Anticipating His Return


My oldest son has been very busy over the last week. He served his duty at the fire station and then worked another 24 hour shift immediately following his scheduled shift. He, then, drove to St. Louis to visit someone. All this to say that he has been unable to keep his dog for the last few days. It did not go unnoticed by his dog. For the last two days, his dog has been moping around. He no longer takes pleasure in the things that he normally enjoys because he is watching.  He stands by the door watching for the return of his master. This is the illustration for how we should be concerning Christ's return. 

1 Peter 3:8 But do not overlook this one fact, beloved, that with the Lord one day is as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day. 9 The Lord is not slow to fulfill his promise as some count slowness, but is patient toward you,[a] not wishing that any should perish, but that all should reach repentance. 10 But the day of the Lord will come like a thief, and then the heavens will pass away with a roar, and the heavenly bodies[b] will be burned up and dissolved, and the earth and the works that are done on it will be exposed.ESV

We are called to watch and pray as we anticipate our Master's return. The pleasures of this world cannot distract us from our job of watching and sharing our faith. Whether we see Jesus as promised in 2 Peter or we see Hm through our own death, but we WILL each see Him.The key is to be ready. The good news is that we don't need to be mopey. We can anticipate His return with joy knowing that this world is not the end. Eventually, we will see God face-to-face. I pray that all who read this will ask Jesus to cover them with His grace and mercy and give Him full control of their lives because you will face Him eventually. So friends, watch and pray!

Have a great week high-heeled warriors!

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