Anticipation is a beautiful thing—especially when expressed through the laughter of a child.
Last night, during one of Piper’s giggle-fests, I noticed that her favorite part of our exchange came in those few moments between giggles, just before I repeated a goofy voice, one created purely for her entertainment.
Although she wasn’t certain of my next move, she sat completely still, wide-eyed, and primed for pure delight. Oh, the anticipation!
Being aware of something – or someone – is part of anticipating, but the second part of the definition states that because of this awareness, action is taken in order to be prepared. Expectation in motion, wouldn’t you say?
The delightful anticipation I caught on my granddaughter’s face last night is the same anticipation I want my heavenly Father to find on mine as I wait in expectation of His next move, fully prepared for action, trusting in its good.
As it is my eager expectation and hope that I will not be at all
ashamed, but that with full courage now as always Christ will be honored
in my body, whether by life or by death. Philippians 1:20 ESV