Wake Up Little Rosebud!

You usually don’t want to see me when I wake up in the morning. It’s not a pretty sight and I’m not a happy camper until I swallow a little coffee, then the world starts to look like a better place.

While we’re on the subject, I’m not crazy about alarm clocks, either. Until recently that is. I purchased one of those coffee makers that turn on automatically at the hour you set it for in the morning.

Often I’m lying there, sleeping happily, mouth open and suddenly this odor wafts into my bedroom. “Come and drink me,” it says. “I’m so delicious. I’m even better than sleep.”

And I stir, “No, just a bit more sleep.” But, this caffeine-loaded aroma cloud tickles my nostrils and scratches behind my ears and slowly I begin to wake up. Getting up is no fun but a good cup of coffee is the reward so it’s a nice trade off. Continue reading

You Didn’t Leave In the Rapture Last Saturday?

Well, we’ve had one of our periodic rapture alerts. If you’re reading this either the guy was a false prophet or you and I have big problems.

We’re still here.

Of course, those who know the Bible know that when someone sets a date, he’s off base. “No one knows about that day or hour, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father,” Jesus said. (Matt. 24:36, NIV). The guy in California thought he knew and a few thousand silly souls believed him.

Of course secular media had a field day mocking these people and by extension some of them also mocked the idea of the coming of the Lord, unfairly heaving everyone who believes this truth into the same basket with the loonies.

Atheists, in South Carolina I think, were planning an “after-rapture” party. I know God doesn’t need my help, but I would have liked to have sent a ten point on the Richter scale earthquake—with no lives lost and no damage—to chatter their teeth and wipe the smirk off their self-satisfied faces.

Do you wonder that God doesn’t let me be in control of these things? He loves those smirky faces and wants them to have eternal life. Matter of fact, they’re part of the reason he hasn’t come yet.

Scoffers aren’t anything new. They had already popped up like yapping daisies on the first-century landscape.

“First off, you need to know that in the last days, mockers are going to have a heyday. Reducing everything to the level of their puny feelings, they’ll mock, ‘So what’s happened to the promise of his Coming? Our ancestors are dead and buried, and everything’s going on just as it has from the first day of creation. Nothing’s changed.’ (2 Pet. 3:3, 4, The Message).

And Peter tells us why He hasn’t come back yet:

“God isn’t late with his promise as some measure lateness. He is restraining himself on account of you, holding back the End because he doesn’t want anyone lost. He’s giving everyone space and time to change. But, when the Day of God’s Judgment does come, it will be unannounced, like a thief.” (2 Pet. 3:9, 10, The Message)

He’s waiting so that others can know Him. Okay, hold off on the earthquake Lord.

The bogus rapture was supposed to take place at 6 p.m. last Saturday evening. I knew it wasn’t true, but as 6 p.m. approached I began to think, “What would I want to be doing when the Lord comes back?”

I began to praise Him and think about the coming of the Lord. And He came! Oh, I know He didn’t come back for the Church yet, but He came to me in a special way as I was desiring to see Him.

If someone tells you that he knows when the Lord is coming back, just chalk him up as a nutcase or a manipulator.

But, if someone tells you that Jesus is coming back, believe him. We don’t know when or even if it will be in our lifetime, but God wants us to live each day with an eye towards His coming.

And … I know but … wouldn’t it have been wonderful if the Lord had come Saturday?


“…change is difficult. It is doubly hard when you are half-hearted or not fully committed. But when you are playing full out, you accelerate the rate of change and open up the possibility of real transformation.” Michael Hyatt

En Attendant

Walking on the forest path near our house proved a bit more difficult yesterday. Leaves, which until two or three weeks ago, beamed overhead with Autumn colors, lay rotting in the mud of the rain from the night before.

Naked trees, bereft of make-up, pointed starkly towards the overcast December sky, accentuating the wet coldness of the air. Sounds dreary doesn’t it? Actually it wasn’t so bad because the sun broke through occasionally and those trees seemed almost … what? Optimistic?

The world looks like that when you sleep well the night before.

It seemed to me the trees were saying, “Yeah, we look pretty stark now but we’re just snoozing until Spring. Don’t worry. Hope is just a few months down the road. Leaves, flowers and bird songs will bloom again.”

Hope. When we have it we can go through almost anything. When we’ve lost it, even the sunshine seems depressing. The most hopeless place I believe I’ve ever visited was a mental hospital. Hopelessness does something to you.

Adolph Hitler Street

A friend told me that during World War II, the Nazi government that had snatched power in Luxembourg renamed Liberty Avenue, one of the main streets of the capital, as Adolph Hitler Street.

One hopeful hand, though, had secretly scribbled under Hitler’s name on the street sign, two words from the banned French language– “en attendant.”

“En attendant” basically means, “in the meantime, while waiting, for now but we’re looking for a change, until then, etc.”) In other words, “It’s Adolph Hitler street for now but that’s going to change.”

Today, if you go from the center of Luxembourg City to the train station, you’ll most likely ride on l’Avenue de la Liberté—Liberty Avenue! Life did emerge from the Nazi darkness.

We encounter all sorts of things in life–good and bad. Our attitude of faith or our attitude of hopelessness strongly colors our quality of life. Some have lost their jobs but “en attendant” they praise the Lord, work to find a new situation, and hope for better days.

Others have been saddled with sickness. We marvel as they sing and wait for health, “en attendant.” Family strife rifles our home and we hardly dare, but we still hope that the Lord has an answer for us too. “En attendant!”

In the Bible Abraham lived like that:

“By faith Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going. By faith he made his home in the promised land like a stranger in a foreign country; he lived in tents, as did Isaac and Jacob, who were heirs with him of the same promise. For he was looking forward to the city with foundations, whose architect and builder is God. (Heb 11:8-10 NIV)

He lived, “en attendant.”

If you’re going through a tough time today, maybe you need to come back to God’s promises in His word, get a good “dose” of the Spirit of God in your life and let Him change your attitude.

Then you can live with joy, “en attendant.”