Tuesday, December 12, 2017
Was I Dreaming of a White Christmas?
1 Thessalonians 5:1-3
There is no need to write you, friends, about the times and occasions when these things will happen. For you yourselves know very well that the Day of the Lord will come as a thief comes at night. When people say, "Everything is quiet and safe," then suddenly destruction will hit them! It will come as suddenly as the pains that come upon a woman in labor, and people will not escape.
As a thief comes at night . . .
It could be said, and then some, about the thief of a snow storm that recently hits our region of Georgia. Our trusted weather gurus, with all their state-of-the-art computer model predictors at their disposal, completely miss the mark.
With forecasts ranging between a dusting and a possible 1 -2 inch accumulation, we here in Kennesaw end up with eight whole inches!
And that's just the snow that collected on elevated surfaces. The consensus is that at least eleven inches fell in totality. Everything "quiet and safe?" Hardly!
Oh, yes, it starts out harmlessly enough.
But as the day goes on, it's snow, snow and more snow!
We know we are indefinitely stuck in our Little House in the Big Woods, with its Driveway of Death and Cul-de-sac of Doom!
Yet, we feel so blessed. We have power, while many of our neighbors, unfortunately in these freezing temperatures, go without. We have the obligatory bread and milk on hand, and thankfully, many other provisions. And we are hemmed in on all sides by breathtaking scenery.
As I reflect upon the pristine beauty of freshly fallen snow, the unexpected and early white Christmas I always dream about, I'm reminded once again that the season of Advent is not just about Jesus coming into the world as a helpless baby. It is about His coming again in glory, to rule once and for all as King of Kings and Lord of Lords.
Coming when we least expect it . . .
So let us be watching. Waiting. Aware. Awake.
For the Day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night. May it not, like the snowstorm, catch us off guard.
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