I’m sitting here blogging away at my PC while so many people I know are at Vanderbilt Stadium watching U2 in concert. I have previously mentioned that seeing U2 in concert was on my bucket list, so I am more than a little envious of them at the moment. I’m also happy for them and hopeful that one day I will get to see my favorite band of all time in concert.

There’s always hope.

I hope for a lot of things these days. Some seem reasonable, some far-fetched. Some I look forward to, some I can’t even begin to see how they can ever happen.

But still I cling to hope.

While my hope and faith may waver, the God of my hope and faith remains faithful. I am glad these days that it’s not the size of my faith, but the source of my faith that matters. It’s not how much hope I have, but Who my hope is in and Where my hope lies that counts.

I also know that a hope deferred is hard, but the wait is always worth it. Hopes denied mean that God has something better in mind, usually something much bigger than my small mind could have conceived. Many times what I hoped for and longed for would not have been what I wanted when I got them, and usually would not have been good for me.

But God know that.

I havbe heard that we should trust God’s heart over God’s hand. That is, we should trust in what we know to be true of God as revealed in His Word over what we see of His activity. We should remember that God’s silences are sometimes the most powerful way He speaks to us and the most beautiful changes come during seasons of seeming inactivity on God’s part.

So, yes, I would love to see U2 in concert some day. Maybe I will, maybe I won’t.

But one day I will see something much greater by far. I will see the face of my God and know whatever it cost in waiting and delayed hope and denied dreams was completely worth it.