"That Day". When I think of how the ancient Israelites spent their evenings, I often wonder if they spent at least a portion of this time, sitting around a campfire, talking about "That Day". Or how often the boys and girls would sit quietly in their tents whispering amongst themselves about "That Day". Old leathered men slowly stroking their beards wondering if "That Day" would come before their own days would end.
For generation upon generation the Hebrews had been waiting for "That Day" the blessed day when he would come! The Anointed One.....the Messiah......the Christ. Because on "That Day", the I Am's saving presence would come in person as the One who was special, who was anointed. The One who would save. The One who would heal. They waited for the promised Messiah, as their language spoke it.
They knew he would come. The only question was when. Through beatings and slavery they waited. In prison camps far from their destroyed homes they waited. Even in times of prosperity, they waited with great anticipation for God to fulfill his promise of a Savior......a King!
Then one day in a dirty barn he came. The story that God had been writing for 40+ generations was complete. The intricate prophecies that had been passed down from generation to generation were exactly fulfilled. The Messiah had finally come! It was just as it had always been promised.
For the last 2 weeks, we have been looking at the story, of and promise of, Jesus as expressed in the Old Testament. Join us this week, as we continue to look for glimpses of Jesus in the Old Testament. This week, we will look at the identity of Jesus. Who was this baby, who would grow up to be a carpenter from an insignificant gentile community called Nazareth? Could he really be the Son of God? What does the Old Testament reveal about his true identity?
DON'T FORGET TO TURN BACK YOUR CLOCKS BEFORE YOU GO TO BED ON SATURDAY NIGHT!
See you Sunday.