Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark. ~Rabindranath Tagore
I feel it in the pit of my stomach when I hope something is true, but maybe, just maybe, I got it all wrong.
You get a call from another company about a job, but it’s above your level of expertise. Was it an elbow nudge from God saying Go for it?
You’ve made it through the second month of pregnancy, longer than ever before. You don’t tell anyone the news, but your whole body glows with anticipation. Is this finally the blessing?
The visa you’ve been applying for makes it to the last hurdle. Will you leap over this final obstacle and be a missionary? Is God really going to send you?
The shepherds were out in the field. It was late. It was dark. It was surreal.
An angel appeared and the night was lit bright as day with the glory of the Lord. The angel’s message? “The Messiah has been born.” (Luke 2:9 ff)
The legend. The myth. The anticipation. The excited fear.
The shepherds have just been told that what they have waited for all their lives has just come true.
But can they really trust the messenger? Did they really hear what they thought they heard? They head to Bethlehem to see if these are angels of God or messengers of lies. Were they having hallucinations or were the Heavenly Hallelujahs real?
They don’t say anything until they see for themselves that the baby is in the manger just as they were told. Then their fears are transformed into faith that they just have to share.
“When they had seen him, they spread the word. . .” (Luke 2:17)
Listen to God. Then go check it out. See if what you think he has said is truly for you. And after you kneel at the manger, let your excited fear turn into ecstatic faith.