September Twenty-third, He Is Coming

They’re coming.

At some point today parts are coming for my son’s car. Parts that will be heavy. No, I have no idea when they will arrive as he had no window to give me. I was going to the store, but now, I have to wait on this delivery. We have never had expected packages stolen and to my knowledge we have never had unexpected packages stolen. That isn’t so much the worry. I have been leaving both dogs outside more often when I leave for short time periods and since the bushes hide the fence delivery people do not know it is there. All they know is suddenly two big dogs are furiously barking and growling at them. I’ve seen the reactions of many and it is obvious they have had encounters that did not end well. I have also seen their expressions when I suddenly appear and meet them halfway.

If I know a delivery time, or know when someone is coming by for what ever reason, I bring the dogs inside and confine them to this room. If I don’t know, I can’t. My yard is securely fenced, I see no reason I can’t allow my dogs run of their own yard. Especially since the training collars are doing an amazing job of getting them to listen better. Bella hates the thing and responds to that beep before I have time to release the button.

But I know they are coming at some point today. Knowing that I have been dressed for a while now. No need to frighten anyone by appearing  in my jammies and robe. Or as my son calls it, my retirement uniform.

My son told me what was coming. He’s replacing and upgrading brake parts for his car. You know, the important stuff that makes the car stop. I don’t know how much the overheating or simply the desire to have better played a part in his purchase decision. All I know is that the parts are coming and will arrive some time today.

The annoying thing is I have no idea what time. I had plans, errands that need to be run. Time I wanted to spend out and about just because. Only, the parts are coming, I need to be ready. I could let my parents know that the parts are coming, but all they would be able to do is watch from a distance as the delivery guy walks down my driveway with the box or boxes. They can’t really do for me, what only I could do.

The return of Jesus the Christ is like that. We know he is coming, we don’t know when. If we have accepted what He did for us, dying on the cross for our sins He is coming for us. If we ask for and accept His forgiveness, mercy, and grace, given freely, He is returning for us. If our name, is written in the Book of Life, He is coming for us. At some unknown point.

We know He is coming. We understand we need be ready at all times. No, we don’t simply stop living and doing and wait. But be ready. Ask and receive. No one can do it for us, only we can seek for ourselves. Others can and should pray for us, but they can’t make the decision. We can fence in our life and set out the guard dogs, but even they can’t prevent His coming. They will not bark to announce His arrival. What we need do, all we can do, is be ready. To get our life right with Him, accept Him and the great love He has for us.

We know, He is coming. What a day of rejoicing that will be.