Yesterday marked the end of my month-long
study in the Gospel of Matthew. I can’t explain how much I have loved deeply
studying every single day, reading, making notes, highlighting verses, and
learning things I’ve never noticed before.
The
last chapter is shorter than most, and I was a little sad when I made my notes
on the last verse and closed my Bible for the day. I’ll start studying a new book
today, but I will miss the lessons of Matthew. (It is my favorite of the four
Gospels.)
One
thing that stuck out to me yesterday was in the first verse of chapter 28: “Now
after the Sabbath, toward the dawn of the first day of the week…”
Toward
the dawn.
If
you look at the bigger picture of this section (you know…like a whole sentence?),
you will see it refers to the women who had been the last to leave the foot of
the Cross also being the first to head to the tomb as soon as the Sabbath day ended.
They
waited as long as they could, but the sun hadn’t even come up yet…it was still toward
the dawn when they made their way to be close to Jesus.
They
didn’t know they would find an angel at the tomb to tell them He had risen from
the dead. They just went to be near the place where He lay.
They
went toward the dawn. Before the day began. Before hope even showed up.
It
felt appropriate for this season of my life. I’m living in a toward the dawn
season. Believing some answers are on the way, but dawn hasn’t quite arrived.
Maybe you are there too? Maybe it’s toward the dawn of answers and hope
for you too.
I
encourage you – as I encourage myself – to show up to spend time with the Lord.
Show up to be near Him. Show up toward the dawn, even if you can’t see
it yet.
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