“. . . ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred! Ready or not, here I come!”
I used not to understand what “ready or not” meant. I knew that one said it when one finished counting in “Hide-and-seek,” but I didn’t know what it meant, didn’t insert the implied words.
But I DID know that if I was among those hiding, those words added another level to the already pent-up excitement. Remembering it, I can feel the buzz of adrenaline, the way that often times I was trembling in whatever dark spot I had chosen to crouch.
Because, as I came later to understand, “Ready or not, here I come” means “Whether your are ready or you are not ready, I’m coming to get you.”
I’ve felt that way about life events, too, very often: whether I’m ready or not ready, the future is coming to get me.
But — I sincerely hope — I’m learning to tremble less than I used to crouching in the dark during hide-and-seek. The future will certainly have me, whether I run and hide or stand my ground, and I can stand my ground because I know the God who has the future.
However unready I may feel, He had written all my days before one of them came to be (Psalm 139:16). He is never unready, and He has promised to supply every need of mine according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus (Phil. 4:19), and to give me eternal life (John 5:24).
This is my confidence: that wherever the future finds me, I will be found in Christ. In Him I am small, and very glad.
©2015 by Stacy Nott