Another week has come and gone, but as most people would agree, this week’s end is different. Last night as I was riding home, the taxi driver mentioned something I was thinking just earlier that day. The streets were actually quiet.
Yes, there were people milling about yesterday at the shops, but its a different kind of feel than normal. The regular hustle and bustle, the typical rush I associate with town was muted and replaced with this communal sense of excitement and expectation.
There was this Christmas feeling in the air.
This morning I am reminded of Israel’s promise to receive a Messiah.
You see, ensuing the very introduction of sin to the world, God offered humanity the hope of Jesus saying,
“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.” (Genesis 3:15)
Thousands of years before Jesus was miraculously conceived by the Holy Spirit in the womb of the virgin, God extended the hope of His promise. Despite our shortcomings and transgressions, He still presented us with a gift of a future.
Throughout Scripture we see where God speaks to His people, reminding them that although His promise of the Anointed One had not yet be fulfilled, to not lose hope–the Messiah would soon be coming.
When Jacob’s covenant with God is renewed at Bethel in Genesis 35, the Lord tells him in verse 11,
“I am God Almighty; Be fruitful and multiply; A nation and a company of nations shall come from you, And kings shall come forth from you.”
How could Jacob have known then that God in the flesh would come from his lineage? How could Israel have ever imagined that the One who would save the world was a part of his heritage in this life and the one to come?
It was Friday, but Sunday was coming.
This phrase is typically used around Easter when referring to Jesus’ death on the cross and the promise of His resurrection three days later. But I also think this sentiment applies to the ones who come before Jesus.
It was Friday, but Sunday–the day Jesus would be born–was coming. The day the greatest promise ever made by God would be fulfilled and the hope of mankind would be restored in the form of a baby in Bethlehem.
The thread of redemption can be traced from Genesis to Revelation. The hope of Jesus saturates every page of God’s Word. His grace transcends over all our fears and disappointments.
God’s promises are true, friend. If He sent His One and Only Son to die for us, if He promised that the Messiah would come to save His people, you can take that promise to the bank.
God’s Word is true, and He is constant, never changing. What was true yesterday is true today. What God promised on the mountaintop is in progress in the valley.
As our verse of the day Hebrews 11:1 reads, “Faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.”
The people who came before Jesus knew of the promise that a Messiah would come. They may have never seen Jesus in the flesh, but they had faith that God would fulfill His promise to them. They couldn’t see, but they believed.
On this eve of Christmas Eve 2016, let me encourage you to believe on God again. It may seem like you have lived in a perpetual Friday, on the edge of a breakthrough but never quite there. I want to tell you today that God is a God of the Friday and of the Sunday. The promises He has spoken into your life will come to pass. We just need the faith the believe when we can’t see what’s going on.
Because God sees the whole picture while we only see a corner.
“But when the fullness of the time came, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the Law, so that He might redeem those who were under the Law, that we might receive the adoption as sons.
Because you are sons, God has sent forth the Spirit of His Son into our hearts crying, ‘Abba! Father!’ Therefore you are no longer a slave, but a son; and if a son, then an heir through God.” (Galatians 4:4-7)
When the fullness of the time came. God is never early or late. He doesn’t work on our time schedules, but His ways are so much greater and the fulfillment of His anticipated promises greater than we could ever imagine.
Merry Christmas, All!