Devotion of the Day…well – the evening.

Today was supposed to be the apocalypse, the end of the world – well at least according to a rock tablet with some etchings chiseled into it.

Lots of jokes, lots of little cute pictures, yet there seemed to be some anxiety  – as well.  What if the world had blown up?  I might be one of the few that are disappointed it hadn’t.

If only it had ended, if only God had come back… then those I care about – who are dealing with cancer – wouldn’t have to anymore.  My aunt wouldn’t have to deal with broken legs, caused by a fall, my cousin wouldn’t be dealing with paralysis.  And mostly, we would have to deal with our greatest enemies,  sin satan and the fear of dying.
Therein comes the challenge – can we wait for the apocalypse… as we wait for the end of it all.   The beginning of the time of no more tears, no more sorrow….

The Apocalypse, you might guess – is not something I fear, perhaps I would even welcome it.

That’s because the apocalypse isn’t some scary devastation of the world… the apocalypse is simply translated, the unveiling, the rolling back the curtain, the bringing to light…

Not the end, but the beginning.  And more importantly – what the time unveils.  Apocalypse, the greatest day in our lives..

To use the words of Isaiah – it is not what is revealed, but who …. Isaiah described Him this way…

The Wonderful, Counselor, Almighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace……and the responsibility for the world will rest on His shoulders…

and as John says…

We have seen His glory…

And that is how we learn to wait… for His second coming… we know who He is… for us.