(This morning I found myself reading, reflecting and praying through Acts chapter one. The following are some thoughts that are challenging me from the text)
Jesus told the early disciples to “wait” for “the promise of the Father.” (Acts 1:4)
This wasn’t some hopeless waiting, for they had seen the Son risen with many “convincing proofs.” Now, the reality of what they had observed was about to take residence within - and permeate their whole being and existence. What a stark difference this was to be than the disciples perspective just a few weeks earlier as they walked on the road to Emmaus saying, “but we were hoping...”
- How often do I lived with hopeful expectancy?
- Have I lost the posture of perpetual waiting on the Promise of the Father?
- Have I become cordial in my asking and domesticated in my longings?
They demonstrate extravagant expectancy in their question to him, “Lord, is this the time when you will restore the kingdom to Israel?” (Acts 1:6) Misguided as this question and image of restoration may have initially been, it nonetheless, illustrates great faith and expectancy that things could actually begin to change here and now.
How often, we look at the world around us and the situations thereof, only to cast off restraint out of pessimistic doubt that the world could actually be changed. As the song goes, we’re just waiting on the world to change, but by the hands of someone else, for it seems out of our own grasp. But, the disciples believed that if the Lord could conquer death, surely He could also conquer the living.
- Have I lost the art of asking big, praying large with extravagant expectancy?