His Return ( a little deep for my 1st blog of the day, lol)

I recall that as a kid my mom used to scare the crap out of me by telling me that if I didn’t behave Jesus was going to come back and I was going to be left behind. The stories of the “Rapture” that she gave us were about “perfect people” that would be lifted into heaven and all of us “imperfectos” would be left here to be tortured by the devil. Needless to say that as a kid I was scared pissless about this idea. Lol. I can recall several occasions where I would come home to an empty house and begin to call around frantically searching for my mom because she was the “perfect one” always pointing out my flaws and so if she was still on earth then it meant that Jesus hadn’t returned yet, lol.

Now as a teenager being involved in the type of life I lived, these stories became irrelevant. I knew for a fact that if the whole Jesus thing was true, I would in fact be left behind and I would be going to hell. I didn’t fear it, I had come to grips with the fact that in many ways, my soul had already been given over to evil. Something was different though, I was different. I didn’t believe in God and I had this huge void in my heart that I tried to fill in with everything under the sun. I was young, I was depressed, I was addicted and all my mother could tell me was that I was going to hell. According to me there was no hope.

But then one day, the sweet frequency of grace was picked up by my ears and I heard Jesus calling me to something better than myself. It was only faith that led me to answer this call even though I knew little about it. Oh but He rescued me! In the middle of my attitudes, flaws, imperfections, faults, errors, sins and all of the hurt and pain, He made house in my heart and messed me up forever. (in a good way!) Something about my belief in the cross, changed me forever and made me think that maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t going to hell.

Years later here I am. Still VERY imperfect and yet loving God with everything within me! And I realize that it is my confidence in his faithfulness that makes me sure that His blood bought me a way into heaven.

And so it brings me to this. Recently I’ve been hearing a lot of people saying that they believe that THIS generation will receive the 2nd coming of Jesus Christ. And now I can say, I’m ready. My question is this… What would it be like to actually have that day come, where anybody that believes would be swept up in the air? Since I have been in Christ I have rarely thought of the possibility of Him returning while I am still alive. But what if it happens? What if He really returns in this lifetime? What if He collects his people? What if we met Jesus Christ face to face? What if it happened in our lifetime?