Twenty-six posts in a row on Christmas, plus one as a wrap-up.
A whole series with its own name, From Thanks 2 Giving.
Topics ranging from meanderings on theology of Christmas to events from childhood to quotes from Christmas passages in movies or books.
And no special series for Easter. No special posts.
Just quiet. Waiting.
Christmas was about anticipating. A busy kind of waiting. Bustling and cooking and planning and decorating. You know what you're waiting for. You know what will happen when the weary young couple gets to the inn door. You know what's coming when the shepherds are arrested by a bright light. You can recite the words along with the Christmas Eve service reader when he gets to the part where Mary lays the baby Jesus in the manger. The past month has been spent in a blur, but when this moment arrives, you know what the season is all about.
Easter, though. Easter has this pause. This measure of rest. From Friday to Sunday. Saturday is waiting. Saturday is what thousands of years and hundreds of generations of faithful did, living, believing, trusting, sacrificing, waiting for the Messiah. Believing God by making acceptable sacrifices. Trusting by drawing near to Him. Showing faithfulness in journeying to new lands. Demonstrating belief in the promises by burying the bones of their fathers and mothers in Canaan. Obeying God and trusting that He can bring the dead back to life when He says to take up the child and go to Mount Moriah. Knowing that prayers for opened wombs and the survival of a remnant will be heard because the promises must continue with the lifeblood of the line. Believing that the King has a plan to redeem His people. Focusing on the head of the serpent placed high upon a pole with confidence that the Healer can use whatever methods He chooses to rescue a feckless and wandering nation of quibblers and rejects.
These all died in faith, not having received the things promised, but having seen them and greeted them from afar, and having acknowledged that they were strangers and exiles on the earth. For people who speak thus make it clear that they are seeking a homeland. If they had been thinking of that land from which they had gone out, they would have had opportunity to return. But as it is, they desire a better country, that is, a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared for them a city. (Hebrews 11:13-16 ESV)
How can He prepare for them a City if they are not able to enter it? Because He is able on our behalf.
God had provided something better for us, that apart from us they should not be made perfect. (Hebrews 11:40 ESV).
Easter Sunday is about the Better that has come! Saturday deserves thoughtfulness, consideration, reflection on those who have gone before, whom "apart from us they should not be made perfect," who believed in the Hope that was to come, who believed that the Messiah would not only come, but would live a perfect righteousness, and conquer death with perfect death. And rise again.
With victory over the grave.
Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God. (Hebrews 12:1-2 ESV)
So Saturday, I wait. And tune my vocal chords. Ready to shout, ready to sing.
Laura Miller aka mrsdkmiller
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Her March Isn't Over
Across the River
When God Pries My Fingers Off My Children
Life's Defining Moments
To the Christian Wife Who Berated Her Husband in Front of My Daughter
Zeal and Grace in France
An Unconventional Love Story
Seeing What's in Front of Our Eyes
Remembering Why I Called You Hannah
Love Your Sister.
Because He Came Home
Go Valiantly! A Prayer for New Homeschooling Moms
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