In the wear of passing time, there are moments when history seems without direction. Wars start again, generations succeed one another, and the return of Christ becomes a sentence passed from mouth to mouth without really believing it anymore.
Yet at the moment when Jesus was leaving the disciples, the angel did not say “stop hoping” — he said “he will come back.” Not as a pious consolation: as a fact to come, certain. Waiting is not a dead time of faith; it is its most fitting posture. You do not wait into the void; you wait for someone who has promised. And the One who has promised — we have already seen Him keep His word, on the morning of Easter.
“Men of Galilee, why do you stand looking into heaven? This Jesus, who was taken up from you into heaven, will come in the same way as you saw him go into heaven.”
Acts 1:11