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@HeatherLLove I told my mom yesterday that I am tired of this world as it is and I need rapture to occur now if possible.
She looked at me and said “Don’t be saying things like that” lol
I said “But why? As Christians we should be joyous about it and even want it more”
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She looked at me and said “Don’t be saying things like that” lol
I said “But why? As Christians we should be joyous about it and even want it more”
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She asks me “Are you ready for rapture?”
I replied with a confident Yes.
But the truth is, I answered so quickly because I didn’t want to think too hard about the question. If I did that, I would start judging me based on my own standards.
I replied with a confident Yes.
But the truth is, I answered so quickly because I didn’t want to think too hard about the question. If I did that, I would start judging me based on my own standards.
Questions like this might prop up.
How many people have you won for Christ?
What have you ever done for Christ?
Are you worthy enough?
You did a silly thing yesterday? You know your heart is not even confident enough.
How many people have you won for Christ?
What have you ever done for Christ?
Are you worthy enough?
You did a silly thing yesterday? You know your heart is not even confident enough.
So I answered quickly and confidently because, I knew if I believed in the resurrection of Christ Jesus and in the forgiveness of my sins. There can only be one answer to that question “Yes”
Why? Because as it turns out I am not the judge of me. Therefore my standards are irrelevant to the question.
I know I have lived long in a world where there are standards for almost everything and if one falls short they are automatically disqualified. I mean look at how difficult it is for previously incarcerated individuals to find a job in America.
But I would like to think the Judge of me doesn’t operate that way. He doesn’t act as humans do. He calls himself King of Kings yet he goes to be around and help beggars.
A King that leaves his throne to go talk to an adulterous woman. A King that leaves his throne to go stay in a Tax Collector’s house.
By the World’s Standards and my standards it makes no sense. A King shouldn’t even talk to servants but yet he did that and more. That is the person judging me.
In our world, adulterous women are imprisoned and even stoned because they did something contrary to the law. In the Bible, an adulterous woman did something contrary to the Bible and yet Jesus sat down to talk to her. That is the one judging me.
Where the world has repeatedly showed us no mercy. A singer being put to death for Blasphemy against the prophet Muhammed. Every mistake like a stain that remains. God says he needs even the wicked ones to repent and come to him.
Everybody: No subtractions. The pastors, terrorists, gospel singers, murderers, politicians, prisoners...
Everybody. That is the judge of me and therefore I cannot fret.
Everybody. That is the judge of me and therefore I cannot fret.
The judge of me is a God that made a murderer like Paul fulfill his own great purpose. That, can only speak to the depth of his mercy and grace.
Which says, I can trust in his abilities as a judge.
Which says, I can trust in his abilities as a judge.
The judge of me is the one who sent his son to die in our stead even though we deserved the punishment for our own sins.
I think we can all trust in his abilities as a judge.
I think we can all trust in his abilities as a judge.
I know there are things he needs me to do, but at the end of the day he only needs me to do these things so others might know his mercy just like me. That isn’t really a tough instruction if I think more about it. I shouldn’t fret about his instructions. He does good and no evil
So yes! My standards are truly irrelevant.
And yes! I will look to God instead. His will will be done and I can’t shake off the feeling that if I am looking at him, that will be enough.
And yes! I will look to God instead. His will will be done and I can’t shake off the feeling that if I am looking at him, that will be enough.
This thread is just about the cultured fear and uncertainty that sometimes accompanies that question “Are you ready for rapture?” I may be wrong, but I believe not feeling ready doesn’t necessarily mean you aren’t?
