A maddeningly long wait
It will be good for those servants whose master finds them ready, even if he comes in the middle of the night or toward daybreak. But understand this: If the owner of the house had known at what hour the thief was coming, he would not have let his house be broken into.
Okay, so…
Servant = me
My master = Jesus
House = the world
House’s owner = whatever’s calling the shots around here
What does it look like to be ready? What helps me stay ready, even if it’s a maddeningly long wait?
It helps me that Jesus predicts a maddeningly long wait. Thank you, Jesus, for being realistic. It’s not a surprise to you, I guess, that this world is a dark room in which people seem to be stumbling all over each other. But someday the door will open, and light will break in from the outside. That’s how I picture it, anyway.
