The Spirit of Things Yet to Come

I would like to get hold of that Ghost of Christmas Past.

Take me back there, I would implore, when the bell tolls one. For that hour, let me be a child again. Let me burst into the house, throw down my schoolbooks, and begin Christmas vacation with a fistful of those cookies I didn’t have to bake. Let the decorations magically appear, as it seems they did then; let the present pile up under the tree at an exhilarating rate without any shopping required on my part. Let me once again sit shivering in the car with my sisters, watching the letters of the store sign flash on and off, Z-A-Y-R-E (were we shivering because it was cold, or because our parents were inside doing some serious purchasing ?). All expectancy and little effort, that was Christmas Past. It’s certainly not Christmas Present!

In fact, expectancy of any kind seems to be under attack. Our material possessions fail (note the string of lights that went dark on that pre-lit tree). Our bodies wear out (note the shortness of breath as you dragged home the perfect Fraser Fir to replace it). Our hearts grow weary (so you collapsed in a nearby chair and dreamed of that glowing and carefree Christmas Past).

Spiritually, too, we can lose our awe of God and passionate devotion to Him. As Gordon Jensen expressed in his song, “Bring Back the New Again,” we plead to be restored to our former “best” condition:

How did I miss the goal?
When did I lose the glow?
And where did the wonder go?
Bring back the new again.

But I heard the choir Sunday, and I sang with them that powerful song, “Jesus Saves”:

Freedom's calling, chains are falling,
Hope is dawning bright and true;
Day is breaking, night is quaking,
God is making all things new…

The apostle John confirmed this: “Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away… I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God… He who was seated on the throne said, ‘I am making everything new!” (Rev. 21:1-5 NIV).

In the midst of all the deterioration and decay around us, God is making all things new. Everything we give Him, He’s transforming, whether old, broken-down dreams or jaded hearts or worn-out bodies. No temporary fix, not even a restoration job. New. A new body. A new reality. A new life. That’s what lies ahead for you and me.

In the light of that truth, forget the Ghost of Christmas Past. I want to kneel instead before the Lord of Christmas Future. To open my heart – with expectancy - to the Spirit of Things Yet to Come. To worship the God Who is making all things new.