Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Sing Me a Song of Doom, Please

Better is the end of a thing than the beginning thereof: Ecclesiastes 7:8

A man witnessing a baseball game between a prison team and a visiting team wondered why the inmates cheered for the visitors, but booed the home team. "The home guys represent the prison, which they hate," he was told. Same for me, concerning the world. I hate it and the devil who runs it. I am eager for it to die.

But, like Sodom, the righteous must leave before the end of the present world. There will be a refuge for "the Woman" (And the woman fled into the the wilderness, where she hath a place prepared of God, that they should feed her there a thousand two hundred and threescore days. Revelation 12:6). The church will be taken out (Since you have kept my command to endure patiently, I will also keep you from the hour of trial that is going to come on the whole world to test the inhabitants of the earth. Revelation 3:10, NIV).

At this point it would be lovely to discuss who the "they", who will feed the woman, are, but I will restrain myself. We will be in heaven, Israel will flee to a place "prepared of God". Then He will try the earth in horrible ways. After this seven year period, the last three and one half years of which are the Great Tribulation of Matthew 24, will come the thousand years of peace, with Christ on the throne. New Jerusalem will be our home some day, so die world, die.

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