What are you waiting for in 2019?
Waiting is hard, and as we move into a new year, I can hardly believe we’re so close to 2020. It causes me to consider the plight of the shepherds. Their hearts burned with excitement that the deliverer had come — the Messiah! And yet, he was a baby. How painfully slow time must have seemed. Maybe they were mocked by friends when they reminisced about the night.
“There he goes again, about his supposed angels. When will he wake up and realize it’s been 10 years and we are still stuck under Rome’s boot? It was just a dream.”
Weeks passed into years which passed into decades. Decades. That’s a long time to wait, when you know with certainty that the ball had started to roll down the narrowly sloped hill.
God’s timing certainly isn’t ours. We wait for many things. Right now specifically, as I wait for His return, reading of seemingly prophetic events which click by, watching hopefully as we’ve been called to do, my soul groans with creation. How long, Oh Lord?
Waiting will cause some to grow bitter. Some will scoff that He isn’t coming at all. Others will get distracted by the daily demands of life.
And while I know our work must continue and we can faithfully shine for Him, I pray I won’t stop looking up. At every sunbeam. At each glorious break in the clouds. At a shower of meteors that light up the night sky. I ask, “When?” He says, “Soon. I am the Alpha and Omega. The beginning and the end.”
And so I keep waiting with hope.
Come quickly, Lord Jesus.
Maranatha
Philippians 3:20
“But our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ…”
