Tethered Expectation

“… God raised up David as king. … ‘I have found David the son of Jesse to be a man after my heart, who will accomplish everything I want him to do.’” Acts 13:22

Life’s competitive. Especially in the nation’s capital where droves of smart, ambitious climbers come to conquer and leave their mark on the most powerful city in the world.

Unbridled ambition’s a little like musical chairs. Everyone’s terrified they won’t have a seat when the music stops, yet, the game wouldn’t be worth playing without winners and losers. Suck it, Sara, no chair for you!

We could run ourselves ragged striving to get in front of the right people, power lunch, network, humble brag, and name drop, in the hope that someday, we’ll be noticed and there’ll be a return on our investment.

But here’s what dawned on me when I was reading about King David … if God can find King David while he’s tending sheep in the fields, he can find me.

To be sure, David had his failings—very public ones, recorded throughout the pages of the Old Testament. But, in spite of his shortcomings, he became the standard by which successive kings are measured, a “man after God’s own heart.”

That’s why I have to remind myself to zoom out and remember:

Long before he’d stare down Goliath, David spent his days taking care of goats. But God still found him, plucked him out of obscurity, and placed him on the throne.

By contrast, our default settings are to pull ahead. To be first. To distinguish ourselves. We’re fearful of being overlooked and passed over.

But David’s story reminds me that if I’ve tethered my dreams to God’s plan, I can rest in peaceful assurance knowing that when the music comes to a halt, the King of Kings is saving a chair for me.

I can wait in confident expectation that one day, I too, will slay giants.

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