Tuesday, November 17, 2009

The end of the story is so unclear, but there is a reason

As I read through the play Waiting for Godot I have been noticing a theme of waiting for the unknown. As a reader, it is somewhat frustrating to not exactly understand what is going on within the story. I have felt very confused, most of the time that I have been reading this play. I do not understand what they are talking about, and I do not understand where everything is leading.

However, as I think about how I feel when I am reading this play, I can easily relate that feeling to life. There is a parallel in reading Waiting for Godot, and life and my relationship with Jesus. I often wander where God is taking me in life, or even why he is taking me a certain way in life. I often wander why God has taken me from Ohio, and lead me all the way down to Florida to attend college. I hate being so far from my family, but this does not take away from the fact that God has called me here, and I am following in obedience.

There are days in which I feel like there is no way that this path is getting me anywhere remotely close to where I want to be. But that is just the thing, it is not about where I want to be. This life is not my own. I don’t want it to be my own, because I would be lost on my own.

So as I read Waiting for Godot and I continue to be confused about what is going on within the story, I also sit with excitement, because the author is not going to leave us hanging. In the end, we will understand why everything was unclear. In the same way, in my life, I sit with excitement, because this journey that God has brought me on is an experience that I will never forget and it is a blessing that I have God leading me on it. At the end of life, I will understand why everything was so unclear throughout my life. As I continue to feel unsure of my next step in life, I will continue to hold tight to the promises that God has given me. For in the end, I believe it will be worth it all.

1 comment:

  1. "There are days in which I feel like there is no way that this path is getting me anywhere remotely close to where I want to be. But that is just the thing, it is not about where I want to be. This life is not my own. I don’t want it to be my own, because I would be lost on my own."

    This reminds me of when Jesus looked at his disciples after a large portion of them left and he asked them are you going to leave me too? And Peter looked at Jesus and said To whom shall we go?
    Where else can I go to be Jesus. :)

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