...all our pleasant places have become ruins...so says the
prophet Isaiah in 64:11. It is not simply a call to acknowledge the
sorry state of affairs in the broken and fallen reality of what once
was. It is also a call to see in the ruins the former beauty and the
present promise of the restoration at the hands of God. The nature of
Advent's call to survey the ruins of our fallen lives is not the lament
of the hopeless but the sight of the faithful who see in those very
ruins the pattern of what was and what will be again by God's gracious
intervention.
Repentance in Advent does not end with the lament of the ruins of our
lost lives, the mountains of our sin, and our inability to correct the
sinful desire of our hearts. No, indeed. The ruins are ruins, to be
sure, but they are the visible pointers not only to what was lost but
also to what Christ has come to restore.
Walking in the ruins of once noble buildings we are left with two
choices. We can lament their state and grieve over their loss. But
that is not all we can do. We can imagine their glory within the
limitations of human frailty and be encouraged even by those ruins. So
it is with repentance. We survey the ruins of our lost lives and our
world of darkness and death but we can also be encouraged by the promise
of Christ and the restoration of what these images point to. Ours is
not the lament of a people who have no hope. Ours is the repentant
heart of a people who see in the images of our fallenness also the
promise of what is to come. What we lost because of Eden's rebellion
will be restored to us in Christ. What was stolen to us by death (the
unknown consequence of that rebellion), Christ has come to replace, but
with a twist. Death will no longer threaten us and that which Christ
restores will no longer live in tension with the potential for its loss.
Faith trusts not in what is seen but the unseen. This is not only the
hiddenness of God but the promise of what will be. Faith affirms that
despite what we see in the ruins of our world and our lives, God is
trustworthy. He is even now at work in the midst of the broken nature
of our lives and our world. So the Advent cry is not only to look
around but to look up, not only to shed the tears of regret that
accompany honest repentance, but to weep with joy at the God who gives
back what was lost and more.
Advent seamlessly gives way to Christmas when in the midst of the ruins
hope is born. A child's cry stirs the night. Angel voices and shepherd
eyes behold the promise of our tomorrow right in the ruins of the
present day. The shape of our redemption is flesh and blood of the God
who has kept His promise and become His people's shepherd and savior.
Christmas seamlessly gives way to Lent and Easter as the promise
unfolds. In the ruins of defeat and suffering, crucifixion and death,
God has hidden our hope -- the dawn of the new day of salvation. Easter
confirms that the dead lives so that the dying may live through Him.
And all of this seamlessly unfolds into the waiting of a world living in
the in-between of the promise and its unfolding end. All along the way
the Church speaks with the voice of faith. Maranatha. Come, Lord
Jesus!
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