The Promise of Things to Come

 

By Andrea Merrell

Behold, I am coming quickly. 

Revelation 22:12

It’s a gloomy day in February. As I sit here staring out the window at the wet, brown grass and the bare limbs swaying in the cold breeze, I think about what led up to this moment.

The colors of fall were spectacular and the weather perfect for being outdoors to enjoy God’s glorious creation. Those days led into the Thanksgiving holiday where we stuffed our bellies and spent time with friends and family.

Anticipation built as we looked forward to Christmas. Music filled the air, tree lots popped up on seemingly every corner, and colorful lights could be seen everywhere. It was a wonderful, magical time that filled our hearts with joy.

Then came a brand new year. We celebrated, packed up the Christmas decorations, went back to work, and settled into our ho-hum days. Back to reality. Business as usual.

When Jesus breathed His last breath on the cross, the people thought it was over. He had healed the sick and raised the dead. He fed multitudes of people with a young boy’s lunch. He made a triumphal entry into Jerusalem surrounded by shouts of praise and adoration. He did miracle after miracle and made promises of things to come. 

Then He was gone. 

A day of great sadness for those closest to Him, they went back to reality. Business as usual.

But three days later, He fulfilled the greatest of those promises by stepping out of the grave. Now He’s seated at the right hand of the Father, waiting to call us home for all eternity.

When the music fades, the lights go out, and the bright colors disappear, it’s easy to lose heart on gloomy days. But those days are only a promise of things to come. Spring is coming soon … and so is Jesus. 

Are you ready?

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