I’ll never understand this, but there are those—brace yourself—who actually read the end of the story before completing the book. Personally, I enjoy the journey of anticipation and excitement. I don’t want to know what happens until the time is right.
Yet I don’t always treat life this way. Instead, I want to know how things are going to turn out. I rush to get to the end of the story when really, I need to let God turn it page by page.
The same restraint I use when reading a good book, is sorely lacking when it comes to waiting on God or navigating difficult circumstances. Especially when the plot has me on the edge of my seat. When things look bad and the characters (er, the people in my life) are dealing with challenges…I want to get past it quickly. Skip a few pages. Or even a few chapters. I’m not liking the direction and so I want to see it how it turns out. Will this turn out for good? Or am I destined for a disappointing ending?
We can’t possibly know the end of the story because it’s yet to be written. All we can do is take it page by page. It’s not easy. Especially when the storyline is filled with heartache and pain. But we have the hope of knowing that God is the Author and He is writing the perfect ending.