Waiting for God
by Elouise
My soul-mind-body health barometer is a nasty piece of business. Totally independent of my plans and wishes, it does its duty whether I like it or not. It won’t be bribed or bought off with promises to do better tomorrow.
And then there are those pesky paydays. Days when what I wish were true about me has to face harsh reality. Inconvenient reminders of how I’m progressing in soul, mind and body. Or not.
I seem to have arrived on this earth with a predisposition to try harder, more often, more consistently, in better form, with a better attitude. Never give up. Just keep practicing. Little by little today; giant leaps tomorrow. Yes, you can reach the sky. Just pick yourself up and try again!
This morning, however, my soul-mind-body wants something different. The kind of difference Simone Weil writes about in Waiting for God.
There are those people who try to elevate their souls
like someone who continually jumps from a standing position
in the hope that forcing oneself to jump all day—and higher every day—
they would no longer fall back down,
but rise to heaven.
Thus occupied, they no longer look to heaven.
We cannot even take one step toward heaven.
The vertical direction is forbidden to us.
But if we look to heaven long-term, God descends and lifts us up.
God lifts us up easily.
As Aeschylus says, ‘That which is divine is without effort.’
There is an ease in salvation more difficult for us than all efforts.
In one of Grimm’s accounts,
there is a competition of strength between a giant and a little tailor.
The giant throws a stone so high
that it takes a very long time before falling back down.
The little tailor throws a bird that never comes back down.
That which does not have wings always comes back down in the end.
― Simone Weil, Waiting for God
And so I’m challenged today to wait for God. To give up jumping through hoops and trying harder, hoping for something better. I anticipate God’s descent to lift me up, and kindle quiet thanksgiving in my heart.
We cannot take a step toward the heavens. God crosses the universe and comes to us.
― Simone Weil, Waiting for God
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 23 November 2016
Response to WordPress Daily Prompt: Anticipation
sending wings to lift your spirits my friend, peace and love and all things good. You too Lucy, fly high my friends 3
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Thank you, dear Kim!
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I had a picture not that long ago, of dragging a ball and chain behind me, tied to my ankle. It was slow work, though eventually I would get where I was going!
Your post echoes my feeling that the best way to get anywhere is to decide, and wait hopefully, fixing determination on a course and allowing it to catch up, sort of float towards one, pulled by decision and optimism. 🙂 xxxx
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Fran, I love your image of waiting hopefully–letting the vision/determination catch us up from ahead! Lovely. Thanks so much. 🙂
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‘And so I’m challenged today to wait for God. To give up jumping through hoops and trying harder, hoping for something better’. You know what? I have been wanting to say that to you for a long time. I was always a little shy so I didn’t. I’m glad you finally got the message. Have you ever wondered what the verse “Be still and know that I am God.” means? You do now.
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Hi, John. Thanks for your encouragement. I’ m not sure about your shy guy description, but so what? You’re a good man, and I’m grateful to have you as a blogging friend. 😊 I don’t think I’ll ever stop getting it when it comes to God’s ways with me.
I hope you had a good day. We’re just back from a short trip to have Thanksgiving dinner with D’s sister and her husband.
Elouise
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Psalm 24 reminds us to let God fight the battle and to be our host Our role is to be the guest at the table. blessings
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Yes. Not always a simple thing to do. Especiallly when we’ve grown up having to fight our own battles, and can’t remember when we were nothing but guests at the the kind of gracious table God sets for us. Not a make believe banquet, but a real one, with real people who have wounds similar to ours. All of us in need of grace and acceptance–just as we are. Thanks, Dave, for a thought-provoking comment.
Elouise
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