Life is built on a sequence of events played out over time.
I can’t buy my next guitar until I sell my present guitar. Which I just did.
(Enjoy, Mark R.)
I couldn’t write this post until I got here to Hawaii. Between the build up to Easter, the launching of our North Campus, and leading worship and speaking at Redline Conference, I haven’t had anything more to give a public. This post was conditional upon my last “posting” of service to another audience.
All this to say, I’m simply reminded that we can’t do the next thing unless we finish the present thing.
The next thing sounds wonderful and exciting. It’s a distant horizon, an unopened gift beneath the Christmas tree.
The present thing is familiar.
And not the vintage, old-timey old. I mean nasty old. The “dear lord, I’m so sick of this and I just want it to end” kind of old that demands a high level of something to tolerate.
Of endurance? Patience? Stamina? Fortitude?
Patient endurance is what you need now, so that you will continue to do God’s will. Then you will receive all that he has promised. (Hebrews 10:36 NLT)
The next thing becomes the sweetest thing only when the present thing is treated faithfully.
Said differently with some verbose alliteration, don’t rob your pending promise of its pleasure by prematurely parting with your present plan.
Stay with it, whatever you’re doing today. There is a very real reward on its way.
I’m off to dive on a plane wreck in O’ahu. Yes, rewards are worth being patient for.