The Fruitlessness Of Our Expectation

Behold, the virgin shall be with child, and bear a Son, and they shall call His name Immanuel,” which is translated, “God with us.” Matthew 1:23

It's a lovely day on the New Earth as your party reaches the great city of the Lord, Jerusalem. Coming in through the gate made of a single pearl, all of you pass a gathering in a small coffee shop of what look like cleaning persons with brooms and dustbins. Can there be dust in the city with the streets of gold? You begin the climb to the top to present yourselves to the King of kings in the great palace far above. After weeks of climbing, you arrive exhausted before the throne to find King David there. One of you dares to ask the great king where in the world Jesus might be after that lengthy climb. David tells that he would gladly give up the throne to Jesus, but that our Lord doesn't go in much for the celebrity king sort of thing, and that you are more likely to find Him in a coffee shop on the first level gathering with the working folks He loves. The fruitlessness of your expectation comes home to you at that moment.

After that great victory of His at the end with His white horse and all, we might kind of expect Jesus to be forever the superest of superhumans on a high and mighty throne. Will that be the case though? Is there a fruitless expectation rolling about the deck of our little ship like a loose cannonball? Will He be known as Immanuel - God with us - or by some name that means God way over the top of us?

When we believed we gained a very personal Savior... who also happens to be the King of kings,

Bucky