Baxter Creek Bridge – Great Smoky Mountains National Park, Big Creek campground, NC/TN, November 2003 – There are two things here: 1) Just because nothing seems to be happening, it doesn’t mean that nothing is happening. 2) When nothing seems to be happening it’s because it isn’t time for anything to be happening.
Either way, sit tight.
Two things are always true in any moment. Someone’s time has not yet come, and someone’s time is fulfilled and the kingdom of heaven is at hand.
We always take this kingdom of heaven being at hand idea to mean that it’s all over and the Prince of Peace is coming with legions of angels to destroy the dragon (And, of course, we don’t see any discrepancy at work there), and send to hell those who have earned it and to heaven those who have earned that… No! No! No! Cut! Cut! Start over from the top.
The kingdom of heaven comes piecemeal, a little here, a little there, like yeast in the dough or seeds in the earth. It comes with the individual and personal realization of who we are and what we are about. It dawns on us like a good idea. There it is, out of nowhere, our life–the life that is waiting to be lived.
The time is fulfilled and we can now step into our life and live it, after all these years of waiting, when nothing seemed to be happening, everything was clicking into place–everything that had to happen for us to be here, now. If anything had been different, we would be somewhere else, and then where would we be?
So, we’re waiting, waiting. Or rejoicing, rejoicing. Despairing or dancing. Someone is always doing one or the other. Someone’s time has not yet come, and someone’s time is finally fulfilled.
If you think nothing is happening, it doesn’t mean that nothing is happening. And even if nothing IS happening, it only means it isn’t time for anything to happen.