Preaching is a pretty amazing thing. The way God uses His Word with the preacher’s words rushing forward on the Spirit’s power to penetrate the souls of men. I’m never really sure what that penetrating looks like in the lives of those I’m preaching to, it’s always different, but I do know what it looks like in my life. The message lingers with me, seeks me out, even haunts me at times (which is kinda weird when you’re the one who preached it). I’ve been haunted by the 1st Advent message of a week ago – Effective Anticipation. At the end of the morning, I thought to myself, “well, it wasn’t one of my best sermons … ” Funny how that matters little when the Spirit wants to push it deeper into my soul. I’ve heard my words echo back to me, “Do you think things just go on as usual? Nothing really changes that much, or do you live in the place of Expectation, waking up eager for God to do something?” I’m too often guilty of thinking things will just go forward as usual, or move as we work hard at them, but to believe, anticipate, and expect God to show up and transform, well, I don’t always live there … and I really want to! Advent is a season of anticipation … for tomorrow, for December 25th, and for the return of Christ. AND for a God who sill works, still changes people, and still accomplishes some pretty amazing things through pretty ordinary people (e.g. Mary and Joseph). I want the eyes of a child on Christmas morning to be my eyes of faith every morning as I put my hope once again in the God who is there, is alive, and is not distant. Pray it for me church!
Living in the Expectant parking space,