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Restless I was restless. It was a quiet, rainy, Saturday afternoon with hours to do as I pleased, but I could not think of anything to do. I checked my email and messed with my computer. I wanted some fresh baked cookies but couldn’t think of anything I felt like baking. I thought about updating my photo albums, but the job looked too big. I wanted to go shopping but didn’t want to drive to town. I sat in a chair and jumped up to do nothing. I couldn’t quite explain why I was so restless, except I knew that any moment the phone could ring and it would be our daughter saying the nine-month long expected day had finally arrived. For nine months a mother anticipates and prepares for the birth of her child. The last days are filled with a heightened sense of restlessness. Then suddenly the belly tightens and the muscles contract with a sharp unmistakable pain-labor! The long awaited day has finally arrived there is no turning back! I Thessalonians 5: 2-3
Jesus has promised He will return. No one knows the day or hour, it will be a happen as a thief in the night or as labor pains come on a pregnant woman. We should be motivated with heighten anticipation as we prepare for His return. As the signs of His return become more evident, a certain restless expectation should motivate us to be prepared. There will be no delay, no "past due" and no escape. We are preparing for a wonderful event, the pains of which will be forgotten the moment we meet Jesus our Savior. I am reminded of the chorus of "Smile," a song written by Chris Rice.
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