Isn't that neat? We can sing "Hallelujah, he is coming!"
The idea of Jesus coming is something that we should rejoice in, not something to be in fear of. When you see Jesus coming it shouldn't feel the same way as a teacher walking down an isle passing out pop quizzes. Or judgmental christians who give questioning eyes on the halter top you wear to church.
The last few weeks at church I have some how ended up sitting next to the same couple. Their new to our college group, and apparently can't stand to be more than a foot away from each other at all times. The first time I sat next to them I couldnt' stop turning to watch them grope each other, or rub, or kiss, or suggestively wink. I mean, we were in church.
As easily as I played the church lady though, I could have joked, slyly asked 'how could they ever handle a long distance relationship?'. Avoiding the disapproving glances and opting for anything friendlier.
Hallelujah God doesn't send us disapproving glances at every wrong thing we do. I imagine it to be more of a confused look. A well-isn't-that-different-can-you-stop-now-please type look, possibly. Not unlike the confused look of a dog.
How easy it is for me to scrunch and glare at them. When instead I could just accept it, and pray for them to see how groping each other in church isn't exactly helping to focus attention to God. A confused yet patient look. Because in my selfish heart, I hope that Jesus might not glare at me; but stare without looking away, confused, waiting for me to stop.
