Two more weeks. We’re almost there. We’re almost there. That’s been the chant of the campus ever since Thanksgiving, and I can sense the weariness and longing for a time of rest and rejuvenation. I see the tired eyes in the library, the sweatpants and ponytails that say, “I didn’t get enough sleep last night” and the furrowed brow of the last-minute studier. I feel the tension too. But I know that God has promised to sustain His people even in the midst of momentary struggles. Take heart from Isaiah 40—even in the midst of all our “stuff,” God is still God. And we are His.
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
29 He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
30 Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
31 but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
