Luke 1:24 & 25, After these days his wife Elizabeth conceived, and for five months she kept herself hidden, saying, “Thus the Lord has done for me in the days when he looked on me, to take away my reproach among people.”
Waiting for you is hard. It produces internal struggle with waves of emotions. It carries external struggle and suffering too. As in Elizabeth’s situation, people around us don’t understand and we’re chided for hoping, waiting for you to answer our situation.
Waiting is hard.
In the wait I learn about you and I learn about me. You become brighter and the brightness of your glory reveals my true nature as you slough off part of the old man in me. You become more beautiful and I desire you more and myself less.
When all hope seems lost, you appear. In the twinkling of an eye the wait is over. You are blessed and praised.
Waiting is good.
Finding the words to tell the story, the process, the explanation for an end to the wait is impossible. I try, but I can’t. I just know, profoundly know, that you are near. You are at work. You are awesome and worthy to be praised. I feel a giggle in my heart at the notion of the One True God personally hearing the cries of my heart and answering. The laughter I feel is private, something to savor and be nourished by.
Waiting produces love.
Thank you Jesus for making waiting part of living.
I believe Elizabeth felt this giggle in her heart as she kept herself hidden for five months. She could have gloated to her friends, “You’ve chided and poked fun of me for years because I was barren. Don’t you feel foolish now?” But she didn’t.
Waiting produces life, not death.
Mary responded in a similar way when Jesus was born. “But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart.” Luke 2:19.
Elizabeth and Mary were women who believed God.
God promised. They waited. God appeared. They worshipped.
At the end of their wait, they were in awe and I believe there was a giggle in their hearts that words could not adequately describe so they pondered them. They worshipped and believed, “The One who promises also delivers.”
During this Christmas season I want to worship by pondering God’s goodness in my heart.
I want to remember the God who promises also delivers. Will you join me?