The Kingdom of Unlikely Peace: Second Week of Advent Devotional
Scripture Readings: Isaiah 11:1-10, Psalm 72:1-19, Romans 15:1-13, Matthew 3:1-12
The wilderness is an unlikely place for a royal announcement. Yet there stands John the Baptist wild-eyed, dressed in camel's hair, eating locusts and honey and proclaiming, "Repent, for the kingdom of heaven has come near." No palace. No pomp. Just a prophet in the desert calling people to prepare.
If we're honest, our lives probably feel more like wilderness than a palace right now. The carefully tended garden we planned has given way to overgrown weeds. The clear path forward is obscured by brambles. Yet this is exactly where God meets us. Advent reminds us that God specializes in the unlikely. He meets us in stumps and shepherds and stables. In people like you and me.
Our Unlikely Story
Isaiah begins with words that might describe our own heart: "A shoot will come up from the stump of Jesse, from his roots a Branch will bear fruit."
What are the stumps in our life? Maybe it's the marriage that feels dead. The career that got cut down. Dreams that never bloomed. The relationship that ended abruptly. Life that didn’t go as planned. We look at these stumps and see only endings, what used to be, what might have been, what we've lost.
But here's what Advent teaches us: God doesn't see our stumps the way we do. Where we see death, He sees the exact place He's planning resurrection. From that failed business venture, He might grow generosity we never had when success came easy. From that broken relationship, He might cultivate compassion we couldn't access when life felt whole. From our weakness, He reveals strength that isn't ours, it's His.
I wonder: What if the stump in our life right now isn't the tragedy we think it is, but the very place God has chosen to do something new?
A King Who Sees You Differently
Isaiah describes the coming King with these words: "He will not judge by what he sees with his eyes or decide by what he hears with his ears."
Think about how much of our life we spend managing appearances. The social media posts that show only the highlights. The "I'm fine" we say when we're falling apart. The resume that lists accomplishments but hides failures. The Sunday morning smile that conceals Saturday night's tears.
This King sees past all of it. He doesn't judge us by our performance, our reputation, or our carefully curated image. He sees our heart and rather than condemning what He finds there, He defends us. Psalm 72 tells us He "delivers the needy who cry out, the afflicted who have no one to help."
Are we needy? Afflicted? Without help? Then we're exactly the kind of person this King came for. We don't have to clean ourselves up first. We don't have to earn His attention. He's already leaning in, listening, ready to help.
Peace in Your Predator-Prey Life
"The wolf will live with the lamb, the leopard will lie down with the goat."
Our lives are probably full of wolves and lambs that can't seem to coexist. The coworker who makes every day difficult. The family member whose very name triggers anxiety. The political opponent we've unfriended. Maybe there is a church conflict we can't resolve. The internal war between who we are and who we want to be.
We've made peace with peaceful people being possible, but wolves living with lambs? That feels like asking too much.
Yet this is exactly what God promises, not just out there in some distant future kingdom, but right here, right now, starting in our own heart. When we forgive the unforgivable. When we love the unlovable. When we extend grace to someone who doesn't deserve it (knowing full well we don't deserve it either). That's a wolf lying down with a lamb. That's the impossible peace only God can create.
Who's our wolf? Who's the person we've written off as impossible to reconcile with? What if Advent is God's invitation to let Him do the impossible there?
John's Personal Question
When John the Baptist appears, he asks the question that makes us all uncomfortable: "Produce fruit in keeping with repentance."
Not "feel bad about your sin." Not "promise to do better." Not "pray a prayer." Produce fruit. Show me the change.
What needs to change in our life? Not in vague, general terms, but specifically, what would it look like for us to "prepare the way of the Lord" in our actual Monday morning? Our difficult conversations? Our spending habits? Our secret thought life? Our use of time?
John warns that the coming King will separate wheat from chaff. Wheat has substance; chaff just looks like it does. As we light our Advent candles and sing our carols, is there substance to our faith, or just appearance? This isn't about earning God's love; we already have that. It's about whether we actually want what God is offering.
Hope That Overflows From Us
Paul prays words over the Romans that I pray right now: "May the God of hope fill us with all joy and peace as we trust in him, so that we may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit."
Notice: We don't generate this hope. God fills us with it. Our job isn't to manufacture joy or create peace, it's to trust Him. And when He fills us, we overflow. It spills onto everyone around us.
What would it mean for hope to overflow from our life? From our conversations? From our presence in the room? Not fake positivity that denies reality, but authentic hope rooted in knowing the God who brings shoots from stumps.
Our Wilderness, His Kingdom
We're living between John's announcement and the kingdom's full arrival. Jesus has come, He's dealt with our sin, defeated our death, and secured our future. But we're still waiting. Still struggling. Still watching wolves act like wolves.
The shoot from Jesse's stump has come. His name is Jesus, and He came for unlikely people in unlikely places, people exactly like you and me.
In this in-between time, we are called to practice impossible peace right where we are. To believe that our stump can sprout. To trust the King who sees past our carefully managed exterior. To repent of what's blocking His work in us. To overflow with hope even when our circumstances suggest despair.
This Advent, will we let Him do His unlikely work in our wilderness?
Come, Lord Jesus. Make the impossible peace real, starting in me. Amen.
