O Adonai and ruler of the house of Israel, who appeared to Moses in the burning bush and gave him the Law on Sinai; Come with an outstretched arm and redeem us.
Wait till your father gets home! It’s not something you hear much anymore, unless maybe in a joke. Our household is not exactly old-fashioned, but I know for a fact that my children have heard those words on more than a couple of occasions. The best part is, however, that it’s not always for the reason you might think.
Sure there are times when one of my first duties upon arriving home from the office is to go to one of the bedrooms and have a discussion with one of my children about some poorly thought out choice or two they may have made that day. It usually means backing up what they have already been told by their mother, and laying down the rules for what will or won’t be acceptable now that our lesson is learned. It is not the favourite part of my role as a Dad, but one that is necessary from time to time.
But at other times the “wait till your father gets home” is a much more enjoyable experience for dad and kids alike. On these occasions it usually has something to do with a game, a treat, or an episode of some old sci-fi show or animated series. You know, the kinds of things mothers don’t appreciate or look forward to as much as dads do. The conversations and time spent then are some of my most loved and cherished.
But whether the arms are folded firmly across my chest or wrapped lovingly across their shoulders, I am their Dad and I can’t wait to get home.
And that’s what Jesus, the one who’s coming, is like for us. Wait till He gets here! Adonai – the Lord, the master, the guy in charge. When He’s home you’ll know it. Sometimes it is a burning bush for one, and sometimes it is smoke and fire engulfing a mountain in front of everyone. Once it was as a baby in a stable, tiny arms wrapped tightly by his sides. But each and every time He appears it is out of love for we His children. A Love to call us out of slavery and death to His side in life. A Love to lay down the Law that will guide us and protect us from our own poor choices. A Love to stretch out His arms from the manger – all the way to the cross – and redeem us.
O come, O come Thou Lord of might, Who to Thy tribes on Sinai’s height In ancient times didst give the Law In cloud and majesty and awe. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel!