"I wait for the Lord, my whole being waits, and in His word I put my hope." Psalm 130:5
Insomnia nettled me. The absolute silence at four o'clock in the morning caused me to rise and roam my home. Though we live on a well-traveled road, there wasn't a soul stirring anywhere, neither man nor beast. Not even a leaf. I think I really did hear a pin drop, it was that quiet.
On tiptoe, as I peered out my bathroom window into the dark hush, this verse from the book of Revelation came to mind: "When He opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven for about half and hour." Prior to this future event, when the Lamb of God will open the final seal of judgment which will unleash the wrath of God, there will have been a continuous cacophony of praise and worship in heaven. But, like a calm before a storm, all will wait in silence, a captive audience.
We, also, on this side of heaven are in a period of intense waiting. Even the birds, insects and animals are waiting for their Creator to redeem His creation. All authority, power, honor and dominion has been given to Jesus Christ; what He has ordained to occur no one can alter.
And so we wait...
Like waiting for our order to come at a restaurant. Like waiting for a concert to begin. There is an edge-of-the-seat anticipation that the object of our hope will fulfill our desires. More than a plate of food or a two-hour concert, that for which we hope - that perfect Eden eternity where weariness and frustration are no longer - will be so worth the wait.
"For the creation waits in eager expectation for the children of God to be revealed...the creation itself will be liberated from its bondage to decay and brought into the freedom and glory of the children of God." Romans 8:19, 21
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