Left Behind

It seems God has pressed something on my mind and my heart for about two months now. As the days go by it becomes more evident why.

It all started when I walked into a funeral of a dear Sister (in faith) and thinking this is what Heaven will be like. There were so many people there that I knew and loved. Not that, "oh I love you" type either. The genuine I Love You. I was overcome with joy and thought how blessed that sister was that she was already experiencing the Heaven I longed to be a part of.

Then came a dream someone shared with me about the coming of Christ and how she felt she should not have been in the group to rise up but somehow she was. She said she had seen those who would be left behind and she cried for them. This was a dream she had long ago and she said today she can see those who were left behind were no longer in the church. I immediately mourned for those I knew had left the faith and weren't living it anymore. I was one of them not too long ago. Then I rejoiced in the fact I listened when God called and wanted me to return. Then, I prayed. I prayed for those who were searching, looking for the God they knew was right there. I prayed they would have their eyes and hearts opened and would run to God.

Next, I have had about 3 complete meltdowns and with each one felt the desire to open my Bible. I had no idea why or what I would read. However, with each time God showed me where to turn. Each time I was overcome with peace and I wept. I wept that God could be so close when I felt so alone. It was amazing.

Then, my mother told me about the Left Behind books. I had read them years ago but didn't really remember them. She said read it. I took the first one from her classroom and read it within 3 days. WOW! It was as though everything prior to reading this was a sign that God wanted me to prepare myself and my loved ones for his return. I was frightened, I was eager, and mostly I was afraid I would not be able to do what he was calling me to do. With each turn of the page I would turn to the Bible to double check. These books will open your mind. I am thankful to have read them and that I was able to go to the Bible when I second guessed the facts. I should study the Bible more.

Lastly, I went to church Sunday upset I wasn't in Tahoka. I felt God had wanted me there, but as I sat and listened to the preaching I was in awe. I felt like God had just tested me to see if I would be willing to go. I was more than willing. Yet, I felt I had failed because I didn't go. Yet, here I sat and it was as though every thought, emotion, or prayer I had mummer-ed within those few months were being taught on. Then the song - Left Behind was started. Talk about a rush of emotion. I felt like God was saying I can hear you. I know what you want and what you desire. I am here. Come to me.

I couldn't breathe. I had never even heard this song before, yet it felt like it was something I had written. I sat there with the rush of emotion and spirit. I thought God you are truly amazing. I couldn't contain it. I wept. I stood and testified on everything I just wrote to you. I know God wants me to get this out no matter how I do it.

He is coming, he is going to take those who are holy, he is going to leave those behind who have failed. I do not want to fail. I want to rise up to the challenge and I want to be one of his. I know  a prayer I seem to pray nightly is to be a light unto others. Each time I prayed it I thought on my sister. She, at numerous times, has been told God shines through her. It is so true and I want to be that way as well.

There are so many examples of living the faith... it isn't just attending church on Sunday and Wed. It is about living it daily, learning daily, and praying daily. Faith without works is dead. Never before has that meant so much to me.

Thank you for taking the time to read. I know I have a lot of learning and growing to do, but I feel as though this is the first step.

Prayers for you and yours.