Samuel was ministering before the LORD, a boy clothed with a linen ephod. And his mother used to make for him a little robe and take it to him each year when she went up with her husband to offer the yearly sacrifice. 1 Samuel 2:18-19
The final day of 2020 brings with it all manner of ill news to report, but I'm so tired of ill news (Yes, especially my own.) that I want to write about something cute. And cute little Samuel must have been each year in his new robe lovingly made by his mother. We long to see the boys and girls dressed up in their new clothing each year, and most parents miss those years when their children were so little and cute. It is such a great event in life that the Bible records Samuel's experience for us just as Israel's great line of kings is beginning.
Have I mentioned this cute scripture before? Have I looked to this new beginning during another illness at the dark time of the year? Yes, it seems that I have, but all the more reason to remember the Lord and those new beginnings! Like many of us, I hate that this joyous time of the year seems to bring illness to households as we are shut up together inside due to the weather. Is it any wonder as we look at this life of illness and pain, especially this past year, that our Lord Jesus gives to each a new robe? It is a great event in the Revelation when the saints under the altar are given their new robes and told to wait just a little longer until their number is fulfilled. Ah, there, the Sun is breaking over the garage. It is a new day in Christ the Lord!
Amen.
Bucky