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Jesus is coming back, this is our Blessed Hope!
It is found in the biblical book of Titus: “Looking for that blessed hope, and the glorious appearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ;” (Titus 2:13 kjv).
What is it that makes us uncomfortable with Christ’s coming? Is it because we prefer to believe we as human beings are in control? We like our comfortable boundaries. It’s as if we live in a scratchy wooden crate and are afraid someone will lift off the top and expose us to the light of a whole new day.
Fear of God is a good thing. It is acknowledgment that we don’t have it all together, that we didn’t create the universe, and that we don’t know what the future holds.
Maybe it’s just me. I have the sensibility of a Christian raised in the 1970’s. The era when fragrant, home-grown flowers adorned the sanctuary. Sunday worship included music flowing from piano keys and humming from organs–songs joyfully proclaiming the Blessed Hope.
“What a Glorious Day,” “Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus,” “Jesus is Coming Soon,” and ”Do not Pass Me By” were some of my favorites songs.
Messages from the pulpit came from prophetic scripture, passages like 1 Thessalonians 4:13-18.
These were joyful times, not doom-ridden. It brings to mind the verse, “For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved” (John 3:17 nkjv).
Some have said the reason for our slackness in talking about Christ’s return is that American Christians are more comfortable now than any time in history.
We are blessed with food. We have modern medicine if our children are sick. We have disposable income or credit cards to pay for the Amazon boxes that arrive on our porches daily. Why should we look forward to the coming of a Savior when many believe we really don’t need saving?
The down side of our razor-edged prosperity is the fear of tumbling off into a chaotic world. Political clashes, technological stress, family dissolution, loss of character, isolation, health care chaos, and Orwellian “free speech” threaten our peace.
At a time when we have more things, opportunities, travel, technology, and money than ever, people are longing for something to depend on.
There is a whisper we can’t ignore. A longing that says there is more than this. It is hope.
Inside our confining boxes, we’re hiding. People are afraid and still longing for real hope. Why aren’t we proclaiming the ultimate good news, the Blessed Hope?