For those of us lucky enough to have a Christmas tree when we were younger, and presents under it to boot, you'll be familiar with that feeling. Waking up on Christmas morning, with all the promise of unopened delights waiting for you downstairs. You spend some time thinking about what you'll be getting. Would it be the toy you've been pining for since the beginning of the year, or would it turn out to be something else equally as exciting? (If it were me at this point, I'd be wanting something from the transformers line!)
Today, a random comment in church went: The word 'hope' brings to mind children waking up on Christmas morning.
That feeling...of knowing there'll be something waiting for you. You're not quite sure what it'll turn out to be, but that it'll be great nonetheless, because your parents only want you to have the best. It may not be what you longed for, but something totally new and different instead. But you know its there, just waiting for you to take it, unwrap and enjoy it.
"Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see." Heb 11:1
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