I know it seems like I go on and on about the Rapture, but the thing is that I know it’s coming soon, and like a young bride, I can hardly wait for that day.
I don’t listen to anything but Christian music, and without a TV, I spend my downtime watching sermons of my favorite preachers on YouTube. I hardly go to movies at all these days because I’ve found that I am very easily upset by violence or offended by bad language or people acting like sin is an acceptable way to live. Understand that I’m not judging anyone (they will have to stand before the Judge of us all someday), but since I don’t hang around those kind of people in real life, I find it impossible to be entertained by them without my heart being offended.
So it’s funny, but today I was thinking about the Rapture again. And a song came to me, but not a Christian song. It’s not even a song that I particularly like: Hopelessly Devoted to You from the musical, Grease. I like the musical, but that song! Let’s face it: that song is sappy—it defines sappy. Olivia Newton John as Sandy goes into the backyard in her nightgown and sings about how lovesick she is despite the bad treatment she’s gotten from Danny (John Travolta’s character). Really, it’s enough to make Pollyanna throw up.
But despite all that, it really describes my state of mind. Just like Sandy I’m “out of my head, hopelessly devoted” to Jesus. I constantly think about the day that He will come and take me away. And that’s not because my life is so bad, it’s not. In fact, I couldn’t be happier or in a better place. Well, not on earth, that is. I guess Heaven is the only thing missing. So I go on, doing my work for Him, dreaming of the day that we’ll be together forever.
Today’s Word from the Lord is John 14:12-14: “Very truly I tell you, whoever believes in Me will do the works I have been doing, and they will do even greater things than these, because I am going to the Father. And I will do whatever you ask in My name, so that the Father may be glorified in the Son. You may ask Me for anything in My name, and I will do it.” That’s an awesome promise! And it happens to be in the same chapter as a Rapture passage. In verses 2-3, Jesus says: “My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with Me that you also may be where I am.”
I’ve moved a lot in my life (every 5 years on average), and most of them have been long distance moves. Most of the time I was happy where I was living, but looking forward to the next place. Now I have broken the lifelong pattern with my move back to Milan in 2010. This is the first place where I have ever moved back to, and it’s the first time that I’ve lived for more than 7 years in one place. I love Milan. I love my friends here. I love my apartment. I love my neighborhood. I love my ministry. I love my life. I’m very happy here. But I’m looking forward to the next place.
So with moony sighs and lovesick tears, I resemble a teenager in love as I wait for my wedding day when I’ll fly away. God is good!