poetically confused about the end
Tsunamis and earthquakes, hurricanes of all names. Hatred and war, terrorism and more. The world sometimes seems like its falling apart, and based on the news I don’t have a clue where to start. Should I run, should I hide, what should I do, I don’t know. The only given is should I die I know where I’ll go.
Everyone speculates, some cry and some moan. Some act like the world is falling apart, and it is there’s no doubt. But not even Jesus was clear when he said, ‘the end is coming before some of you will be dead.’
Its not up to us to speculate the time or the date, we just have to press on and eagerly await. The time when our Savior will set all things right, and we’ll be able to rest peacefully in our sleep every night. To know that out God has it all in his hand, and we’re dancing to the tune of his heavenly band.
This is the message that I’m called to teach, these are the words that I’m challenged to preach. It doesn’t all fit in a box with a bow, its not squeaky clean or easy you know. But we walk by faith, hope and grace and not by sight, shining a glow in this dark world with God’s holy light.
(I am preaching next Sunday on the confusing topic “Is the sky failing?” “Are we living in the end times?” What are your thoughts, questions, ideas?)
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