On Emmaus Road

I found myself spending time in a waiting room today. Quite a long time in the waiting room actually. While I was sitting there I started to think of all the things we tend to do while waiting and also the things we wait for.

As I looked around the room people were scrolling on their phones, some were reading outdated magazines and even one gentleman was nodding off in the corner. I was sitting there people watching and pondering if I should go out to the car to get a book. Those are just a sampling of things people do while waiting. And then there are the things we wait for.

We wait to hear test results at doctor appointments, the phone to ring with a job offer, a text to come through inviting you out for the night with friends. We wait to see if the dreams we have will come true or if we’ll get that gift we have been wanting. We wait and we wait and we wait.

When the old testament closes there is 400 hundred years of silence. 400 years that people were waiting to hear from God, waiting for him to send his son. I’m sure that there were some people that were doing the equivalent of scrolling through their feed to pass the time, but their were others that were eagerly anticipating, what we know to be the birth of Jesus. Those were the ones that kept their eyes focused on God even though he was silent.

This advent season we prepare our hearts as we get ready to celebrate the birth of Jesus. The very one that the people were waiting for so long ago.

But now friends, the bible tells us that Jesus is coming again and soon. That when He returns this time it will be in a spectualar fashion compared to the lowly manger birth. When Jesus returns everything changes, the old passes away and the new begins.

I can't say that I’ve been living my life with anticipation of Jesus returning. I can’t say that my eyes have been focused on the heavens, nor my ear turned to hear God’s message.

Sitting in that waiting room today I started to take a hard look at what I’m doing in this waiting time before Christ’s return. I want to be doing more than scrolling - I want to living my life as a faithful servant. I want to be eargerly looking forward to Jesus’ return.

Let’s turn our eyes towards Jesus and choose to be his hands and feet while we’re waiting. Waiting not just for Christmas morning, but for his return. He’ll be here before we know it.

To Everything There Is A Season…

Kiley Ann