I should be finishing the last bits of cleaning in my house. My daughter comes in 9 hours.
But I must sit down and write...
Anticipation: the feeling of looking forward, usually excitedly or eagerly, to something that is going to happen
synonyms: expectancy, expectation, eagerness, keenness, hope!
This is a fairly unplanned visit. We worked it out on Wednesday of this last week. By Wednesday night my time (morning hers) it was set. Thursday she had more finals, but I still texted her several times during the day. Can you bring this for ..... and don't forget to .... and......
Saturday morning I waited until what seemed like an eternity to call her to ask her for a particular CD a friend here in Germany would like to have. I think it was something like 9:00 in the USA. When she answered the phone with, "Don't you realize, I'm on vacation?" I laughed. The sleepy talk told me that she had enjoyed her prior evening with friends, but I knew that she wasn't frustrated with me - just aware that I was hyped to have her come. I love my kids for that. I handed the phone to my friend so that she could get the exact CD that was requested and then I talked to her again.
My heart dropped when she quietly said, "Mom, I can't find my passport." Now, understand that my daughter has moved so many times in the last few years I am surprised she can find her head. I know that feeling. My own paripetetic lifestyle has left its imprint for years. But, I didn't completely freak.
God is the finder of lost things. And what a joy to be found!
We prayed to the God of the Universe, the God that cares, the God who is the finder of lost things. Did I know she would find the passport? No, I didn't. But, I prayed and in the midst of the prayer I was so thankful that I knew He knew where the passport was. Whether she found it in time or not - well, it was a point of trusting.
Some might think this trivial. I believe that God cares about even such things as this. He cares about our response to each and every moment of our life.
If you have ever left your family to follow what you believe God is calling you to do. Left them all, and ventured out on your own, to a foriegn country, with a foreign tongue,... and you have the opportunity to spend 7 days with your daughter, whom you have had a total of a few days with in almost a two-year span. It was not trivial. But, I for some odd reason was able to trust that His timing was perfect.
Her brother found the passport and she texted me that it was found. I called her and we shared how thankful we were.
Tonight she texted me to let me know that she was getting on the plane.
Now, I am waiting with great expectation for her arrival. And I thought about how I feel about my expectations of Jesus' return. I am not one that really enjoys studying Revelations. (Don't faint... I am still a missionary) I decided years ago there were so many things that I could not understand about that book, I read it, prayed about it, got the jist, and moved on. He is coming back.
However, in the last few years I have gained a higher sense of expectancy in my spirit. Do I understand Revelations? No. Have I decided to study it? No. But, I am thankful that my sense of expectancy does not create anxiety in me. It simply reminds me that He is always in wonderful fullness - IN HIS TIME.
And because there are lost people in the world, I have a keen desire to share Him. A sense of expectancy for Him to draw them to Him. An eagerness to watch as they 'find' Him. A keenness of His Glory in the moment by moment conversations/prayers/communications. And a HOPE in Jesus Christ - the God that is everywhere and yet in His miraculous way returns!
Anticipation - I'm looking forward to watching God do miraculous things.
I'm looking foward to God...
your mutating missionary.