By Chaplain (Capt.) Matthew Ailstock
Special to GUIDON
“The anticipation is killing me.”
Those words slipped out of my mouth at the same moment I realized I had lost all feeling in my hand; it went numb from the death grip that my wife had on it as she began to push for the third straight day.
Not only was this our first child, we also didn’t know whether we were having a boy or a girl.
So, not only were we eagerly anticipating the arrival of our first baby, we were eagerly anticipating the arrival of our first baby boy or baby girl.
After three days of hard labor, our baby girl had finally arrived. I will never forget the anticipation and pride that swelled up within my heart as I made that walk down the hallway to announce the birth of our baby girl.
Think with me, if you would, to a time in your life of great anticipation. A time in your life that was filled with great hope.
Now, imagine with me having to feel that for more than 400 years. You see, this was the amount of time that had lapsed from the conclusion of the Old Testament to the New Testament.
For 400 years, it appeared that God was silent.
Had he forgotten about his people? Had he forgotten about his promises?
The people of God had been waiting, in anticipation, with great hope that God would soon send the one to finally fulfill his promise to them.
On this coming Sunday, December 1, the first Sunday of Advent, we celebrate the truth that God has not forgotten about his people, and that he has not forgotten about you.
God has remembered his promises, and he has fulfilled all of those promises in the sending of his son, Jesus.
And so, as we begin this Advent season, let us rejoice that God has heard the anticipation of our hearts.
Let us rejoice together in this truth, that the Christ has come.
Let us rejoice that the one “who takes away the sins of the world,” (John 1:29) has come to us and has redeemed us.
(Editor’s note: Ailstock is the General Leonard Wood Army Community Hospital chaplain.)