Constancy

I wonder how many go through the motions every day

Pretending like everything’s okay

When it is not

Knowing they need help

But don’t know how to ask

Knowing they need to open up

But don’t because their own thoughts tell them not to

No one would understand

No one really cares

Lies, lies, how many more lies

Must they fight against everyday

For them to win

For this to pass

For the sun to break through

And bring them joy at last

The desire to turn back

Has now become their constant companion

What keeps them from yielding?

What keeps them going?

For those who believe, it is faith

Faith not in oneself

Or in anything in this world

But in the one thing that is constant

God’s love

And faith spurs on hope

Hope that the sun is definitely there

Waiting to appear

That the clouds are just like that

Fleeting

The wait is difficult

Treacherous

Tiring

Being on their guard all the time

Always on the verge of breaking down

Many times they are unable to understand

Why they need to pass through this wasteland

Yet they trust in God who placed them there

In seeming isolation

But no matter how it looks

They were never left on their own volition

To be on this path is never easy

But it is a path well-trodden

Though well-hidden

Despite everything

Hope remains

They continue to seek

And then one day

One day

The sun will peek

They will see its face

And their hearts will praise

Forever

“Hope is the constancy of faith.” – John Calvin