It feels so good to know that soon and very soon will see our king coming to take us home. I for one I am tired of this temporary home I am in at the moment. I find nothing exciting nothing at all. I long for a home of our own surrounded by the glory of our Lord. In his presence thats where a every believer longs to be. Father God I just want to be where you are.
If I didn't have the faith I have, I would be filled with DREAD....because I expect 99% of everyone to be dead by the time he comes back. I would bet that NO ONE I've ever met in my entire life (perhaps with the exception of 1 guy I know in Israel who's actually an atheist right now) will be alive when Jesus comes back.
I've seen the same thing, Francis (well, to a mild degree), and I can see how many will depart from faith in God. Anyone who isn't willing to die for God isn't worthy of him, so hopefully those who aren't will come to know him so that they are willing.
I've seen a few military homecomings, troops coming home. I know it can vary. You strain your eyes looking for the planes. Someone shouts the planes are coming. And they set off a flare or fireworks. One by one the planes land and the troops disembark. We could hear the troops approaching. The families are stuck behind this ribbon. You want to rip through that ribbon and run at the planes. The soldiers were marching very loud. Families searched the faces as they passed, and you could see the troops trying not to look but they were searching too. It's hard to stay dry-eyed. The troops have to turn in their weapons and whatever else it is that they do. That takes a while. The kids can hardly contain themselves. You know all that is separating you from your loved one is this big wooden door. I was thinking, we can take that door. We wanted to bust down the door and go find our soldier. The families can't stand it any longer and begin to shout open the doors. You can hear the soldiers marching. It shakes the whole building. Little kids were crying because the doors are going to open and daddy or mommy is just on the other side of that door. The doors finally open, and they march through their families and line up in front of an officer. You can't just charge at your soldier and smother him/her with kisses and hugs. The officer gives a speech which nobody wants to hear. He shouts go find your soldier. It's mayhem in a good way. People crying and screaming what a reunion. Families are kissing and hugging. Our soldier scooped up his daughter which he'd never seen. She was born while he was overseas.
I know it's not the same, but I can imagine a grand homecoming. The saints with Jesus coming home, I doubt that it's a quiet affair. Saints singing the Song of Moses then someone shouts Hey Jesus can we sing... Our God is a Might God? A huge reunion. People singing, kissing and hugging and great joy.
Love and God bless,
I guess I am of two minds on His coming; first, yes, it will be wonderful to truly know His presence and all the promises that it will fulfill: although I am unworthy of it, His mercy and His promise says I will be among His people.
Yet, it is horrifying to me, that so very, many will be lost to eternal punishment; I suppose this great fear is why I'm moving closer to using my skills and talents in order to try to bring more to Him. A lot more self struggle to go before I finally admit this is what I should, what I must do.
I am very thankfull that He has not come yet......I know it is noot by workks that we are saved, but by His grace. It is a gift He gave to us who call His Name and obey His commandments....but it is the 'obey' part that often worries me. Take right now for instance, I am sitting downtown in my fav coffee shop, there's a few people chatting, others playing on computers, office work etc. Are these people going to heaven? I really do not know. I feel convicted that I 'should' know......and I should be doing somethinng about it. I have been coming here for years, and I am sure that many 'know' that I am a Christian.....but it is usually just swept under the rug. I really desire to make a difference in lives.....and to help others to insure 'heavenly life'. .....maybe tomorrow
I have been in the same situation when the Holy Spirit convicted me to share the Word to the people I see in the street. I'm also guilty of this and felt bad about myself. But those times, when I obeyed that still small voice, nothing could compare to the joy and contentment it brings. You know as Christians, that's our purpose in this world. To spread the good news and make disciples, that's our great commission, right? It's never too late brother, I believe God will use you and I know you know it. God bless..:)
Thanks for your response and no need to say sorry. That's definitely the point, we need to trust Him with all our hearts and not lean on our own understanding. I guess, we just need to renew our minds everyday and treat each day the last.
Thank you brothers and sisters for all you reply. I guess. we are all excited but afraid at the same time. The good thing is God doesn't want us to be on the other side and the people we love. Let's all continue to pray. God bless us all.
1 Corinthians 15:58
Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.
Not that long ago, I got the chance to speak to some of my siblings about Jesus. My sister called and clear as day God said talk to her NOW. I guess I always figured my sisters and brothers were saved. Dad and mom took us to church every week. They wrestled six kids to go to church. It took us over 2 hours to get everyone ready. When you were ready, you sat on the couch and watched tv or whatever. Don't mess up anything. LOL If we caught a service on tv, hey we're good for the week. Not my parents, no that doesn't count. We were little kids. There was a lot of commitment and belief from my parents, but really what kind of belief did we kids have?
“Train up a child in the way he should go and when he is old, he
will not depart from it" (Prov 22:6). I see a lot of belief in this verse when I look at my parents lives.
You never know until you ask.
When He comes back, will my lamp be burning stll? Will I be worthy of Him? He has promised that He will return but no one knows the day nor the hour. This frightens me and I struggle to live a life worthy enough to be acceptable... to be ready at all times so that I am not caught unawares. I worry about my family, especially my children; will we be together with the Lord? This has been my prayer that the Lord will guide me as to how to bring all my family and friends to Him before He arrives.
It really is frightening but when one is saved there is a chance.
Blessings to all!