Before and After

Before

Every day was an expectation,

trying to imagine the promises fulfilled.

Hanging on to hope, barely trusting God,

running to comforts and idols, anything.

Reading and re-reading the Scriptures

anticipating, waiting, watching,

 for any sign of the One.

He was meant to come soon

but how long must they wait?

Hundreds of years of silence 

stretching into forever?

He would arise and save them

from their state of sin

but when?

After

He arose! 

From the grave, defeating Death

He, the Son of God, had come!

Rejoice, all the Earth!

Sing out his praises!

The Promised One 

The Sacrificial Lamb 

The Lord Jesus Christ

For He vanquished sin

Raise your voices in jubilee!

He lived a miracle-filled life,

a Scripture-fulfilling life,

 and then He, our Beloved Savior,

died.

On a tree, alone,

forsaken.

Three days, of waiting,

His children left to hope once more,

until He conquered the grave,

ascending to His throne in Heaven.

…

He left, but he will return.

His dear, adopted, wayward children,

those who believe in Him.

Someday, they too, will arise.