In the first reading today, we hear of a God who will come during the darkest hour and bring solace. God is coming to encounter the people of Jerusalem in so great a way that they will no longer weep, and they will have all the food they need. This God will be merciful when they cry out, and He will answer every prayer as soon as he hears it. (Isaiah 30:19-21, 23-26)
This God is coming for us, and this season is preparing our hearts in ways great and small. As I read today’s readings, I was reminded of all the times that I threw my hands up in the air over the past year and a half and exasperatedly shouted: WHY ARE YOU HAVING ME DO THIS?! I am not smart enough. These people don’t want me. There’s never any parking. I almost got hit by a car in the crosswalk. COME ON! Is there no rest for the weary here?!
Quietly God has pushed me on. One late night after another, followed by rise times that are unholy. Notecards, pens, textbooks, perfect handwriting. String cheese, coffee, smiley fries. Tears. Oh the tears.
I felt like He couldn’t hear me. Worse than that, sometimes I felt like he just wasn’t listening, and I wondered why I even kept coming back.
But he was there through it all, and because I kept my eyes on Him, I am making it.
I am more than making it. With a 3.5 GPA and the end in sight I have made it. Four more classes to go.
Consider this a Grad School Update and an Advent Reflection 😉
Today’s song is pretty self explanatory. If you, like I was, are in the place of the Israelites, feeling unheard or neglected by our Father, keep your eyes on him. I promise that He is listening. And you too will someday shout from the rooftops: It is Well With My Soul!