Eternal Plans


American culture is filled with a sense of urgency.  We have to hurry to get places, hurry to do things, hurry to enjoy what we have and who we are with right now.  There are songs about living like we’re dying.  TV shows about impending death and how people live life to the fullest only after they find out they’re dying.  It’s a message that permeates our colloquialisms and our catch phrase responses.  Carpe diem!  Seize the day, as if tomorrow will never come.  And, while it might not, it probably will. 

My husband and I were watching a new show on TV the other night called “Doomsday Preppers.”  It catalogs people and families who are obsessed with the notion of doomsday and surviving afterwards.  From a Christian standpoint, this is ludicrous because when the end of times comes there will be no living as we now know it; Christ will usher in the age of the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth and we will live new lives as resurrected people.  That does not require stock piles of water, food, ammunition, and sustainable alternate forms of energy.  Since none of the people on “Doomsday Preppers” stated they were Christians, I was intrigued by what they thought they were facing.  Some feared a nationwide or worldwide economic collapse.  One man feared an imminent “coronal mass ejection” from the sun in 2012.  This is when solar winds burst forth from the sun and disrupt the magnetic fields around the Earth causing our electric systems to fail.  Another man was convinced that the doomsday event would be a nuclear attack from terrorists so he had an underground fallout shelter reminiscent of the post World War II era and early Cold War era fears.  All I could think of was the propaganda films in black and white urging children to duck and cover.

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This is one of those times when I could not be more happy to be a Christian.  I don’t fear my death.  Neither do I want to die, but I know that when that day comes that my family will be taken care of because God is watching over us.  If my family and close friends cannot help them, then the Church community I am a part of will.  We are the Body of Christ, and we do not let one of our own fall.  When one leg is hurt and broken, we lean on the other for support.  When one hand is injured, then we use the other hand to help.  If some catastrophic event occurred, then we would share our resources with one another and still be a community of faith.  In times of struggle, Christians do not adopt an “every man for himself” model of survival.  We come together to strengthen and support each other with our presence, our prayers, our gifts, and our service.  While some may stockpile, I, and millions of other Christians, are living our lives in service to Christ.  We’re raising the next generation in love, and being in mission to those who struggle here and now.  We are focused on the task God has placed before us in the present and entrusting ourselves to God’s care in the future.  To live in constant fear of an unknown event in the uncertain future is such a shame.  It makes me pray for all those who are enslaved to this mindset.  We can never rely solely on ourselves.  We can’t do it alone.  No one is an island.  I would rather be part of the Body any day.

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