At that time in Jerusalem there was a man Simeon. He was waiting for the Messiah.
Luke 2:25
Oh Lord how many years will you tarry? My longing heart is aged beyond my body. My shoulders drag as the decades melt one into the next.
I want to see you, Lord.
You have shown yourself faithful to my people. You promised our father, Abraham. You delivered our leader, Moses. You favored our king, David. But will you be faithful to me?
I want to see you, Lord.
As if snatching the words from my lips, You appear. You come into the temple not on the back of a stallion but in the arms of a peasant girl.
I see you, Lord.
And I know. You are Jehovah El Roi, the God who Sees. You. See. Me.
