(I must say blogging is becoming quite addictive!)
Cheesy saxaphone Christmas music playing throughout the terminal. It's only noticeable when there's a pause in the din - people talking incessantly on cell phones, announcements made over the PA, and directions of how to find your appropriate gate. With these directions lie the promise of HOME: comfort of loved ones, or even more simply a Holiday Inn and a 8 am meeting in the conference center. There's a jovial sense of "We're all in this together."
This is where I find myself, tapping my foot to the music. Checking my phone every five minutes: "What time is it now? Did I miss something?" Once again - NO.
....God, through Jesus Christ, gave us salvation - something I didn't know I needed but at a young age knew there was a void in my soul only a sovereign Creator could fill. As I've matured, I've realized more and more, and grown daily in His sanctification. The process of the ugly becoming beautiful. Take heart! Christ has provided all this to us, something we are so desperately in need of, and he did it all as the INITIATOR. How much more, now, when He's holding me in the palm of His hand, will He continue to initiate. I am not promised happiness, that's a choice. But through the Holy Spirit I'm sealed with the guarantee of love. Joy. Peace. Patience. Kindness. Goodness. Faithfulness. Gentleness. Mercy. Self-control. He initiated these fruits in my life - I have to only choose to walk in His promises.
So as I wait for resolution, I have no fear. I am keenly aware of my ability and my history of manipulating situations for the outcome I'd like to see. Now I defer hope in myself to utter and complete hope in Him. The initiator of my Salvation.