There are certain themes that are easily found in music. In fact, these themes cross all generations and genres of music. Some of these themes are easy to spot, like love, hardships of life or even death. However, another theme that is pretty easy to find if you listening closely is the idea of waiting. Let me list some titles and bands to illustrate the point: “Wouldn’t it be Nice” by the Beach Boys; “Waiting on a World to Change” by John Mayer; “Waiting for a Girl Like You” by Foreigner; or “Sitting on the Dock of the Bay” by Otis Redding. However, arguably the most famous waiting song is entitled “The Waiting” by Tom Petty, which the chorus says:
The waiting is the hardest part,
Every day you see one more card
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part
King David, the singer of inspiration, penned some mighty words about waiting in Psalm 130. The Psalm opens in the depths of despair by saying, “Out of the depths I cry to you.” Life has that tendency to beat and beat upon us and the Psalmist found himself in that very situation. In fact, he is so deep in his circumstances that he spends verses two through four begging the Lord to hear Him and confessing his sin to the Lord while affirming his own spirit that the Lord will forgive.
Having expressed his need and confessed his condition, David then hums the words of verse five, “I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I hope.” What peace in the midst of trouble. Knowing the very nature of God, David convinces himself to simply wait on the Lord and trust His word.
I have no idea who will read this post and I definitely have no idea what depths you might find yourself in today. But this I know - if you will wait on the Lord (instead of trying to fix things yourself) and trust in His word, He will not fail you. In fact, David finishes the Psalm by saying, “…hope in the LORD! For with the LORD there is stedfast love, and with him is plentiful redemption.”
In 1865 Lina Sandell watched her father fall overboard and die. In her grief, she penned:
Day by day, and with each passing moment,
Strength I find to meet my trials here;
Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment,
I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.
He, whose heart is kind beyond all measure,
Gives unto each day what He deems best,
Lovingly its part of pain and pleasure,
Mingling toil with peace and rest.