I spent a lot of time at the hospital this week. (visiting)
I don’t like hospitals.
Then again, most people don’t.
Because if you’re at one, it’s usually because someone isn’t doing well (unless someone is having a baby). Being at the hospital means that something is wrong, and we hope it can be fixed.
Which is true of the world we live in- something has gone wrong, and we long for it to be fixed. Bodies break down, wear out, get sick.
Conflict erupts, relationships fracture. Poverty cripples and depletes. Death, the great enemy, looms large. This is the world– being at a hospital reminds us of our vulnerability.
But this is why we must keep coming back to the gospel of Jesus, again and again and again. The good news of Jesus is that death is an enemy that has been defeated- it does not have the last word. The gospel means that eternal life has already broken into this world in resurrected King Jesus, the picture and preview of what we will one day be.
And today’s passage from Mark 13 reminds us, in no uncertain terms- Jesus is coming back. We don’t know when- even Jesus didn’t know at that time- but His return is more certain than tomorrow’s sunrise, than your
Which does not mean that we hunker down and wait for Jesus to get us out of here. it means we give ourselves fully to Jesus and His work of making all things new- starting with my heart, with my life, and with yours. And we faithfully partner with Jesus in living this gospel reality:
Christ has died.
Christ has risen.
Christ will come again.