That’s a question that’s been being asked since the Apostles of Jesus the Christ walked the earth. Even they thought they were living in the end times until close to the end of their lives. During World War II many believed they were living in the end times, and with good cause; the holocaust, Hiroshima and Nagasaki bringing about the death of millions.
As we look around us we see so much evil, violence and destruction it’s hard not to think we are living in the end times. We have the breakdown of the family, school shootings, divorce at over 50% and more and more children being born with little or no stability in their lives. I think if most Christians or Jews were asked, they would agree that we are certainly getting close if not already there.
Of course, until the advent of the atomic and hydrogen bombs it wasn’t really possible to get to that place where if Christ were not to return every man, woman and child would be wiped off the face of the earth. And if that were not enough, we now have bio weapons that could easily exterminate every living creature on the face of the earth.
So again, I ask, are we living in the end times? Well, maybe.
Could all Tribulation hit the fan next week, or next month? Or could it be in a year from now, five years, 10 years or 50 years from now? Many men have claimed to know when Christ would return, and many men have ended up with egg on their face. The Bible is very clear that no man knows the hour or day that Christ will return.
So why am I bringing this up anyway? Well, let me ask you some questions.
If you or I are driving to work tomorrow and have a blow out at 70 miles an hour; or forget to look both ways before stepping into the street and are pancaked by a bus, were we nto living in our last days? If we are diagnosed with terminal cancer and given 6 months to live, aren’t we living in our last days.
Do you see where I’m going with this? We get so caught up in the times we live in that we tend to forget about what’s really important in life. It’s like we’re waiting for some ominous sign to be revealed before we decided to take things serious and get our lives together.
When a preacher is giving a fiery sermon on the return of Christ, what is he trying to do? Well, it’s obvious, right? He’s trying to get people scared enough to look at their life, and evaluate where they stand with God.
Long life is not guaranteed to anyone. I’m fond of the expression, that every day above ground is a good one; it helps one be grateful and appreciative. None of us knows when we will draw our last breath, so wouldn’t it make sense to live every day as if it could be our last? When I say that, I’m not talking about living each day with dread and fear, but living every day to its fullest.
If you woke up tomorrow morning and knew that that day would be your last on this earth, how would you spend it? Would you spend it cursing everyone that didn’t drive the way you thought they should. Would you spend your day thinking only of yourself, or would you want to do something good, or memorable for someone else?
If you knew that day was your last, would you spend your day being easily offended or holding a grudge against, or judging your mate because they hurt your feelings. Would you do something that offended someone and refuse to say you’re sorry? Would you spend that day thinking about what you could acquire before the end of the day, or would you want to be sure that all your family and friends knew how much you cared about them.
I spent many years thinking more about me than others. My comfort and what I wanted always played an important role in my life. I wanted the best cut of meat, the largest piece of pie, or the best seat in the house. It’s embarrassing to think about and especially to admit. But, if I’m going to ask you to evaluate yourself in this area, I have to be willing to share who I was.
We live in a world that thrives on me, me, and me. Every commercial tells us we deserve it, we’re worth it, we need it.
I am so grateful that God had the patience and grace to help me get over myself. Oh, I’m far from perfect, but I have come to learn that contrary to what society tells me, I am not the most important person walking around on planet earth.
When we stand before God to be judged, He will not judge us on what we had, or how successful we were. He will judge us on who we are and what we did to and for others.
When you get up in the morning, what do you hope for that day? Is it all about you? Is it all about what you can get? Or is it about what you can give or contribute?
Most mornings when I pray now, I usually ask God to help do the kind of things that would help others to have a better day. I ask Him to help me make someone smile today, and help me be nice to others. I ask Him to help me to make someone laugh, and to help me find an opportunity to do an angel task for someone “a kindness to someone without wanting anything in return”. I’ll ask Him to help me be encouraging someone today, as well as, to help me to be slow to anger and quick to forgive.
Not all my days are filled with doing good, but I strive to do my best. I have my bad days, but I also find myself far less concerned about what I want, and much more concerned about the welfare of others. And that my friends feels good.
So the moral of my story is, “Every day could be our last day, so let’s stop waiting for the End Times to start living the life we’re called to live”.
If tomorrow is your last day on this earth, when you stand before God, how will He view your life?