Catching Up
Sorry about yesterday. I was not around. I woke up very early and headed to Houston. I spent the day listening, conversing, and sitting. I then got on a plane very late at night and came home. It was a long day.
I am glad to be home though. I have been reading this book about time travel. It was a different book. There were parts that made me want to put the book down and parts that intrigued me to keep reading. I found myself reading the last few chapters on the way south yesterday.
I had to put it down several times. I have let myself get wrapped up in the book. I had to set down the book to get my emotions under control and then pick it back up again. It was not pretty.
The thing that has me thinking was the ending. One of the main characters was given a ray of hope. They did not know when it was going to happen, but the hope was there. As they continued their life, that hope was always there. I didn't really like the way it ended or reading about the mistakes that were made or mentioned through that period, but they were there.
I started wondering about our lives and this book. We have been given hope that Christ will return to this earth. We will have the opportunity to live with God again. We don't know when, how, or where, but we have hope that it will happen. This person was given this same similar hope. For a majority of their life they had been given specific dates and times about when things would happen. There was a great deal that happened in between that they did not know about. Then at the end there was just the hope that something would happen. They did not know when.
I started wondering what would have happened if those visits or experience would have happened when they were not ready for them. Would they have been happy? Would the reunion have been the same? I don't think so. We must live our lives in a way that prepares us for that hoped for event. We don't want to be caught off guard. It does not matter what the event is. We don't have to just shoot for the coming of Christ. How about the next time we have a family reunion, the next time we come home from missions, the next conference, the next time we have a family get together, the next time we go to church, or the next time we come home from a day at school or work? These can be events that are just as meaningful. Are we living in such a way that they will be joyous? Or are there things that will weigh us down with guilt, remorse, or heart ache? Don't let that be the case. Live for the event every day.
I am glad to be home though. I have been reading this book about time travel. It was a different book. There were parts that made me want to put the book down and parts that intrigued me to keep reading. I found myself reading the last few chapters on the way south yesterday.
I had to put it down several times. I have let myself get wrapped up in the book. I had to set down the book to get my emotions under control and then pick it back up again. It was not pretty.
The thing that has me thinking was the ending. One of the main characters was given a ray of hope. They did not know when it was going to happen, but the hope was there. As they continued their life, that hope was always there. I didn't really like the way it ended or reading about the mistakes that were made or mentioned through that period, but they were there.
I started wondering about our lives and this book. We have been given hope that Christ will return to this earth. We will have the opportunity to live with God again. We don't know when, how, or where, but we have hope that it will happen. This person was given this same similar hope. For a majority of their life they had been given specific dates and times about when things would happen. There was a great deal that happened in between that they did not know about. Then at the end there was just the hope that something would happen. They did not know when.
I started wondering what would have happened if those visits or experience would have happened when they were not ready for them. Would they have been happy? Would the reunion have been the same? I don't think so. We must live our lives in a way that prepares us for that hoped for event. We don't want to be caught off guard. It does not matter what the event is. We don't have to just shoot for the coming of Christ. How about the next time we have a family reunion, the next time we come home from missions, the next conference, the next time we have a family get together, the next time we go to church, or the next time we come home from a day at school or work? These can be events that are just as meaningful. Are we living in such a way that they will be joyous? Or are there things that will weigh us down with guilt, remorse, or heart ache? Don't let that be the case. Live for the event every day.
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