“The whole creation is on tiptoe to see the wonderful sight of the sons of God coming into their own” (Romans 8:18 Phillips).
I have always loved the expression of ‘waiting on tiptoe’ in the above verse. It provides a visual picture of hope. Hope is not passive or indifferent. Hope leans in and reaches beyond itself in its work. The work is the redemptive work of God in our own lives, as well as, the lives of those we love.
Right now is a critical time in my oldest son’s life. He is nearing completion on his jail sentence. A sentence he began as a juvenile and is ending as an adult. I am very aware of his passage to adulthood and its implications for his life. The stakes are higher than before on making good decisions. I have this sense of leaning and reaching in my prayers for him. The hope I have in God is the only antidote to the anxiety that swells in the pit of my stomach when I consider the precariousness of his position.
The passage talks about this juxtaposition: “It is plain to anyone with eyes to see that at the present time all created life groans in a sort of universal travail. And it is plain, too, that we who have a foretaste of the Spirit are in a state of painful tension, while we wait for that redemption of our bodies which will mean that we have realized our full sonship in Him. We were saved by this hope, and let us remember hope always means waiting for something that we do not yet see.” (Romans 8:22-24 Phillips).
This captures the strain between what we hope for and its full realization. It is described as our “universal travail” and a “painful tension”. It is the anxiety of our current circumstances up against the leaning, reaching hope we have in our Redeemer. What are you waiting on that you cannot yet see? Where are you dangling near the edge of a cliff, sensing both the danger in your circumstances and in putting your hope in God? Stretch wide across the canyon of your concerns. Push the full weight of your worries upward, straining on tiptoe to the hope that holds. “We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure. It enters the sanctuary behind the curtain, where Jesus, who went before us has entered on our behalf’ (Hebrews 6:19, 20).
The Cross of Christ is the only sure footing over the troubled waters of life. He offers safe passage through the impasse. He makes a way where we can see none. We can tiptoe across a tightrope in Him. This is our leaning, reaching hope in our Great God.