Waiting With Hope

How long, O Lord, how long?

The Psalmist waited as he questioned, ‘how long?’ The children of Israel wandered in a desert wilderness 40 years in a nagging wait, ‘how long?’ God promised a Messiah, a Savior, a King but the people waited 400 years, a waiting hope, on this promise.

How long, O Lord, how long?

We have done all we can in this society to end our waiting, or at least shorten it.

Billboards along our highways announce the shortest waiting time at hospital emergency rooms. “Ten Items or Less” lines are the norm at stores and we have HOV lanes on our highways more often referred to as “the fast lane”. Yet, we stand impatiently at the microwave watching the countdown from 1:40 for our morning tea.

We are more than impatient, we are weary. We are weary waiting on our child to be healed, on hearts to be changed on prayers to be answered, on the wayward child to return home. Waiting for our hope to be renewed.

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In our arrogance, we wait for God to prove himself.

We are weary of the waiting to see His Kingdom come.

Our prayers have been said, repeated, over and over. Would we continue our begging prayers if we didn’t have a flicker of hope?

And here it is, Advent, a season of waiting in anticipation, a waiting hope of our promised Redeemer.

Remember waiting for Christmas morning as a child? Did you pick up the wrapped gifts under the tree, shake them and try to guess what was inside? The ones with no rattle must be clothes and the smallish, long skinny box? A new Barbie? Anticipation, hope, all the makings of a good Christmas morning.

It’s been a tough year in this world. With our access to 24-hour news the only way we can escape the sorrow and sadness is to turn it off but we don’t. We value being informed and staying plugged in and we see this world is weary of pleading, “How long, O Lord, how long”.

With Advent, we know the ending. We know, yet, our anticipation remains. The knowing doesn’t spoil the ending when the culmination of this season is God made flesh, come to walk among us, being for us our hope of everlasting life. Our hope of mercy and grace. Our assurance of forgiveness and unconditional love.

A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

Fall on your knees O hear the angels voices.
O night divine, O night when Christ was born

O Holy Night

More about Debby Hudson

Where do you find grace? Inside the church walls? Around the dinner table with your family? For years, grace was not much more than the prayer we said before meals or a biblical concept. Then I met a group of men who had, as we say, reached bottom. They welcomed me to Graceland. They showing me grace can be found in the darkest of places. I'm still searching and learning. I hope you'll want to come along.

5 thoughts on “Waiting With Hope

  1. Donna Reidland

    Debby, it’s so true! We do get weary of all the bad news, the pain, the suffering, the cruelty. I wonder sometimes about those who have no thrill of hope, only hopelessness. It’s must be common grace that keeps people from giving up and as you said, even those of us with hope, get weary of waiting. “Come, Lord Jesus, come!”

    BTW visiting from Holly’s “Coffee for Your Heart.” Blessings!


    1. Debby Hudson

      Thanks for stopping by Donna. Because He is our Hope, we can have peace!


  2. Valerie Sisco at Grace with Silk

    Hi Debby,
    I’m visiting from Holley’s link-up today. Your thoughts are resonating with me since we think we hope for the plans he has for us or our dreams to come true, but our true hope is found in him. It’s so easy to give up hope for whatever we are waiting for, but it’s hard to persevere and know that what we hope for is really more of him. Always love to read about hope!


    1. Debby Hudson

      Yes! Valerie. It’s too easy for me to get off track with that but you are so right, it’s our hope for more of him. For some reason, the Advent season always brings me to a deeper reflection. Thanks for stopping by.


  3. Gabriele

    As more tragic news hits our minds, waiting on the Lord seems to me to be the only way to handle pain.


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