God knows the end from the beginning, and all the stuff in the middle, but He doesn’t tell it all

Never was a more tremendous announcement made to a human than the one Mary received from the angel.

“Then the angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bring forth a Son, and shall call His name JESUS. He will be great, and will be called the Son of the Highest; and the Lord God will give Him the throne of His father David. And He will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and of His kingdom there will be no end.”  Luke 1:30-33

Israel of that day lived in expectation of the appearance of the Messiah.  Based on the prophecies of Jeremiah, they did the math and knew that it was soon.  Jewish girls desired the honor of being the  mother of the Messiah.   Mary was certainly no different.

How her heart must have leapt to know that she was the chosen one.  Her greeting to Elizabeth in Luke 1:46-55 is an exaltation of the power and might of God like few others, as she anticipates the birth of the promised child in her womb.

Reading the words of the angel to Mary, one thing that is glaringly obvious is that there is no mention of the cross.  The throne, yes.  The kingdom, yes.  But not the cross.  How difficult would it have been for Mary to raise her son to adulthood, caring for Him, teaching Him, loving Him, knowing that He was destined for death?  Who among us could bear such a burden year after year?

Sometimes we wonder why God doesn’t tell us certain things.  We find ourselves in difficult circumstances and we wonder why God let us be caught off guard.  Surely He knew.  Surely He could have told us.  But He didn’t.  Why?  We wonder and pray about the future, asking God to give us some insight.  But frequently, He doesn’t.

Just like Mary, I know the end.  One day I will stand before Jesus, forgiven and accepted, to spend eternity with Him.  But the stuff between now and then, these things are a mystery to me.   I sometimes think it would be easier if I knew what was ahead for me.  But maybe it wouldn’t.  It must be enough to know that God knows.

Because He knows the end from the beginning, and all the stuff in the middle, but He doesn’t tell it all. 

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