My precious friend, Leanne, welcomed her sixth little one into the world the third day into spring and she is a precious Joy (surprise, Leanne!). I have a few more friends that have been waiting this spring; waiting for an “expected one.” Right around this time, four years ago, our long wait for little Esther was complete . . . and our lives have never been the same!
Now, we are waiting for our newest, who isn’t due until the fall. We know the baby is coming, and the arrival is growing closer with each passing day. But for a mom, the wait can seem longer than the allotted days on the calendar.
An expectant mother waits for the “fullness of time;” the completed gestation of the little one she carries. Although nine months seems a long time when the babe grows heavy in the womb, it is really a short season, just enough time to prepare the basics.
Waiting seems a pattern that God likes to use in our lives. It’s an instructive discipline. God’s people waited. They grew weary in their waiting, but their “expected One” would come in God’s perfect timing.
[box]But when the fullness of the time came, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the Law, so that He might redeem those who were under the Law, that we might receive the adoption as sons. Galatians 4:4-5[/box]
Four thousand long years of darkness, while humanity waited, held in bondage under the weight of the fall, subjected to the tyranny of the evil one’s reign, all of creation was waiting. Waiting for the Redeemer, the Savior, the Deliverer to appear. God had not forgotten His covenant. He had not forsaken His own. God waited as well.
He waited as time ripened, matured, and in the fullness of time, on the night appointed, the Son entered our world as a babe.
Some may have given up hope, turned their hearts away with impatience, others grew cold and cynical—convinced the Promised One must’ve only been a child’s hope, only a fleeting dream, the wait had grown so long.
But they were wrong. He knew He would come. He waited for the perfect time to come.
And in the fullness of time, eternal God invaded time.
At the height of the Roman Empire the King of Kings quietly arrived without public fanfare or celebration. He came when all was set. At no other time in history were all conditions in place. Rome’s unparalleled network of roads, dominance in cultural progress, establishment of Greek as a common language, and a government sympathetic to the Jewish religious leaders, all contributed to the time’s fullness for the God-Man. Most importantly, this was the time when Rome had perfected their common form of capital punishment: the cross.
Our Lord chose to step into time at a point in history when He would endure the most painful form of execution known to man.
[box]Now My soul has become troubled; and what shall I say, ‘Father, save Me from this hour’? But for this purpose I came to this hour. ‘Father, glorify Your name.’ Then a voice came out of heaven: ‘I have both glorified it, and will glorify it again.’ So the crowd of people who stood by and heard it were saying that it had thundered; others were saying, ‘An angel has spoken to Him.’
Jesus answered and said, ‘This voice has not come for My sake, but for your sakes. Now judgment is upon this world; now the ruler of this world will be cast out.
And I, if I am lifted up from the earth, will draw all men to Myself.’ But He was saying this to indicate the kind of death by which He was to die. (John 12:27-33).[/box]
You may have been long waiting for God to answer a prayer, to work, to bring deliverance. Although you may feel He’s no longer listening or has forgotten, be assured . . .
He is never late.
He is always at work.
Trust Him to appear in His perfect timing.
He never forsakes His own.