The Good to Come

I waited patiently,

I almost lost hope,

What I knew faded away,

The truth was not so clear anymore,

Charged I was at the start,

The quest for the vision was more vigorous and attentive in my heart,

I saw no impossibility,

I saw it all come to pass,

Little did I consider the path to it,

The beauty of the end mattered more,

No cost was too much to pay,

“I will get there…I will have that…I will be like that…”

This was me at the starting line,

Little did it hit me, you don’t appear there, you walk there,

And who said it would be easy?

The process matters,

The process shapes us, preps us for what to come,

The process breaks us to make us,

We faint, we hurt, we wait,

We lose, we are broken, disappointed,

No one said it would be easy,

It’s not clear anymore,

Where is your hope now?

You come to doubt what you’ve known to be true,

Waiting is not easy,

Patiently waiting, is not either,

But He is faithful,

Though it linger, it shall come,

Set your eyes on things above,

Write your vision in caps,

Though it linger, do not lose it,

There is hope for the living,

Every dawning day is a chance to get there,

We will find good, in the land of the living,

Though it linger, good shall come,

Find us in our place and overwhelm us,

The good to come, now it comes.