Andy told me earlier this week he was going to a Desktop Virtualisation Seminar. To the IT geeks out there I presume this is something to get excited about. He loves all things tecchie. I'm pretty hopeless in that department and as long as something can be turned on, used and turned off again, I'm happy. I won't even begin to try and understand what this seminar is about.
I had visions of him being stuck in a stuffy airless room, surrounded by technonerds all speaking in trainspotter voices, rapidly blinking as they manually downloaded the information to their brains. I felt a bit sorry for him.
Until he sent these pictures to my e-mail account at work. Venue: Kensington Rooftop Gardens. Complete with four flamingoes named Bill, Ben, Splosh and Pecks. He hasn't mentioned the seminar at all, but he's enjoying the surroundings. It's just a shame the sun isn't shining more for him as it looks a beautiful place.
When I was pondering my expectations of his day out of the office, my thoughts were brought to Hebrews 11v40. When God's faithful people of the Old Testament stood firm in their hope and faith that He would fulfill his promises of something better, they lived in expectation that God would send their saviour. In the New Testament Paul speaks to the Hebrew Christians exorting the fact that what they have received is the fulfilment of those promises in the form of Jesus Christ which is so much better than the unfilled covenant of their forefathers.
So expectation of something good is one thing, but receiving it is quite another.