When I was a junior in college, I was one of just a few students who managed to get a spot in the on-campus apartments. At that time, my small Baptist university offered just eight apartments, and I was so thrilled to get out of the dorms while still being right in the middle of all the fun and action on campus.
A railroad track happened to run right behind the apartment building, and I’ll never forget the first night I spent in my freshly-decorated, oh-so-cool apartment. At about three in the morning I was awakened by the most terrifying sound I had ever heard. I flew out of my bed into a defensive position on the floor, waiting for what I was sure was the return of Jesus. It only took my fuzzy brain a few seconds to wake up enough to realize that it was just the train passing about 30 feet behind my bedroom. After a few weeks, I didn’t even hear that train any more, but that first night I thought I was about to have a meeting with Jesus!
In my younger years I was afraid of Jesus. I don’t mean that I was worried that He would strike me down with a bolt of lightning. But, I was worried about the day that He would come back. I would fret about it, try not to think about it. I didn’t want life as I knew it to end. I didn’t want to face a new, unknown existence. At that time, I thought of Jesus’ return the same way I thought of dying. It just seemed scary and too real and too different. I was happy with the status quo. I wanted the chance to live my life the way everyone before me had. I wanted the full human experience, and I didn’t want Jesus to cut it short by coming back before I was ready.
I suppose that’s a sign that I had a wonderful childhood.
And, if I’m being honest, my life hasn’t gotten worse. No, it’s gotten better. I don’t know how or why, but God brought me a wonderful, godly man. And then he gave me three children that I adore. And, there’s almost nothing I would rather see in my lifetime than my kids growing up. But, there is one thing that I want to see more than that.
I want to see Jesus come back.
In Hebrews, faith is defined as having confidence in what we hope for and assurance of what we don’t see. I’m not sure why He did, but God gifted me with faith. I believe with all of my heart and soul that He is real. That He is working. That Jesus is at His right hand sitting on a throne, ruling the universe. I believe all of these things. And yet, in a world filled with horror and pain and unthinkable tragedy at every turn, I often pray that He will help me in my unbelief.
So, as I’ve gotten older I have begun to long for Jesus’ return. I’m anxious to see Him. To touch Him. To have the truth of His might and power and love and mercy evidenced for all of the world to see. I’m hungry for the day when He will make things right again. When He will dry every tear. I wonder if He will turn to me on that day, little child undone by His presence, and say with a smile, I told you I was coming.
I am so ready.
And yet, so many aren’t. So many have never heard His name. So many living today are dead in sin. So, as much as I yearn for the skies to break open, I pray that He waits. That He gives us more time to complete the mission He gave to us. That He uses us and His Holy Spirit to bring about a revival the likes of which this world has never known. So, in my heart I sing these two in a weird harmony: Even so, come and Here am I, send me.
I pray that in these dark times we will long for His presence in our every day lives as much as we long for His physical return. He is real. He is coming. And, His judgment will be a sight to behold. We cannot selfishly call for His return without earnestly calling out to a lost and dying world. Jesus saves. May He do the work of the gospel in us and through us.
Oh yes, I so resonate with your words today. I remember the days of ‘don’t come yet Lord I want to get married, have a home, children etc. it’s funny how we mature without even realizing it and now the longing of my heart is Maranatha – even so, come Lord Jesus! But until that day we pray that the Holy Spirit will infuse us with power to be powerful witnesses for the sake of Christ … ‘but Lord I truly don’t mind if you come sooner than later’ x
Prayer continues to be–Lord, send a revival!