Sadly, I'm not always like my dog.
Now before you go all crazy on me wondering why I'm disappointed to not be like my dog, let me explain.
Any scrape of a chair, any unusual squeaking sound, any gasp, any knocking, practically any breathing sound can, without a moment's notice, send my dog into a frenzied bark. Sounds of nails scraping against the slippery wooden floors will commence, along with a dog who seems to have gone insane. Running to our door, he will bark ferociously at our mail slot, sure that the mailman must have arrived. 49 out of 50 times it will be a false call, and he will settle down for a little bit, awaiting the next unknown sound that could possibly be this mysterious intruder.
My dog knows that the mailman is coming and he's waiting. He will be ready when the mailman comes--there's no chance my dog is going to miss him.
Now, let me back up to my first sentence. Sadly, I'm not always like my dog. I know for a fact that Jesus Christ is coming back. But I'm not always acting like I know that. I'm not always living how I should for someone who knows that Jesus could come back at any second. 1 Thessalonians 5:1-2 says, "Now, brothers and sisters, about times and dates we do not need to write to you, for you know very well that the day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night."
We're living in the knowledge that Jesus could come back any second, but are we living like we truly believe it?
Kayla Joy
