So Mom and I are driving home from the airport with Kim on Thursday night and we are in the middle of a MASSIVE rainstorm. Rain was coming sideways at the truck in sheets. It was craziness.
I was looking out the passengers side window and all of the sudden everything went from pitch black to BRIGHT WHITE. I screamed and threw my hands up in the air (at least thats what I'm told!!) and for a second it felt like my heart had stopped beating.
When everything went white suddenly the thought flashed through my mind, Jesus is coming!!! I can't explain the excitement an dpure joy that coursed through my veins for that split second when I couldn't see.
Then things went back to black, and I was suddenly very dissapointed, and sad. It made me think about how we don't often put alot of thought into Jesus coming again, or at least I don't. I am so caught up in my life on this planet and what *I* want to do.
I remember praying as a teenager, that the Lord wouldn't come back untill I had a change to get married and have children and watch them grow some because that was the way I wanted my life to go. I wanted to be able to experience that. How selfish and just plain stupid was that thought?
We are suffering away on earth living for ourselves when we could be in heaven, praising the king of glory!!
Some may think I'm crazy, but that moment, Thursday night, ignited in me something that I pray never goes out.
JESUS IS COOL!!!
I was looking out the passengers side window and all of the sudden everything went from pitch black to BRIGHT WHITE. I screamed and threw my hands up in the air (at least thats what I'm told!!) and for a second it felt like my heart had stopped beating.
When everything went white suddenly the thought flashed through my mind, Jesus is coming!!! I can't explain the excitement an dpure joy that coursed through my veins for that split second when I couldn't see.
Then things went back to black, and I was suddenly very dissapointed, and sad. It made me think about how we don't often put alot of thought into Jesus coming again, or at least I don't. I am so caught up in my life on this planet and what *I* want to do.
I remember praying as a teenager, that the Lord wouldn't come back untill I had a change to get married and have children and watch them grow some because that was the way I wanted my life to go. I wanted to be able to experience that. How selfish and just plain stupid was that thought?
We are suffering away on earth living for ourselves when we could be in heaven, praising the king of glory!!
Some may think I'm crazy, but that moment, Thursday night, ignited in me something that I pray never goes out.
JESUS IS COOL!!!
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