It is dark and lonely.
Waiting can be so terrible.
Waiting for relief. Waiting for no pain. Waiting for no more funerals; especially for young children. Waiting for no cancer. Waiting for no addiction. Waiting for all the bad to go away. Waiting for justice.
Waiting for that day when I don’t feel so torn between what is right and what feels good.
During the time of waiting, there is so much hurt. There is sin. There is pain. There is evil.
And then the ashes. “From dust you are, to dust you will return.”
All that is old will be made new. There is the hope for a rebirth. There is a resurrection.
Waiting is important. Waiting is necessary. Waiting is temporary.
Something else is coming. To dust we will return.
But then, something…else. Something new. I want that something.
But for now, it is terrible.
For now, it is dark and lonely.