There have been a couple of times when it looked like my Drummer was about to signal the end of this particular roll, only to keep right on hitting the snare drum of transition. As I keep my eyes on Him, it looks like once again He is heavenly moments away from bringing about change that I (and other warriors) have been praying about. Just a few earthly days after I return from visiting family and friends, I will be moving out. I still don't know where, I still don't have the job that can support that; but I am convinced that the One who sets the rhythm of my life, Who knows just how to keep my heart beating, has the chops to create amazing sounds with me. I know this because even while I have been hearing the downbeat of anxiety and fear, He has been using His Word to keep me upbeat, making sure that I am fully persuaded that He is near, that He can't forget the one who has been permanently tattooed on His hands. He plays the tempo, keeping perfect time so that as I wait for the unveiling, I can sing. And OH! How He knows how much I love to sing! I can sing praises to Him for what He has done that I have seen in His Word and in my life, I can sing in thanksgiving for what He is doing now that I can and cannot see, and I can rejoice in Him because He is making Himself known and will never withhold good from those who love Him!
I have felt the length of this drum roll, and yes, sometimes I have grown so accustomed to hearing it that I forgot He was still playing, but that doesn't mean He stopped. Yes, He is a Master Drummer, He holds the world in those Hands, and He has NEVER given me a reason NOT to trust Him. Although everything in me still wants to set the tempo, deliverance can't come from me. When have I ever been able to save myself?
I know that He will hit the cymbals at just the right time not just in my life but in yours, fellow follower. And rest in the knowledge that He won't let us miss the clang or the subsequent reveal! Hallelujah!