The End of the World, part 2

I realize that the title of this post is a classic oxymoron, but I like it.

I’m still thinking about this end of the world thing.  The truth is that the world did end for thousand of people on Saturday.  And also on Sunday.  And today, ad infinitum.  When someone dies, that person’s world ends.  The whole “Judgement Day” craziness that went on for the past several weeks simply distracts from the fact that the end comes every day for a lot of people.

For many of those people, it’s completely unnecessary, and that is the tragedy of the situation.  How many thousands die daily from completely curable diseases, malnutrition, lack of access to clean water, and senseless violence?  That’s what followers of Christ should be spending their time and energy on.

There is a common criticism of conservative Christians, that they are only interested in life before birth and after death.  It’s altogether too fair, unfortunately.  Jesus, however, was more interested in living people than dead (except for those He rose back to life).  Yes, He wants people to spend eternity with Him after they die; that’s why He gave His life.  But He also said that those who don’t feed the poor and visit the sick and imprisoned will not be where He is.  (Matt 25)

His brother James also said,

If one of you says to them, “Go in peace; keep warm and well fed,” but does nothing about their physical needs, what good is it?

It’s pretty clear that when Christ does return – and He has promised to do so at an hour when no one expects – He wants to find us going about His business of reaching the lost, feeding the hungry, loving our neighbors, and such.  It’s safe to say that if He finds us sitting on our assets just waiting for Him, He won’t be happy.  Of such lazy, cruel, and selfish servants, He says in a parable:

The master of that servant will come on a day when he does not expect him and at an hour he is not aware of.  He will cut him to pieces and assign him a place with the hypocrites, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.

Doesn’t sound like a happy ending.

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It's not about me, remember?
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