I believe we are at a time of the year in which great expectations are stirred within our lives. Weather it’s the homecoming of loved ones or the excitement of a little more time at home; we wait in anticipation for the holidays.
As a child, the bubbly feelings of holidays started with Thanksgiving. Family gathered around a roasted turkey, children playing hide and seek, and grownups chatter around the table. Then, finally, a piece of homemade blueberry pie was dished out to top off the day. It was a time of celebration for my family.
Why do we embrace the expectation of change and gathering together for the holidays? Perhaps, day to day life becomes common place. When a celebration comes along things are shaken up, like a snow globe. Our environment it transformed. What may have been mundane is refreshed.
How can one capture this transformation on a regular basis? Or should one even try?
I think the answer lies in the Scriptures. Think of the multitude of decades the chosen people awaited their promised Messiah. Waited, waited, and waited.
More often, we remember Christ’s arrival and the celebration which surrounded His birth. Mother waiting for her Child to be born. Shepherds anticipating to see the great thing which the angles announced regarding the Savior’s birth. And the kings following a sign in the sky which would fulfill the old prophecies. That was the big event. Decades earlier, it must have been difficult for the people to remain excited about God’s promise.
That inner, deep feeling of expectation should fill our hearts daily. It needs to be nurtured. We need to remind each other of another great event. Christ promised to return and bring His own to Himself for eternity. This won’t be a fleeting celebration, but one that will last for infinity to those who have accepted Jesus as their Savior.
Let’s remember the greatest event of all is still waiting to happen.
… according to my earnest expectation and hope that in nothing I shall be ashamed, but with all boldness, as always, so now also Christ will be magnified in my body, whether by life or by death. For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain,Philippians 1:20-21
P. Wolf; author & poet