Neutrality sounds like a good, safe place to avoid ruffling feathers. What does that say about me? I’ll tell you what it says. It says I’m neither here nor there. I’m not moving forward. I’m not doing anything. To be indifferent and achromatic is the most dangerous place for me; I am not safe in the least. In the day we live, this insipid approach to life is a death sentence.
If I’m waiting for signs of Christ’s return, I had better wake up because they are profoundly apparent. If I think Covid 19 was here and gone, I’m still oblivious to the hour and the devil’s insidious plans. He is just getting started to lure me into a more profound stupor.
There is no convenient time for getting my house in order, and there are no easy decisions to be made. My greatest need is to wake up to the reality of Christ’s soon return. I see the fulfillment of the warnings Jesus gave me in the clouds in 2014. His promise states He will come when least expected.
My motive may be a hindrance, however. If I fear the punishment of hell or wish to achieve heaven, am hesitant to give up control, or relinquish my worldly gods, other than the one true God, I have made my decision.
It doesn’t take a lifetime to surrender or repent, but it does take a desire to know the One who will forgive and redeem. At the moment I submit, I am free. The goodness of a gracious God melts the heart of stone. Today is the day of salvation.
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.