This has been a year of waiting for my family.
I hate waiting. I’m impatient and want things to fall into place on my time and my schedule. But God doesn’t work that way. He’s used this year to grow me, and it hasn’t been easy. My family has prayed big prayers over the past few months, asking God for miracles, and then we waited. Sometimes we waited in hopeful anticipation. Other times we huddled in fearful silence, almost afraid to hope. We waited for answers we knew would only come through God.
Despite the challenges, He’s made it worth the wait. We’ve watched Him answer prayers in spectacular ways. Situations we knew would only work out by a miracle of God have come together in ways we never dreamed possible.
Not everything is settled yet. We’re still waiting for some answers. But we’ve seen what God can do, so we’ll keep waiting, because we know His final result is worth the wait. In fact, sometimes the wait makes the answer even more spectacular.
Since Adam and Eve, the world cried out for a Savior. With each generation born into a world of ever-increasing evil, the cry for a Savior grew louder. From the first sin, God promised a Redeemer:
Genesis 3:15: “And I will put enmity Between you and the woman, And between your seed and her seed; He shall bruise you on the head, And you shall bruise him on the heel.”
But it would take generations before that promise was fulfilled. Thousands of years passed as prophets wrote of the coming Messiah. Generation after generation watched for His appearance, but still the world waited, desperate for a light in the deepening darkness of the world. They must have grown tired of waiting. Sometimes they must have lost hope. But God never forgets His promises.
Israel entered captivity and cried out for rescue. They sinned, God rescued them, they followed Him for a short time, and they sinned again. The cycle replayed over and over while God prepared the world for something even more spectacular, a rescue that would be worth the wait.
When the Messiah came, He waited for God’s perfect time to reveal His true identity to the world. When He was crucified for our sins, He waited three days to rise again. When He returned to heaven, His followers waited in an upper room for His promised gift. Today, His followers wait for the fulfillment of His promises – for the moment we see Him face to face, the moment He wipes away every tear and heals every hurt, once and for all.
Advent is a time of waiting. It’s a time to remember that God’s time isn’t our time, because His time is perfect. His plans and His gifts are worth the wait.
Guest Post By
Amanda Holland is a working mom and pastor’s wife by day, writer by night (and weekends and lunch breaks). She lives in Texas with her husband, two boys, and a Yorkie. She loves to read, and in her spare time she enjoys knitting, cooking, riding motorcycles with her husband, and getting lost in a good book. She has been a guest blogger for Inspired to Action, Million Praying Women, and The MOB Society, and her fiction has appeared in Splickety Love and Splickety Prime magazines. You can find her at http://amandahollandwriter.wordpress.com and on Instagram @amanda_m_holland.