Musings: Notes From My Daybook

It is late on a Sunday night and I'm waiting on a dishwasher. I mean a mechanical one. Our plumbing sprung a leak last night and so, in order to keep water off the family room floor, we've had the water turned off most of the day. I will call the plumber tomorrow, but until then we are living with the water turned off most of the time. So the bucket is under the drip and I wait.

Waiting isn't always a bad thing. In fact, waiting may well be a virtue. I don't usually do it well. But tonight I am reflecting over the many good things that I have witnessed. Today I have seen a church respond with enthusiasm and energy to God's call to ministry and mission. I have heard stories of God's faithfulness--past and present. I have seen the joy of people sharing time and food and lives together.

As Northlake moves forward over the next five weeks in a season of time called Together Toward Tomorrow I am waiting. Patiently and with great expection, I believe that God is working toward a marvelous time and spirit in this church's life as it invests in a future characterized by mission and ministry.

I have been asked wonderful questions today. "Can we be fasting?" "When can we launch new ministries?" "Will our new building have a sense of transcendence?" "When can we meet the Ethiopians who are already worshipping in our building?"

Hope in the future is always strong than the best of the past. I am glad tonight, glad in my waiting.