Expectant Waiting

Many of the reflections I have read this month speak of the First Advent in relation to the Second Advent. We cannot fully grasp the first coming of Christ without knowing of the second that is to come. He came to earth to become like us so that we can go to heaven and (finally) become like Him.

Because really, the humble birth, the quiet growing up, the mighty but brief ministry among a small group of people—even the sacrificial death and miraculous resurrection and ascension—none of it would mean much if that were the end.

And all that has happened since then—the message of love that has spread across the lands and centuries, defying persecution and time and sinful misuse and abuse—it has all been in anticipation of What Is to Come. If this were it, if we lived our short matchstick lives here and then burned out—no matter how spectacularly—what would it matter? Why would we brave disease and danger to take the gospel to an unreached people? Why would we give up wealth and luxury to live among the poor? Why worry about the hungry and hopeless? Why sully our reputations with words hateful to some ears? Why make ourselves uncomfortable?

But of course we know this is not the end. He came that first time, He lived among us and died hanging there between time and eternity, His blood dripping down to drench the world in Hope. He went back to heaven but left that Hope with us. He came the first time so He could come back again.

And we take Hope to a suffering world, hold it out in hands that are inadequate, speak it with words that all too often fall short. But like the wind bearing seeds, this Hope needs only our efforts. We only hold it out, speak it aloud, offer it up. Hope does the rest.

We are not taken out of our suffering, but He comes to walk with us in it, and “we behold His glory…full of grace and truth.” And maybe those who suffer most are those who Hope most.

To live in Hope implies that we are waiting expectantly. Like those who lived in darkness and saw a great light, we live in an electric anticipation. He is coming!