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Monday, September 17, 2018

Monday Morning Devo - Will I Fly Away?


Now this I say, brethren, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God; nor does corruption inherit incorruption. Behold, I tell you a [m]mystery: We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed— 52 in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. 1 Corinthians 15:50-52, NKJV.

There's been a long-held conviction within the Christian body of believers that says there will be a "rapture" ... A moment when those who believe in Jesus will shed gravity and aging, and we will fly away to heaven. It seems to be supported by numerous scriptures, beginning in Daniel (or maybe before) and repeating itself through Revelations.

A lot of people are going to say that's just wishful thinking, and maybe it is. I don't know the mind of God. Neither do you. Maybe God just meant that at the time we die, He'll lift us up to heaven. Or, as some have said, maybe all the predictions of horrors that will occur prior to that rapture have already happened (when Romans destroyed Jerusalem in 70 AD). It's true that was a terrible time--thousands of people in Jerusalem starved to death--but no one floated upward.

On the other hand--what if the whole idea is true? What if the wish, hope, and prayer of millions of believers is actually going to come to pass? What if it's true?

Where would you stand, if it's true? Would you be one left behind?  Or would you be one who will brush off gravity and rise to the skies? I hope you will be there.

What about those you hold dear? Will they be left behind, or will they rise with the other believers?

If we believe, we have a responsibility, don't we? What if each of us tells three about our hope in Christ?

Father, I so want to be there with You. The world's horrors make me ill. I don't want to see it any more. May I come with You, Lord? May I fly away? May Jesus Himself will it. Amen.

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