The reality of life is sometimes a kick in the pants.
As I wrote yesterday about the death of a friend, the truth is that death has perfect odds- 1 out of 1. No one escapes it. Unless you are Enoch or Elijah, death visits us all.
EXCEPT…
Except if Jesus returns before I die. Honest confession here: I have never been one to spend time worrying about signs, signs of the times, pouring over Revelation and Daniel and trying to figure things out, nor reading books on the Second Coming (SC) I have just always accepted it at face value. It was going to happen.
How? No clue. Except there will be a shout, the voice of the archangel, and the trumpet of God.
Where? I understand Jesus will “set down” at Mt. Moriah, the same place where He left. Sorry Islam. You lose.
Why? Because He seen enough. And it is time.
When? NO CLUE. Call me naive but wouldn’t it be better to just be ready for whenever that day may come (or your death) than to worry about when?
The older I get the closer it gets. Death or the SC. Both sound good to me. No regrets with either. Part of me wants to be alive when Jesus comes. To see it. To marvel. To worship. Then again, if I’m already in heaven, I’ll have a front row seat.
“Even so, come Lord Jesus. Perhaps today!!”
I’m discovering that age brings a heightening sense of mortality, a growing interest in where my family came from, and a growing appreciation of art, literature, and music. One thing I’d expected was a quickening desire to “do everything I wanted to do before I died,” aka the Bucket List. That hasn’t happened. If anything, it’s become increasingly unimportant.
Amazing isn’t it Glynn how things we thought we so important aka bucket list, seem to take a back seat as we get older or sort through priorities? The one bucket list item I had-riding cross country on my bike with some friends-now is a distant memory.
It is hard to imagine being alive and present here on this earth and witnessing what I would anticipate as being one of those moments that has been written about in the Bible. Truly a time like know other. But like you Bill, I avoid spending much time trying to figure out the when.
I hear people tell me “this is the event” and then realize they don’t know. Like you said, I spend very little time trying to figure the puzzle out.
Amen, Bill! In heaven, we will have a front row seat.
Blessings!
And that front row seat looks better and better
Good to know I’m not the only one who thinks like you do.
I’m more worried about pleasing God than what’s going to happen. The apocalyptic books of the Bible are merely telling us what’s going to go down. A lot of people are worried about tribulation and the suffering of the saints. Why? Most of us are suffering already with body aches, getting old and losing our teeth!
Don’t worry about tomorrow… it will have it’s own problems. 😉
I think it is more important pleasing God Ed than wondering what is going to happen next. What happens will take place in God’s timing and in God’s scheme of things. I’m content in that.