I imagine that old man walking the streets of Jerusalem, looking intently into the faces of strangers, asking the Lord, “Will I see Him today? Could this be the one?”
Everyone knew the prophecy, but there had been no word from God in so long. People stopped hoping. They were consumed with the drudgery of their lives… not Simeon!
One day “the Spirit” guided Simeon to the temple at the same time Mary and Joseph had come to offer their sacrifice and present Jesus to the Lord.
When Simeon’s old eyes fell on the baby, he knew who He was. We don’t know what he said to Mary or if he said anything at all. We know he took Him up in his arms.
Imagine the emotions that must have flown through Simeon at that moment! He held the Anointed One in his arms. Simeon held God in his arms! I wonder what the baby did? Did He cry, kick, sleep or just coo softly? I think they looked into each other’s eyes.
Note: at that moment, Simeon blessed God. He said that he could now depart in peace. He was ready to die. God’s promise had been fulfilled according to thy Word, he says, For mine eyes have seen thy salvation. He knew that this month-and-a-half-old baby was his salvation. God had prepared Jesus before all people. This Savior would be revealed to all humanity. Can you even imagine this scene? Simeon had eagerly awaited for his Messiah to come, and he held the Messiah in his arms!