“Waiting is a spiritual discipline,” said Simone Weil. It is among the practices of prayer, listening, meditation and the Rosary.
Waiting takes many forms. There are the unemployed who have applied for work, waiting to be called. And the homeless men and women at shelters waiting for day labor. Recently, three of those men at the shelter got the call. They worked with a construction job doing roofing in the hot summer sun.
At the end of the day, the manager said he needed to leave and go get money to pay them. The manager did not return.
These three men wait for justice.
Today there seems to be less focus on waiting. The internet, instant messaging and various electronics move conversations to an immediacy which is historically unprecedented. Skype connects missionaries from Pakistan to Nebraska. The rapid urbanization of many communities has led to a gap between the farmer and the grocery store. City people do not have to wait for the harvest. Refrigeration makes produce available for longer seasons. There is litttle waiting.
Nature has its cycles and rhythms. Hope is anticipated. Faith is given as Gift. Charity emits from lives of love.
Sheila and Dan were awaiting the birth of their child. Like parents around the world, they held hopes, expectations and anticipation. How would the child be?
Sheila and Dan welcomed Bradley Thomas surprisingly early. Six weeks. Today , thanks to medical aid, this child is thriving.
We await the time of Noel, Emmanuel, God with us. We wait for the time when swords are turned into ploughshares.
We look forward and anticipate when the lion will lay down with the lamb. In faith and hope, we believe in peace on earth and goodwill to all. Let it be.