Stand and Wait

On His Blindness

When I consider how my light is spent.
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest He returning chide,
'Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?'
I, fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies, 'God doth not need
Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state.
Is kingly, thousands at his bidding speed,
And post o'er land and and ocean without rest;
They also serve who only stand and wait.'

- John Milton

Some pointers to help one better understand this poem:
- John Milton was blind when he wrote it
- The word "fondly" meant, at the time that it was written, "a petty and perverse way"

My chosen photo illustrates the aspect of waiting as when there is a significance constraint in your life and it limits what you feel you should be doing with your life. But this is also a time when we can serve our King in a significant way. We just need to be patient and seek what that calling is.