Matthew 24:44 msg


When people come to visit we like to be ready for them.
Whether they are mere acquaintances who we invite
or good friends and family who just show up
we want them to be comfortable and to know they are welcome.
Jesus is not going to call ahead to tell us what time He will be here.
He is going to arrive when we don’t expect Him. 
We need to be ready now.
He might be here in an hour or a year or a decade.
Whenever it is we must be ready to welcome Him.

Are you ready for His arrival?

Blessing this day of grace,patricia


Connecting flights…

I have been thinking about death lately.  Not about dying or being dead but about death.  We know a lot about dying.  There have been studies and research done about dying.  With advances in modern medicine and science we are learning the mechanics of the body and how it works and what makes it stop working in amazing detail.  And I think we have a pretty clear manual on what happens when we are dead to this earthly life.  What I am wondering about is death.  Today we do not know any more about death than the people of long ago knew.

Nobody has come back from the dead. Well, Jesus and His disciples did raise people from the dead.  Lazarus was in the tomb for days when Jesus called him out.  But nothing is written about their experience.  No eyewitness accounts or in depth interviews with the once dead.

I have this theory, based on nothing but my own wonder wanderings, that death is a place.  Sort of like a big international airport.  A place where, after dying, everyone goes to catch a connecting flight home.

It must be very interesting and busy with all the different folks passing through.  People of all sizes and shapes and colors and nationalities and ages represented.  Rich and poor, highly educated and simply uneducated, innocent and worldly wise, proud and humble, anxious and calm, afraid and fearless.  All kinds of people from all walks of life.

I think some must be excited and looking forward to the next leg of their journey.  And perhaps some are fearful and dread the future.  I think some are  surprised to find themselves in this place and others are just relieved.  And maybe some are angry or bewildered.  The reaction probably depends a great deal on the road they were traveling before they came to death.  Or maybe the timing or circumstances has something to do with it.

But they are all at this Airport Death to catch a connecting flight to…somewhere.

I imagine there are smiling greeters waiting for the new arrivals.  Though I doubt there is any need for identification or traveling papers as no one comes to this place accidentally or without previous notice.  All are expected and prepared for and known in advance.

Are there guides to show each one to the right departure gate?  Or are there signs and arrows–maybe a yellow brick road?

One thing I am pretty certain of–at this airport–you leave all your baggage behind!

Behold! I tell you a mystery.  We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed.  In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye…
                                                        1 Corinthians 15:51-52

Do you not love a good mystery?
Just wondering…

Getting ready…

Have you noticed how much time and thought and effort is spent on getting ready to spend time with someone special?  It does not seem to matter where we are going with that someone special.  It could be to an elegant dinner or MacDonald’s, a concert or movie, a sporting event or a walk in the park.  The where is not important–just the who.
No matter where we are going we spend a lot of time getting ready.  Everything must be perfect.  We bathe and shampoo using fancy soaps and lotions and sprays.  We brush and floss and whiten and rinse.  We see to it that our nails are shaped and polished.  Our brows plucked, eyelashes curled and mascara applied.  Blemishes covered and cheeks rosy, lipstick perfect.
Then the clothes.  Clean and pressed, of course, new if possible, and certainly something that is currently in vogue.  Curves accented and bulges disguised.
Jewelery is a must.  Not too much–just the right touch of sparkle and flash–enough to be noticed but not over done.
And the shoes.  Very important.  It does not matter if they are comfortable  or not or even if they fit properly.  They can be torturous as long as they are in the style of the moment–and do not make our feet look big.
A lot of preparation goes into getting ready for that special someone.
All that makes me wonder…how much time, thought and effort am I spending getting ready to go to Heaven to be with The Special One, the Lord?
How much time do I spend seeing to it that my heart is pure?  Do I keep it clean and soft with prayer and scripture and scented with the fragrance of the Spirit?
Are my hands always ready to help, to serve, to work, to be His hands in this world?  Is my touch firm and strong yet gentle and kind?
Do I give careful thought to what my eyes look at–what I allow into my mind?  Are they open to the needs of others or do they only see what I want and desire for myself?  Do I look only at the lovely neglecting the unlovely and unwanted in this world?
Do I put too much time and effort into covering up the blemishes in my life and not enough in clearing up the ones I have and preventing new ones from popping up?
Do I think before I speak?  Do I speak words of beauty and truth or ugliness and gossip?
And what of the clothes that I am putting on to meet Him?  Have I put off the  dirty ragged clothes of the past and put on the new clean white garments that He purchased for me?  Am I ridding myself of the ugly bulges of sin or just disguising them as pretty curves?
Am I pursuing the sparkle and flash of costume jewelery that has little value and quickly loses its luster?  Or do I desire refined silver and gold and it’s simple beauty that never fades or diminishes?
And what about my feet?  Do I wear shoes that do not fit because I want to be liked and popular and go where the world leads even if I do not belong there and it hurts?  Or do I put on the shoes He has for me to wear to follow Him?
Your adornment must not be merely external-braiding of the hair, and wearing of gold jewelery, putting on dresses; but let it be the hidden person of the heart, with the imperishable quality of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is precious in the sight of God.
                                      1 Peter 3:3-4
I wonder what the hidden person of my heart looks like? I know she is different than what she was.  I hope she is becoming beautiful in His sight.
I wonder what The Special One sees when He looks at me?  I pray that what He sees pleases Him.
Just wondering…