Why I’m not afraid
Tomorrow begins the annual time of preparation that Christians the world over call Advent. This time of preparation is so strongly juxtaposed to what happens in pop-culture. As people begin mindlessly shopping and listening to inane holiday songs and getting them self all whipped up into the ‘holiday spirit’ Advent comes along with this…
Luke 21: 25-26 “It will seem like all hell has broken loose—sun, moon, stars, earth, sea, in an uproar and everyone all over the world in a panic, the wind knocked out of them by the threat of doom, the powers-that-be quaking. (from The Message, a translation of the Bible by Eugene Peterson)
Holy Shiite! That’s some wild stuff! And nothing like the pablum pop-culture feeds us. Advent is for the strong, the prepared, the fearless.
Or perhaps its for the weak, the unprepared and the fearful who know Someone who embodies strength, power, and confidence…
27-28 “And then—then!—they’ll see the Son of Man (aka Jesus) welcomed in grand style—a glorious welcome! When all this starts to happen, up on your feet. Stand tall with your heads high. Help is on the way!”
Here’s the thing.
We who know, trust and love Christ don’t have to be afraid of the worst that could possibly come at us. Our strength and confidence comes via association with him.
We can choose to be numb on strong drink and just act like everything is ok. We can shop and hum and sip our peppermint mochas and try to avoid the realities of suffering that already exist in the world and the future crisis that are bound to come by getting into the holiday spirit.
Or we can choose to align and side with the author of life, the Creator of the cosmos, and the One who overcame death.
I want to be on HIS team when all breaks loose because he will be the one calling the shots in the end anyway…