Anticipation

Oh the anticipation I was feeling 2 years ago. Just seeing the packed hospital bag sit there for a couple weeks was enough to put a little extra pep in my step.  Well, as much pep as physically possible being hugely pregnant.  

I was flooded with emotions.

Scared about pushing out a baby.  Eager to meet him.  Sad that my days with just my handsome groom were ending.  Nervous whether I was cut out for motherhood.  Excited to love and kiss my son. 

I was exploding with anticipation!   And then at 3:28pm the next day, this adorable little boy with a full head of hair was placed in my arms.  I remember looking down at his precious face and thanking Jesus for letting me be his Mommy.

The anticipation I felt the night before his birth did not do justice for the true joy he has brought in to our lives every day since then. 

For 9 months, I felt this little baby move inside of me.  I would talk to him, sing to him, and loved him already.  But then I got to meet him.  I held Silas and said, “It was you in there that whole time”. 

I believe the same will happen one day when as Christians, we get to meet our Lord and Savior.  No amount of anticipation will do justice.  If we think we love Him now, it will be magnified beyond comprehension when we get to see Him face to face!  

Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus.

Lord, help me to long for the day when we get to meet.  Help me to prepare earnestly and be a light for you.  Forgive me when fail.  I fail so often.  I want to know you in such a way that I can’t help but dwell on the day when your Glory is fully shown.  You are sovereign.  Help me to do your will. Thank you for blessing me in ways I don’t deserve.  I love you so much.