“He will swallow up death forever. The Sovereign Lord will wipe away the tears from all faces...”
So often, I spend Advent looking back at what Jesus has done... how He wrapped Himself in flesh to enter our broken world so that He could be broken for us, and we could be made whole. It is a beautiful story to remember and to tell over and over again, but this is the first Advent that I’ve thought about the waiting season we are currently in now, waiting for Jesus to come again.
There will be a day when He will make everything new, when He will wipe away the tears from all faces, and on days when I look at the world and see so much sorrow and suffering and injustice, my heart longs for Him to return.
And this is the beauty of what we celebrate at Christmas. We can know, whatever sorrow we are facing isn’t the end of the story, because He will come again to make all things right.
I read this by Richard Rohr the other day and just loved it: “ ‘Come, Lord Jesus,’ is not a cry of desperation, but an assured shout of cosmic hope.” Grateful for this truth and this hope today.
Come, Lord Jesus!