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Comfort And Hope


Anna laid her Bible carefully down on the kitchen table. For some years now, she'd glossed over the passage that lay highlighted in yellow before her.

"For the Lord Himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first: then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord. Wherefore comfort one another with these words." ( 1 Thessalonians 4: 16-18)

"Comfort one another with these words." I haven't even been comforting myself with these words...

Anna sat at the table for a long time, chores forgotten. She took time to pray and to think.

"Do you think the Rapture's going to happen soon?" She asked her husband Nolan when he ambled into the room in search of coffee.

"What made you think of that?" He poured himself a cup and sat beside opposite her. "The news?"

"No, I came across it in my Bible reading."

Nolan took a thoughtful sip of coffee. "Truth is, I've been thinking a bit myself. It could be very close given the way the world's going." He drew Anna's Bible towards, himself and read the highlighted verses aloud. "Comfort one another with these words." He repeated. "Now that we've comforted one another, let's make a point of comforting whoever God puts in our path with these words too." He placed his hand over Anna's and smiled.

"Yes," she agreed, "starting with the kids. A good helping of hope is just what we all need."


***

Read about the Rapture in:

1 Corinthians 15

1 Thessalonians 4

(The word "rapture" is translated as "snatched away.")


The Rapture is for born again believers. In an unknown moment, Jesus will return to fetch His Bride, the true church.

If you are searching, start reading the Bible at the Book of John in the New Testament. 

Jesus died for you too. He took all of our sin on Himself when He died on the cross. Put your faith in Him. Repent and trust in Him and in His death on the cross to save you.

You may like to read my testimony.


Link


See you next time 🙂🙏🩷

Hope you have a blessed day.

Love, 

Alison





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