First let me clarify. I am referring to God’s son and not ‘Hey Soos’ for all of us in Texas. I’m ok with ‘Hey Soos’ coming today, but probably won’t impact me as much. Now if Jesus shows up today, that will be another thing.
I’m wondering what I will be doing if Jesus shows up. When I see Him and the angelic host in the clouds, will I stop and wait for Windows to shup down? Or possibly, I might get that last swallow of coffee before I step out.
I’ve been thinking. If I really believed Jesus were coming today or relatively soon, what should I do differently. Like, should I leave the keys in the car so “Pick a Lock’ doesn’t have to be called. Maybe, I should go ahead and clean out the fridge of the things that might go bad. I wouldn’t want to leave a mess. Oh yeah, can’t forget the garbage.
More importantly, maybe I should leave my gate open so my dog Spot could get out and have a chance at a freedom of his own. I’ll probably leave a bag of dog food out, but how much is enough? I don’t know. I was just thinking.
What might you do differently if you knew Jesus were coming today?
I likely prayed the “my dog Spot” prayer recently. It went something like… “Dear God, Bless my dog Spot and bless the food. Care for aunt Myrtle and give me a new house.” You know the prayer. You pray because you know you should. You really don’t expect an answer. You just pray.
About 6:00 PM last night my tooth started hurting. I took a pain killer and prayed for healing. The tooth started hurting more. The bottle prescribed I take one bill every 6 hours. About 8:00, I took another pain killer and prayed some more. The dentist called to check on me. That was a first. I said it hurt bad. He said to double up on the pain killers.
I began praying continously and earnestly. About now I am really praying and hoping that God will not only hear but answer. I even gave God a hand. I took way too many pain pills of all kinds and variety. I suppose the pills were for just in case God didn’t show up. Did I say, “I WAS IN PAIN!”. There now. That shout felt good.
About 3:00 AM, the pain subsided to a dull ache. I’m giving God the credit for the pain relief. The drugs obviously weren’t doing anything. But, I have a question. What was God doing between the hours of 6:00 PM and 3:00 AM? I’m sincere. Why does it take a while (most of the time) to see God’s provision?