This advent, I'm struck once again with the concept of waiting...we find it all over the stories in the Bible. But do we really know it, live it, see the blessing in it? What do we miss when we miss the waiting?
I'm trying to be intentional this advent season...as I wait for Christ and Christmas to remind me once again of His amazing story and grace...to reflect on the stories of waiting. Do you know the story of Isaac? The one whom Abraham and Sarah waited for as an answer to a promise. Sarah laughed when she found out that she would carry this child...perhaps she laughed in disbelief, or perhaps she laughed at the wonder and mysteriousness of God.
Do you think that God laughed too as He delighted in their surprise,
in their amazement?
That child, named Isaac...that name, means laughter. My mind imagines a house of deep joy and laughter of this gift given after much waiting.
That child, now asked to be the sacrifice. I wonder if Abraham was struck by the laughter of a little boy, whose name is laughter, as he led him to the place he knew would be a place void of any kind of laughter...to the place of sacrifice.
But God provided a better sacrifice, and, can you hear it?
Laughter. Joy in a gift given freely, in a little boy, whose name is laughter.
Do you think God laughed, deep joy laughed,
as He watched them celebrate?
Do you think that Isaac looked back, many years later
and laughed with amazement at his story?
Can you imagine a season marked by laughter,
deep joy laughter,
at the grace gift freely given?
That's the season I want. To live a story of waiting,
knowing that the place of sacrifice brings a celebration and laughter,
deep joy laughter.
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