is expected of us all, if we are rushed and confused we are probably confusing that which God has called us to do and that which our own imagination has made for us.