There are those people who year in and year out say change is coming their way yet they aren't ever the change that they seek. Year after year they foretell of their glory, of the kingdome that they have been promised without deserving it. Of their great might. Of the Glory of a great God who has chosen that they should be the leaders of men... and then like a shadow it passes.
Like water in the desert. It is all but a mirage but then those who year in and year out care for and love these people. People who are perhaps crazy, perhaps delusional, maybe they are the ones that God has chosen to do something great. That great thing being to love the people so lacking in their connection to reality.
How would you feel to hear someone claim that they were chosen by God to be followed, to be a renewed Christ when every year their small following is ever smaller...
One day no one will follow you... yet I stay and wait... Wait for moments when a father is once again a father and his feet breefly touch the ground...
A life of waiting...
Maybe I'm just multi-tasking :P waiting and doing something else.
