I was several states away on the day my nephew was to be born, and I don’t think I put my phone down all day. I eagerly anticipated the ring announcing his birth, but every update seemed to indicate one thing: more waiting.
After a day of staring at my phone, I decided to go to an evening Mass at a local parish. As I sat down in a pew, I got the long-awaited text. My very first nephew had entered the world, and mother and baby were both perfectly healthy. Immediately, I wanted to celebrate and call everyone I knew, but Mass was about to start, so I reluctantly silenced my phone and reached for the kneeler.
I had spent the whole day anticipating the miracle of a new life, and my anticipation led me to a quiet Mass where I had no choice but to simply thank God for His generosity. It wasn’t possible for me to be with my family for this incredible occasion, so the Lord invited me to His house. I wept through the Mass and thanked God for all the waiting and for allowing me to pour out my gratitude in His presence.
The sixty minutes I spent in Mass that night is incomparable to the witness of Zechariah and Elizabeth in today’s Gospel (Luke 1:5-25), but God’s faithfulness is the same. The Gospel testifies that His faithfulness is not confined to our own measures and more often than not, it will exceed our expectations.
I can imagine there were instances where Zechariah and Elizabeth grew impatient while waiting on the Lord, but that didn’t prevent Him from fulfilling His promise. He was working in their waiting. And He is working in ours, too.God’s faithfulness is the same. // Kelsey Dassance Click To Tweet