Week 2: Day 2

Scripture: John 1:1-4

Since the beginning, there has only been one story... The great rescue of the father, told since the beginning of time, began in the Garden. We fell and experienced the Great sadness and

separation that declared need of our rescue. For hundreds of years, the Lord declared his promise: in the wind and the waves, on the tongues of the prophets and in the belly of a whale, in covenants, on mountaintops, in the colors of a rainbow and the slinging of a stone. Over and over and over again the story was told. Until it was quiet. And in the silence, earth held its breath and waited.

For 400 years the people of Israel wandered in the desert and waited. They committed themselves to the Law, constantly aware that they

would never measure up. They relished the words of the prophets, clinging to the promise of a rescue. They tried to grasp the voice of their maker but the silence was deafening. As the years passed and new generations were born, the promises became harder to hear and even silly to believe. But still, in the deathly quiet, they waited.

And then, after 400 years of total silence, the word came.

Jesus. The word that broke the silence and it began the story. The story that breaks through the quiet and breathes life into our dead and dark places. The story of hope and the story of rescue. The story that is worth waiting for, even when it feels like forever.

The story always comes…

Prayer: 

In a world of created changeable things, Christ and his Word alone remain unshaken. O to forsake all creatures, to rest as a stone on him the foundation, to abide in him, be borne up by him! For all my mercies come through Christ, who has designed, purchased, promised them. How sweet it is to be near him, the Lamb. O thou who has the hearts of all men in thine hand, from my heart according to the Word, according to the image of thy Son, so shall Christ the Word, and his Word, be my strength and comfort.

Amen. (adapted from “Christ the Word”, Valley of Vision.)