It's back to school time. Kids can be seen in first day outfits and squeaky, not-broken-in-yet shoes, with backpacks of glue sticks and folders slung over their shoulders, walking down hallways paved with freshly waxed floors.
I don't remember a lot about my first day of school but I remember my daughter's big day. It was her first day in Kindergarten.
On her first day, my husband and I walked with her to the classroom. Her teacher greeted us at the door with a sweet smile and a soft "hello."
My daughter put her backpack and lunchbox in her cubby, then sat down in her seat. I told her everything was going to be fine, and that I would be back for her at the end of the day.
Because there's something about the promise of someone coming back for us that is comforting.
I recently read Sophie's post over at All Access blog. She and her family attended a concert by Travis Cottrell. I watched the video she posted of Travis and the other talented musicians performing The King Is Coming. I have to tell you, I got goosebumps. That hymn has always been one of my favorites.
Sometimes I wish The King was coming today. I want God to give Gabriel the go ahead, then the heavens would just open up and take us all out of this world. I can't wait to be raptured from bills and pain and laundry.
Can I get an amen?
But God tells us that no man knows the time or season when Jesus will return for His Church. We are to trust in Him and keep living out our faith on earth, looking for that blessed hope when Christ returns.
So, for now, I'll pay the bills and do the laundry. Until I hear that trumpet call, I'm holding onto the promise and the comfort that He loves me, He saved me and He's coming back for me.
He's coming back for me!
(Now, that gives me goosebumps!)
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Yep. He's coming. Soon and very soon we are going to see the King.
Heidi
AMEN! He is coming! Prepare ye the way of the Lord!
I'm struggling to make ends meet and am in constant prayer. I know that these trials make me a stronger fighter and servant of God. :-)
That song was like the anthem of my childhood. That and "He Touched Me." Those songs from back in the day bring back such sweet memories and the lyrics are just as true today as they were then...some are even truer!
My babies start kindergarten Monday. I'm hoping not to be a slobbery, snotty mess, but I'm not guaranteeing anything.
There are days when I cry out, "Just take me home!". Yes, there are days when being raptured from our earthly pains and troubles would be so sweet.
Blessings,
Adrienne
Thank you for that reminder. I'd been studying Revelation last school year and with summertime preoccupations, had stopped thinking about That Day.
Believe it or not, I used to be scared of this song when I was little. I just dreaded the cataclysmic events. And I also felt continually scared that I would lose my salvation. I used to dream that Jesus would look right past me when he came back. It was awful. Today I don't fear that anymore, but the song makes me sad instead of happy. Also, I feel bad for those who don't know him yet, like my brother. And then there are days when I just want to fly away, oh glory.
Amen! I often practice jumping up in the air with my arms shooting up, just to see if its the exact moment we get to fly away :)
Amen, sweet friend. Amen.
my daughter laughs at me because anytime something the least bit stressful happens she says she knows i'm going to say, "I wish Jesus would come back."
there's something about the promise of someone coming back but when.
Alyssa
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