Headlines are being made because a small group of “christians” claiming the rapture will take place tomorrow. They claim to have searched the scriptures , calculated the hidden numerology and arrived at May 21, 2011 as the clearly identified date when the end of the world will come. (Personally, I think that’s hog wash. I could use a few *%#@ but I want to keep this clean.)
So, on my way to work this morning I reflected on my childhood growing up in terror of the rapture. Being taught that all those who hadn’t experienced a certain clearly identifiable religious experience were bound for hell, I lived petrified. Nightly I feared the rapture would happen in my sleep (guess who struggled to go to sleep?). I begged God for this experience that would indicate I had evidently earned a level of goodness to go to heaven and not hell when Jesus appears in the clouds. Every year I would hear special revival preachers, experts evidently in these matters, like Richard Heard, who would have me checking my zippers to see if I had unwittingly taken the mark of the beast and had sealed my ticket to hell.
I can remember waking up multiple times a night and rushing down the hall to my parents door to strain my ears to hear if my parents were breathing. Usually this wasn’t too difficult since my dad’s snoring could shake the house. But occasionally there would be silence. My heart would then begin to beat so loudly in my chest, I was convinced, in my sinful, wretched, 10 year old self that I was doomed to burn for all eternity because God hated those who had not fully lived a righteous and holy life.
However on each of these nights, suddenly, as if the resurrection had occured my father would begin to snore loudly out of dead silence and my fears would be parlayed for a few more hours. (This was all before the diagnosis of sleep apnea which would cause my dad to stop breathing in his sleep for up to 90 seconds. That IS scary.) Following this realization of my second chance I would burst through the door and ask my parents to pray that God would give me this experience, so I could be saved. After a few moments of fervent prayer, I would often try to sleep on the floor next to their bed. Frequently I would have different horrific nightmares in various forms always with the same theme such as seeing my saved parents riding an upward escalator and I, alone, on a downward escalator.
I think the worst incident was the morning I woke up looked at the clock and discovered it was time to get ready for school. I showered, changed and went out to get breakfast only to discover my parents weren’t home. I quickly ran through the house calling out their names, checked the garage to discover to my horror both cars parked in the garage. As my panic escalated I ran around the house checked literally every crevice, nothing. I then began making phone calls to all the “saved” people I knew. No answer. I finally got my sister on the phone, who was living in Georgia at the time. This was extremely confusing for me. If there was one person I was certain was good enough to go to heaven it would be her, but there she was answering the phone. As I attempted a normal conversation in my full blown panicked state some important details began to emerge. You need to understand I was probably around 14, and never called anybody! As my sister began to question what was happening. I ran through the story, waking up, getting ready for school, etc. She calmly pointed out that would probably be difficult to go to school since it was almost bed time. Turns out, I had fallen asleep in the afternoon, woken up in fugue, thinking it was morning but it was actually a late summer evening after dinner. My parents hadn’t been raptured as I had feared but were instead just out for an early evening stroll. I think the most shocking thing about all of this was that I had received the “religious experience” but that never removed the fear of not being good enough to face this angry God. I always worried that there was something more, some other requirement, something that I should do and then I would be ready.
Fast forward to today. I thought to myself what if it was true that Jesus was coming back tomorrow, what would I do differently? In the past 25 years what have I learned about Christ and my salvation. What makes me confident or fearful today? Would I want to “pray through” or “fast?” How would I make sure I’m ready?
Timothy Keller’s in his latest book the King’s Cross has a section that mentions Zechariah’s prophecy that illuminates my hope. He describes in great detail a sermon he heard about the rituals the Old Testament High Priests would go through to get ready for the Day of Atonement or Yom Kippur. This was the one day of the year that the High Priest would enter into the Holy of Holies, in the tabernacle or temple. This extensive ritual included a week of being secluded as to not touch anything unclean, followed by a night of no sleep where the priest would read the Law all night. This was all followed by a number of sacrifices, and baths for himself and the people. Evidently the whole community would watch to make sure he didn’t miss anything (their forgiveness depended on it). Finally, after all this he would make his way into the Holy of Holies where he would meet God face to face.
Keller states it this way, “When the high priest went before God there wasn’t a speck on him; he was as pure as pure can be. Only if you understand that do you realize why the next lines of the prophecy in Zechariah 3 were so shocking: Zechariah saw Joshua the high priest standing before the presence of God in the holy of holies – but Joshua’s garments were covered in excrement. He was absolutely defiled. Zechariah couldn’t believe his eyes…God was giving Zechariah a prophetic vision so that he could see us the way that God sees us. In spite of all our efforts to be pure, to be good, to be moral, to cleanse ourselves, God sees our hearts, and our hearts are full of filth.
All of our morality, all of our good works, don’t really get to the heart, and Zechariah suddenly realized that no matter what we do we’re unfit for the presence of God. But just as he was about to despair, he heard: ‘Take off his filthy clothes.’ Then he said to Joshua, ‘See, I have taken away your sin, and I will put rich garments on you…Listen,…I’m going to bring my servant, the Branch,…and I will remove the sin of this land in a single day.’ (Zechariah 3:4 and 8-9)”
“Centuries later another Joshua showed up, another Yeshua. Jesus, Yeshua, Joshua – It’s all the same in Aramaic, Greek and Hebrew. He staged his own Day of Atonement. One week beforehand, Jesus began to prepare. And the night before, he didn’t go to sleep – but what happened to Jesus was exactly the reverse of what happened to Joshua the high priest, because if instead of cheering him on, nearly everyone he loved betrayed, abandoned, or denied him. And when he stood before God, instead of receiving words of encouragement, the Father forsook him. Instead of being clothed in rich garments, he was stripped of the only garment he had, he was beaten and he was killed naked. He was bathed too, in human spit.” “God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.” (2 Corinthians 5:21) (Keller, King’s Cross)
So what would I do…simply trust in Jesus.
I want to add a few quotes about the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Sadly in all of my young, honest, desperation, I missed these simple truths growing up. I don’t know why, I don’t blame or hate anyone for that, but the following truths are what I would put my full confidence in today. They are what I would tell those closest to me to trust in.
“The gospel is that God connects to you not on the basis of what you’ve done (or haven’t done) but on the basis of what Jesus has done, in history, for you.”
“The gospel isn’t advice: It’s the good news that you don’t need to earn you way to God; Jesus has already done it for you. And it’s a gift that you receive by sheer grace—through God’s thoroughly unmerited favor.”
“He has lived the life you should have lived, he has died the death you should have died. If you rely on Jesus’ finished work, you know that God is satisfied with you.” (Keller, King’s Cross)
So if you have any anxiety, any fear, any uneasiness, trust in Jesus, it’s the only way to live. (Romans 5) So if the world does end tomorrow, I say “Bring it on!” John says it this way at the end of the Book Revelation. “Surely I (Jesus) come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.”