“As my health returned, I was able to use my eyes longer. I had been sustaining myself from my Scriptures a verse at a time; now like a starving man I gulped entire Gospels at a reading, seeing whole the magnificent drama of salvation.
And as I did, an incredible thought prickled the back of my neck. Was it possible that this—all of this that seemed so wasteful and so needless—this war, Scheveningen prison, this very cell, none of it was unforeseen or accidental? Could it be part of the pattern first revealed in the Gospels? Hadn’t Jesus—and here my reading became intent indeed—hadn’t Jesus been defeated as utterly and unarguably as our little group and our small plans had been?
But . . . if the Gospels were truly the pattern of God’s activity, then defeat was only the beginning…” (Corrie ten Boom’s memories from solitary confinement, before she was transferred to Ravensbruck concentration camp, 1944; as remembered in The Hiding Place)
All that seemed so wasteful and so needless. All that seemed unforeseen and accidental in the beginning; that seemed so utterly and unarguablely like defeat.
All part of the pattern first revealed in the gospels. All only the beginning:
“For as the lightning flashes in the east and shines to the west, so it will be when the Son of Man comes….However, no one knows the day or hour when these things will happen, not even the angels in heaven or the Son himself. Only the Father knows…So you, too, must keep watch! For you do not know the day or hour of my return…And then at last, the sign that the Son of Man is coming will appear in the heavens…And they will see the Son of Man coming on the clouds of heaven with power and great glory. And he will send out his angels with the mighty blast of a trumpet, and they will gather his chosen ones from all over the world—from the farthest ends of the earth and heaven…But when the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, then he will sit upon his glorious throne.” (Mt. 24:27, 36, 25:13, 24:30-31, 25:31)
Nothing wasteful or needless. Nothing unforeseen or accidental. All, rather, a part of the pattern first revealed in the gospels. The pattern where seeming defeat is the beginning, and the Son of Man returning with power and glory is end.
Or rather the new beginning. The moment we watch for. The moment when the magnificent drama of salvation unveils the Lord Jesus reigning on His eternal throne.
Reigning for her. And for you.