And when Elizabeth heard the greeting of Mary, the baby leaped in her womb. (Luke 1:41 ESV)
Christmas Eve and Hope
I might like Christmas Even a tiny bit more than Christmas. I have almost never had a bad Christmas Day, and so Christmas Eve is one of those times that I have great confidence that the next day will be grand.
Looking ahead to something wonderful has its own wonder.
Looking ahead to the fulfilment of a promise it is own fulfilment.
Looking ahead to tomorrow is at least as joyful as the actual tomorrow.
Christmas Eve is a time of hope.
Baby John knew it. Even before he was born.
Children know it, nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of sugar-plums dance in their heads.
For us, after the incarnation, we still find hope… hope of the end of sin and sin’s effects… hope of heaven… hope of the full establishment of our King’s Kingdom.
All because the baby King was born.
Take the hope God grants us.