Holding On: Finding Hope in the Waiting Season

Finding Hope in the Waiting Season

Hey Lovely Faces!

Let's be honest, the waiting game can feel… well, long. Really long. I’m not just saying that; I’ve lived it. There have been times in my life where the silence felt deafening, where the "not yet" seemed to echo endlessly. Whether you're waiting for a dream to take flight, a relationship to blossom, or even just for that next big opportunity, the truth is, waiting can be tough on the soul.

I remember a distinct moment during a particularly reflective period in my life. Fresh out of a major life change, I found myself in my small one-bedroom apartment, wrestling with the direction my future would take. Should I dive headfirst into my passion for gospel rap? Or should I pour my energy into the storytelling that had captivated me since childhood?

You see, writing has been a part of me since I was a little kid. I still remember the thrill of my third-grade teacher’s words after reading my extended story assignment. "Chama," she’d said, "I asked for one paragraph, and you've written three! And I must say, I enjoyed your storytelling. Very good." That simple praise ignited a fire in me, and thus my love for storytelling had begun.

Fast forward to that day in my apartment. I sat down with the intention of writing a new rap song, but something unexpected happened. The words that flowed weren't for a rap; they formed a poem, one that would become incredibly special to many – a piece called "The Reason." As I finished writing, I was struck by the power of the language, the unexpected vocabulary that seemed to appear out of nowhere. It felt divinely inspired, so much so that I had to look up some of the words just to fully grasp their meaning!

What amazed me even more was how quickly the poem etched itself into my memory. I remember closing my eyes and whispering, "God, you are clever. This is amazing!"

In the midst of that moment of wonder, my phone rang. It was my former producer, with an exciting proposition: starting my own internet radio show. He laid out all the details, and I jumped at the chance to share my voice and my work with the world. Then came the question that stopped me in my tracks: "What's going to be the name of your radio show?" My mind went blank.

As I sat there, a little panicked, a scripture from my morning devotion gently surfaced in my thoughts: Galatians 6:9, "And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart."

Those words resonated deeply. I began to reflect on my journey – the setbacks, the disappointments, and the pain I had endured. Yet, through it all, I had kept moving forward with a smile on my face despite the hidden hurts. I read the scripture again and again, letting it sink into my spirit. And then, the phrase "in due season" seemed to glow.

I started playing with those three words, turning them over in my mind until an idea sparked. What if I could weave them together into a single, powerful word? After a few tries, something clicked. N-DuSezon.

Those three syllables became a personal mantra, a constant reminder that no matter how long the wait feels, no matter how many obstacles stand in the way, there is a season for reaping. If we don't lose heart, if we continue to do good and hold onto hope, our harvest will come.

And that, my friends, has been the guiding principle of my life ever since. Waiting can be difficult, yes. But within that waiting is the promise of something beautiful on the horizon. So, take heart. Keep believing. Our N-DuSezon is coming.