I confess that I don’t think about the return of Christ to this earth as often as I should. The truth is, I allow the urgency of living to interfere with the importance of life.
Why am I sharing something so startling, so self-condemning? Is this some lame attempt at catharsis in an effort to palliate my guilt and earn salvation via my honest confession? The reality remains that I am not the only minister in this boat. Thousands of us fulfill our current responsibilities, perhaps in a subconscious attempt to curry favor with God -- neglecting the thorough preparation necessary to be ready for that grand event.
Elusive joy, power for my victories, and eternal life come as a result of pondering what God has in store for me and entering into the rest He offers to me, ceasing from my own labors.