I don’t pretend to understand all this, but I tremble as I hear the voice like thunder saying, “Come!” to horses and riders. Come conquest! Come war! Come famine! Come death!
Seal after seal, opened by the Lamb Himself. The baby Jesus—Christ of the cradle, Christ of the cross—unleashing the fury of judgment.
And then the blackened sun, the bloodied moon, the trembling earth and falling stars—pandemonium as terrified people seek to escape the “wrath of the Lamb.”
Matthew Henry says, “God has proclaimed threats against the wicked as well as promises to the righteous. It is our duty to believe both.”
I don’t pretend to understand but in this season I am reminded as I read that it is for this—this culmination, this righting of all wrongs—that Jesus was born. And as surely as He was born, He will one day bring all things into submission, and whether in grateful worship or holy terror, “every knee shall bow, every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord.”
All glory, laud and honor to You, Lord Jesus…the One who was, who is and is to come…
1 comment:
Thank you Mary for all the writing you do for our community. Seeing your articles in the Quality of Life Times is a delight. Your words of encouragement mean so much, especially here on the blog.
ChriS
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