numbers.
These specific numbers mean a lot to me. 6 days until I'm sitting at a cafe in Greece, 36 days until I land in LAX and see Jon, 41 days until I touch Kansas soil & will truly be HOME.
3 random numbers : they mean a lot to me but might be completely pointless to you. That's the way it is with all countdowns. I realized over this past year that countdowns can be the best or the worst of things. Either they occupy your mind so completely that you need a reality check, or you use those numbers as little incentives for making it through the tough days. Wouldnt you agree that all countdowns are merely shadows of the most anticipated day of all time? & I'm not talking about the day that each one of us will die, rather, the day when Christ will return to earth.
For the Lord himself will descend from heaven with a cry of command, with the voice of an archangel, and with the sound of the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive, who are left, will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so we will always be with the Lord.
But you are not in darkness, brothers, for that day to surprise you like a thief. For you are all children of the light, children of the day. We are not of the night or of the darkness. So then let us not sleep, as others do, but let us keep awake and be sober. For those who sleep, sleep at night, and those who get drunk, are drunk at night. / 1 Thessalonians
This morning (at 5:30am) as we sat and waited for the sun to rise, my friend Eric said "Waiting for the Lord to return is like waiting on the sun to rise : you think it's going to pop up over the horizon at any second, but it always keeps you waiting longer than you expect." One thing is for sure, the sun will rise. Patience.
