“Do not leave Jerusalem until the Father sends you the gift he promised, as I told you before,” Jesus had said. “John baptized with water, but in just a few days you will be baptized with the Holy Spirit.” (Acts 1:4-5)
The apostles were starting to wonder about whether Jesus’s idea of “a few days” was something different than theirs. Waiting was so hard.
Sometimes they wondered if they had made it all up. There were certain Scribes and Pharisees who were spreading rumors about that — how they had concocted the whole story of Christ’s resurrection and appearances afterward. Sometimes you can doubt yourself especially as you get further away from your memories and they start to cloud in your mind.
Part of that time was spent in redirecting the apostles’ thinking. They kept asking, “Lord, has the time come for you to free Israel and restore our kingdom?” And Jesus kept answering that’s not for them to know. Their mission was to be His witnesses and tell everyone about Him “in Jerusalem, throughout Judea, in Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.” They were stuck on politics; Jesus wanted them spreading the gospel.
And what would it be like to be baptized with the Holy Spirit? What did Jesus mean? Would they know? Had it already happened? Such were the questions going through the minds of the apostles and followers of Jesus during those momentous days waiting in Jerusalem.
It had ended, but it was most definitely not over. Indeed, it was more like the end of a chapter than the end of a book. And the next chapter was going to be a doozy.
We need to learn to think of the endings in our lives as chapters, not books. The ending of a chapter, if we can embrace it, will end in nothing more than the turning of a page.