We are all dying. Some are dying faster. Some are dying sooner. Some are agonizing. What is the point of living?
Strange how these thoughts enter the mind of a follower of Jesus. I am just being real. It's overwhelming to live sometimes. Some much evil. So much hate. So much suffering. So much....
In this state of confusion, I asked for the Lord. In this state of heaviness, I sought the Lord. In this state of hopelessness, I knocked on heaven's doors. Then, just like Jesus said would happen, my asking was answered, my seeking yielded a treasure, my knocking led to doors being opened.
I sought Jesus, for a word to rescue me out of these waters, and He answered by repeating what He had said 2,000 years ago: Repent, for the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand. And in an instant, my quivering soul was grounded. The events that were taking place during Jesus' ministry were not a bouquet of roses. There were injustices. There was suffering. There was abuse of power. There was murder. There was theft. There were heresies. There was blasphemy. Yet He remained focused: Repent, for the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand.
Life had become overwhelming because my focus had shifted. I was trying to keep the Titanic from sinking (this world) by rearranging the chairs on the deck. Jesus reminded me that the Titanic is going down, the focus needs to be on getting people to the life boats and not rearrange the chairs or try to repair the hole. I cannot stop wars. I cannot give wisdom to leaders. I cannot make people reason and calm down. I cannot stop suffering. But the one job that I can do is to lead people to the life boats, and, as it turns out, that's the one job that I was given to do on this sinking ship.
Slowly that heavy cloud that was suffocating me was lifted from me. Then, my eyes started to see clearer. Jesus gave me that job because He is coming back. To use the Titanic analogy, He is coming back with the Carpathia to pick up all those who got on the life boats. And that portion, Him coming back to pick us up, lifted me to such heights, that I was able to breathe deeply once again.
Jesus promised He was coming back for us. I have grown so complacent in expecting His return, that I forgot what a life-sustaining promise it is that He is coming back for us. This world is not the purpose for my existence. My purpose for existing is Him. I exist for Him and in Him, and because of that, I need to continually be looking for His return. Praise the Lord of Heaven! Praise the Creator of all!!
Jesus is coming back - there is no other promise that can put our lives back into perspective. Jesus is coming back - there is no other in whom we can truly hope. Jesus is coming back - there is no other in whom we can expect to receive the fulfilled hope of His return.
O blessed is the day that He returns for His saints! Blessed is the day when our Messiah will set ALL things RIGHT! Jesus is coming back, and that is the hope that powers us to guide people to the life boats instead of becoming hysterical and trying to rearrange the chairs on a sinking ship.
May we fix our eyes on Him and His return for us. May we never tire of expecting His return.