Wrapping up 2Peter 3 this morning. And if there’s anything to take away from this passage, it’s that we should be waiting.
Since all these things are thus to be dissolved, what sort of people ought you to be in lives of holiness and godliness, waiting for and hastening the coming of the day of God, because of which the heavens will be set on fire and dissolved, and the heavenly bodies will melt as they burn! But according to His promise we are waiting for new heavens and a new earth in which righteousness dwells. Therefore, beloved, since you are waiting for these, be diligent to be found by Him without spot or blemish, and at peace.
(2Peter 3:11-14 ESV)
Waiting, waiting, waiting. It’s repetition peels as a great bell; Bong, Bong, Bong.
If Jesus is coming again — and He is — we should be waiting.
Not passively waiting, as if we’ve taken our number and then scroll through our phones while we wait in line for someone to call us up next. Not skeptically waiting, as in “I’ll wait and see” if what the Word says is gonna happen will in fact happen. But expectantly waiting. Like a kid waits for Christmas morning. Counting down the days. Watching for every change around the house that says the morning is getting nearer. Aware of every gift that mysteriously shows up under the tree as an indicator it’s gonna be soon. Leaning in. Watching and waiting in eager anticipation.
Waiting that spurs into action rather than lulls into complacency.
Waiting with confidence that what has been promised is nigh to being presented.
Waiting that impacts how we think, how we chose to live, and how we want to be found on that day when we stand before Jesus.
Patiently waiting? Yes. But also purposefully waiting.
Peter says, “The day of the Lord will come” (3:10).
I can’t wait!
But I will.
By His grace. For His glory.