I put boots, a hoodie, and a scarf on to give me warmth. It was 37 degrees and midnight. I couldn’t resist. I went out and laid on the diving board of my pool. The sky tonight was beyond beautiful. The chill in the air was not enough to keep me away from gazing at the stars brilliantly shining. I simply needed to bask in the beauty. The stars honestly take my breath away. How could something so far away be so beautiful? How could something so extravagant have just happened? There has to be something more. As I continued to just ponder the questions of my life, I watched as slowly clouds rolled in. Unexpectedly, the stars were quickly hidden behind the sheets of gray clouds. I could have easily just went inside. It was cold, but I wanted to wait to see the stars some more. The glimpse I had was not enough. I waited. And I waited some more. For half an hour I waited, gently shivering in the cold, while the clouds moved out and the stars were revealed once more.

Oh what a beautiful parallel this is to my life and faith. God is such a beautiful God. I rarely, if ever, fully understand what is going on. As I watched the stars- then the clouds- I realized something about patience. God’s timing is far from what I can fathom. I do not like waiting for his answers and wisdom to come. But the end result is always beautiful. I have a promise of great things ahead- marvelous and wondrous things- that if I become stubborn and impatient, I will miss out on them all. It is not easy to wait. We each have our own midnight. We get distracted by a variety of things. Often people just forget that there is something beautiful coming and they give up. But it is at midnight, as these stars faded into the gray, I realized that I need to have hope. You need to have hope. There is something beautiful to come. Just wait for it. Don’t give up yet. The clouds are moving…just wait.

“Tell them to look up. Tell them to remember the stars…The stars are always there but we miss them in the dirt and clouds. We miss them in the storms. Tell them to remember hope. We have hope.”
[Renee Yohe of TWLOHA]