We who are still alive will be caught up to meet the Lord in the air.
1 Thessalonians 4:17
"Do you ever put that baby down?" I was 24 hours postpartum with baby number four. Every time my nurse entered my room she found Carynne nestled in my arms instead of sleeping in her bed. The same could have been asked about any of my four babies. I treasured each stay in the hospital.
Midnight whispers during first meals.
Light bouncing from new skin.
Tender moments etched in my heart forever.
I was completely in those moments. No part of my heart was counting laundry to be washed or errands to be run. I was caught up in my baby.
Recently I dreamed of the rapture - the day when Jesus returns for His bride, the church. We will be caught up to meet Him in the air. In my dream, I and many around me weren't looking at Jesus. What bride walks the aisle without her gaze lingering on her intended? Not only was I not looking at Jesus, I was looking the opposite direction. What it was on earth that captivated my sight I do not know. It might be people, possessions or positions but something I was leaving stole my heart away from Jesus.
When I awoke, I reflected on my walk with God. Am I caught up with Him or pulled down by cares of this temporary life?
Like a novel too intriguing too put down, I want to be caught up in Him.
Like those newborn moments where my heart was fully engaged, I want to be caught up in Him.
When I am caught up in Him, my worries and cares no longer pull me down.
