Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, and the ears of the deaf unstopped; then the lame shall leap like a deer, and the tongue of the speechless sing for joy. For waters shall break forth in the wilderness, and streams in the desert; the burning sand shall become a pool, and the thirsty ground springs of water; the haunt of jackals shall become a swamp, the grass shall become reeds and rushes. Isaiah 35:5-7
I can think of at least six ways we can interpret the scripture above.
- Yeah, I can’t wait!
- It’s some kind of metaphorical talk
- I just don’t see how we can pull it off
- How unrealistic
- I’m busy
Which do you identify with most closely?
This waiting time before Christmas is a time of hope. Not optimism; hope. Hope allows the current day to blossom because we know for sure what tomorrow holds. Hope is about what God will do/is doing. Optimism holds no such certainty.
One day, a day will come unlike today. One day, there will be a world without pain or suffering or turmoil or death. One day, even we will be made new.
Today, I will live fully because tomorrow is in God’s hands.