On one occasion, while he was eating with them, he gave them this command:
“Do not leave Jerusalem, but wait for the gift my Father promised,
which you have heard me speak about.” Acts 1:4 NIV
Jesus had returned from the tomb and spent time with the disciples and others. The disciples and a group of over a hundred wanted to know what they should do now. Jesus gave them some strange instructions — wait.
I have often wondered what that must have been like — just waiting in the Upper Room. What was it like to wait in anticipation for something you know nothing about. What did they do? What did they talk about? Did they have any idea what they were waiting for? Were they anxious? Nervous?
I can relate to those feeling even more today. As I write, I sit here at the Indy Airport waiting to board a plane to go to Israel.
Waiting. Wondering. Anxious.
We talk nervously. We eat lunch. We wonder about all that we will see and all that we will do. We make small talk.
Perhaps we are not that different from those disciples of old that were waiting for what we know was the movement of the Holy Spirit. A movement that brought them understanding of all that Jesus taught them.
I can’t wait to share with you all that we will see and experience.
But that will have to wait.
There we go again … waiting … anticipating.
If you want, pull up a chair … and wait with us.
It won’t be too long … Look the next line is only a seven minute wait …