Are you waiting in anticipation for Christ's return?
My husband will be leaving tomorrow. Honestly, I’m looking forward to it.
Don’t tell him, he might not understand. I like it when he's gone for a few days. Don’t get me wrong, I will miss him, but the anticipation of his return excites me. As soon as he leaves I’m making plans for his return.
I get busy.
The overflowing closets are cleaned. The garage reorganized. The kitchen cupboards rearranged. I buy him something special. What book would he like? I ask my neighbor to help me move the furniture around. I will buy him a good rib eye for his welcome back dinner.
I wait in anticipation for his return.
When he comes home. I’ll hear his car drive up. I’ll run out and give him a nice long kiss. I will listen intently to his stories. I'll show him around the house – he will see what I’ve done. I will look closely at his face for his approval. Is that a smile on his face and love in his eyes? We will laugh and talk about everything. Eventually we will go out on the lanai, enjoy the Florida breeze and he will get the best meal he’s had in weeks. In the evening we’ll sit and watch our favorite shows and then at bedtime I will feel the warmth of his body next to me. He is safe. I am safe in his arms. It is well with my world, my husband is back.
Funny, I get it now. I understand the parable of the waiting virgins and the one about the talents. It's not about the oil or even the talent, it's about the anticipation.
The wise virgins understood this. They were filled with anticipation. I can almost see the wise virgins lifting their lamps to His face when He comes for them - the face of their Bridegroom. He will give them a smile of approval. The wise virgins will then skip behind Him delightfully as He leads them to the wedding hall. The foolish virgins missed it. They thought, “Surely, the Bridegroom will hurry since I am waiting. So I don’t need to carry extra oil.” They never understood the value of anticipation. They didn't know Him. They didn't know it was about love.
The men with the talents understood it. Anticipation motivated them to increase their talents. They could almost see His face when He was given the profit. They could nearly hear the jingling of the coins in His hands. The one who buried his talent missed it. He didn’t know the Master. He didn’t know the power of anticipation.
Today, I wait in anticipation for Jesus' return. These earthly glimpses I get in the Secret Place are just enough to make me delightful in the waiting. He is coming soon, very soon.
Will I be able to contain myself when I hear Him coming? I don’t think so. Watch me run and give him a big hug and kiss. I will cup His face in my hands, look in HIs eyes and cry with delight. I will not be empty handed. I will say, “Look Lord! Look what I have for You!” He will laugh at me with equal joy and as He takes my hand to lead me home I will hear Him whisper in my ear, “Well done, my beloved, well done. Now come and see what I’ve prepared for you.”
It was worth the wait. My anticipation fulfilled. It’s not about me – it's about love.
“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I a going there to prepare a place for you: And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am.” John 14:1-4