I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True. With justice he judges and wages war. 12 His eyes are like blazing fire, and on his head are many crowns. He has a name written on him that no one knows but he himself. 13 He is dressed in a robe dipped in blood, and his name is the Word of God. 14 The armies of heaven were following him, riding on white horses and dressed in fine linen, white and clean. 15 Coming out of his mouth is a sharp sword with which to strike down the nations. “He will rule them with an iron scepter.”[a] He treads the wine press of the fury of the wrath of God Almighty. 16 On his robe and on his thigh he has this name written: king of kings and lord of lords. (Revelation 19: 11-16)
It just so happens I've been teaching a class on Revelation (mostly futurist, but exploring other options including those ol' historicist and preterits notions). We're just to chapter 14, but we've experienced quite a bit of stuff so far.
I tell you this because this little story popped on my screen a few minutes ago from Yahoo news.
"The iconic Doomsday Clock remains poised at five minutes until midnight, the Science and Security Board of the Bulletin of Atomic Scientists announced today. Every year, the board analyzes international threats, particularly nuclear arsenals and climate change, and decides where the minute hand on the Doomsday Clock should rest. The closer it is to midnight, the closer the world is to doom. This year, the board chose not to ease up on their warnings of doomsday, because of stalled relations between the United States and Russia, two countries with massive nuclear arsenals. Meanwhile, efforts to combat climate change are struggling as well, the Bulletin board warned. The United States, European Union and Australia all show wavering commitment to renewable energy, and Japan has backed off promises to voluntarily reduce greenhouse gas emissions."
So, there you go. We're five minutes from doomsday. Five minutes from the end. Five minutes.
If true, and five minutes is symbolism for, say, a year, then what would you do in that year you're being given right now?
What would you do that you normally don't do? Who would you call you haven't called in a while? Who would you go see you've held back from seeing? Would you hug your kids a little more? Would you go on that vacation you never had time or money for before?
Five minutes equals one year.
Clock is ticking. Why don't you answer me below on comments, or Facebook comment. Let's talk about this.
Clock is ticking ....tick, tick, tick, tick, tic, ti, t
1 comment:
I know you're looking for something a bit more profound -- and maybe you'll get it -- but what jumped into my mind was "Eat more bacon."
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