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Longing

“The sky is falling, the sky is falling!”  Chicken Little ran about telling everyone that the sky was falling because he had been hit on the head with an acorn.  It isn’t like the “Chicken Little” movie, but the book that we grew up with.  Chicken Little was freaking out because he knew that he was going to perish and that is ALL he ever did and all he ever talked about.  There is a man that I am going to start referring to as Chicken Little.  Harold Camping is an old man.  This is the third time now he has predicted “judgment day” and nothing has happened.  This is the second time this year!  No one paid attention to him after the second failed attempt earlier this year.  It is embarrassing to say that he is a Christian.  He might be the greatest guy and have a great walk with the Lord, but him predicting the end of the world is just making Christians look silly. 

Amos 5:18-20, “Woe to you who long for the day of the Lord!  Why do you long for the day for the Lord?  That day will be darkness, not light.  It will be as though a man fled from a lion only to meet a bear, as though he entered his house and rested his hand on the wall only to have a snake bite him.  Will not the day of the Lord be darkness, not light- pitch-dark, without a ray of brightness?” 

The end of the world IS a fact.  The Bible has matching descriptions of it in the Bible.  How would 2 different people from 2 different countries at 2 different times in the world, speaking 2 different languages be able to predict the end of the world the way that it is done in the Bible?  But to those who long for the day, who seek it and just want it to be here, the Bible tells us that, although it is coming, that we shouldn’t long for it.  We need to be prepared for it, but not long for it. 

So what is to long for something?  Well for me, on days where my kids are inside all day and are in a terrible mood, I long for the day that they will both be in school and I can get things accomplished without them hanging all over me.  But while I am sitting here longing for that day, am I missing today?  Am I missing the joy and the amazing things that my daughters bring?  I am so looking forward to that day, do I miss what is going on today? 

If we sit and are constantly talking about the end of the world, or the sky falling, our whole lives revolve around that.  There was a guy in my college.  Super sweet guys and we all loved him, but he was so in your face about everything.  Mostly about Jesus.  He would be right there, in your face always telling you Jesus this or Jesus that.  It made it to the point where we couldn’t even hang around him anymore because he was always talking about where he was going when he died. 

I long to be with Jesus.  I do- I can’t wait to go to heaven and sit with him and meet my grandpas, but if I focus on that non-stop and don’t focus on what God has given us, then I am missing the best present in the world.  The beauty of it is, we can be with Jesus on earth, we just have to seek Him and find Him with all our hearts.  We don’t want to long for a day that is going to be dark, we need to long for each day – we need to long for our next experience with God, with our families and in our lives.  Don’t just go through the motions and survive today, “This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it!” Psalm 118:24.

So although judgment day is coming and we don’t know the day or the hour, let us REJOICE in what the Lord has made- today.  Let us live to love and not just survive today.  Let the love of Jesus flow from us and make a difference while we are here, before judgment day.  We WERE put here for a reason people!

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