The lead singer welcomed us all to service today, sounding familiar, as I heard him almost every week. I greeted the usual ushers, taking the weekly church "magazine". Quickly, I glanced at the tithes declaration, dismayed as I saw the smaller number for December than November. Still, there was hope, December wasn't over yet. I turned to the left and walked down the stairs to the 5th row from the front, and sat on the 2nd seat from the left. The usual place.
Something unusual, many people were absent. The usual people were not there. A few self-convincing guesses assured me. "They must be fatigued from the YPM camp, or perhaps sick, or overseas?"
We started singing Christmas songs. Isn't it 2 weeks to Christmas? I couldn't register nor remember the words for the songs. We only sing them once a year right?
Sadly, people who remember Christmas only once a year are to be pitied. What a great day Christmas is. Too bad so few experience the true meaning of it. Yet it's all planned already- the total number of Christians before the 2nd coming, the number of Christians gone through mission work, and the number of sins. Then, the plagues will be poured upon the earth within 7 years of trials and tribulations.
"I want to be there when it happens".
"I want to die during that time or last till the end of it".
spoke at : 12:58:00 AM