The birth of Jesus ben Joseph haunted those who knew his true identity. The sixth in a series of six meditations. Special thanks to my wife, Renée, for writing this one.
Simeon and Anna were quite elderly, but they certainly weren’t waiting around to die. Instead, every day they woke up with the expectation that today could be the day they’d dreamed about for decades.
Simeon had the Lord’s promise that he would not die until he saw the Lord’s Messiah. Anna had no such guarantee but, like many others, she knew the time of the Messiah’s coming was near (Daniel 9:20-25a). While they waited, they lived righteous and devout lives, walking with God in obedience and worshiping him with all their hearts.
When Mary and Joseph entered the Temple one morning with baby Jesus cradled in their arms, they looked like any other devout couple fulfilling their duty to God. But to an old man and an old woman, both led by the Holy Spirit, they stood out like a beacon. The small child and his parents were welcomed to God’s house as no family had ever been greeted before.
Like Simeon and Anna, you and I can wake up each day looking forward to the promise of Jesus’ coming—again (Titus 2:11-14; 1 Peter 1:3-13). But unlike them, we don’t know when.
We very well may not see Jesus Christ’s return in our lifetime.
It’s so hard to wait.