[P]atriotism… is not short, frenzied outbursts of emotion, but the tranquil and steady dedication of a lifetime. ~Adlai Stevenson
When I walk into the thick of trouble,
keep me alive in the angry turmoil.
With one hand
strike my foes,
With your other hand
Finish what you started in me, God.
Your love is eternal—don’t quit on me now.
And so it is with serving the Lord. Serving the Lord is so much more than the jumping, dancing, crying, evidence of the Holy Spirit, singing, praising with a loud voice, or a big band. It is indeed, like the patriotism described above, tranquil and steady. It is not the outward signs as much as that place from which they are born.
If you have ever stood in a wave pool at a water park, you know that there is a stillness, folks swim, talk, anticipate, travel to get to a good spot to experience the wave. And then it begins, slowly, small and pulsing. Growing ever growing until it reaches the place where one must jump up to keep it from washing over them (or not!) and certainly helping small one in their efforts.
Sometimes it feels as if the pool is not under anyone’s close supervision and the waves are out of control. That is where the plea comes from. That is where the jumping up in anticipation comes from. Sometimes it is where folks simply let go and let the wave carry them.
Yes, Lord, carry me, lift me up, that I may let go.
Because of Him,