Well, I don’t know about you, but I will surely be glad when this election is over. Don’t get me wrong, it is an important election, and I feel very passionate about the platforms, policies, and personalities that are on the ballot, but regardless of the outcome, my hope will always remain in Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior. He will forever sit on a throne of my heart, and He will forever be the praise on my lips.

Waiting for anything carries a weight we can’t quite explain.

But the weight I‘ve felt lately is more than a heaviness of waiting on the results of an election. It’s more of a heaviness of waiting on Heaven. A weight in the wait that burdens the heart and troubles the mind, while simultaneously offering a yoke that is light and a peace that passes all understanding. When we wrestle with that weight in the natural, we find chaos and confusion, but when we surrender that weight to a supernatural God, we find rest, peace, and a security in knowing He is in control even when this world spins out of control.

The weight of the wait tells only part of the story. When we wait for Heaven, we experience the weight of glory.

“Now, if we are made for heaven, the desire for our proper place will be already in us, but not yet attached to the true object, and will even appear as the rival of that object […] If a transtemporal, transfinite good is our real destiny, then any other good on which our desire fixes must be in some degree fallacious, must bear at best only a symbolical relation to what will truly satisfy.”

― C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory