Acts 1:6-14
Holy Waiting
James Sledge June
1, 2014
Back
in my days as a corporate pilot, I would tell people who asked about what I did
for a living that I flew planes for free, but I got paid for waiting. Corporate
pilots tend to take the executives somewhere early in the morning, then sit
around all day. You get good at waiting.
A
lot of airports had movies you could watch. Some had sleeping rooms where you
could crash after an early morning flight. Me, I read a lot; I carried my
running gear. Some pilots carried golf clubs. We found ways to make the time pass
quickly until the return trip home.
However,
passengers could make the time pass more slowly. With a 5:00 pm departure time,
I would start getting ready around 4:00; file flight plans, get ice, coffee,
and any catering we might have. And then I would hope the people would get
there somewhere near 5:00. When they didn’t show until 7:00, those two hours
often felt longer than the entire day.
After
one early morning flight, the CEO said, "I’ve a quick meeting then need to get right back. I’ll be here no later
than 9:30 am." And so I didn't get out my running shoes or book. I got the
plane fueled, refilled the coffee and ice, filed a flight plan, and began to
wait. I waited and waited and waited. At lunchtime, I thought about running out
to grab a bite but didn't dare. If I left, I knew he would show up, ready to
leave that instant.
Around
6:30 that evening he walked in. "We ran a little late," he said.
"Oh really," I thought . But of course I didn't say it. I just smiled
and said something about that being the whole point of having your own
airplane.
How
many of you enjoy waiting? How many of you relish the thought of a trip to get
your driver's license renewed, or a little quality time in the doctor's waiting
room? At least with smartphones, you can catch up on emails, read the paper, or
do something productive. Because what is worse than simply waiting and not knowing
how long the wait will be?
That's
where our scripture story leaves the disciples this morning. Easter is 40 days
past. The disciples have seen the risen Jesus repeatedly, and he’s continued to
teach them about the kingdom, about the coming of God's new day. And he has
also told them to sit tight, to remain in Jerusalem and wait for the promised
gift of the Holy Spirit.
Yet
after all the time they've spent with Jesus, both during his ministry and in
the 40 days since Easter, the disciples still seem confused. "Lord
is this the time when you will restore the kingdom to Israel?" All
that post resurrection continuing education, and they still think Jesus will
toss out the Romans and bring back the glory days of King David?
“Don't
worry about such things,” Jesus says to them and to us. You're obviously not
quite ready, but you are going to be my witnesses in all the world. You will be
empowered by the Spirit, and then you will be able to act and live and speak in
ways that let people see me in you.
Then Jesus is gone, and the disciples
really don't know what to do. They stand there staring up at where they last
glimpsed him. I wonder how long they would have just stood there staring if
angels hadn’t showed up. Then they go back to Jerusalem. And there they wait.
But they don't just wait. They wait, together, the whole community. They devote
themselves to prayer, together.