Driving down Highway 140 in Westminster I spotted a billboard informing me that Jesus is scheduled to return on May 21st. Harold Camping, of Family Radio fame, has once again predicted the end of the world and invested thousands of dollars to inform the ignorant public via roadside signage. I personally think Camping is just another wacko in a long line of wackos who have erroneously prognosticated about the apocalypse. But I am grateful that attention is being drawn to a great Bible truth. Jesus is coming again. If Camping is right, this is our last week on earth. Could it be true?
You know what they say about blind squirrels and broken clocks. And if you knew Jesus is coming this Saturday, would it have any impact on how you’d spend this week? Would you make amends, knock on that neighbor’s door, love your spouse like you did when you first married, call your parents, reach out to some poor person, share Jesus with the boss, turn off the television, talk to your children, get on your knees? And then on Saturday morning before the sun is up, climb a hill and watch the day star rise with arms outstretched to the sky breathing out praise as you shout, even so, come Lord Jesus! When you think about it, it’s not a bad way to live every week.
