Sweet Sunday Scripture – One of these days…

But let me tell you something wonderful,
a mystery I’ll probably never fully understand.

We’re not all going to die—
but we are all going to be changed.

You hear a blast to end all blasts from a trumpet,
and in the time that you look up and blink your eyes—it’s over.
On signal from that trumpet from heaven,
the dead will be up and out of their graves,
beyond the reach of death, never to die again.

At the same moment and in the same way,
we’ll all be changed.

In the resurrection scheme of things, this has to happen:
everything perishable taken off the shelves
and replaced by the imperishable,
this mortal replaced by the immortal.

Then the saying will come true:
Death swallowed by triumphant Life!
Who got the last word, oh, Death?
Oh, Death, who’s afraid of you now?

It was sin that made death so frightening
and law-code guilt that gave sin its leverage,
its destructive power.

But now in a single victorious stroke of Life,
all three—sin, guilt, death—are gone,
the gift of our Master, Jesus Christ. Thank God!
1 Corinthians 15:51-57 (The Message)

What we live for and deal with in this world,
and what this world is full of
is NOT all there is to living.

One of these days, we’ll hear that trumpet sound,
and what we’ve longed for will happen…
We’ll see Jesus face to face!

Hang in there, friends! Hang on to God’s Word.
We’re not home, yet!
But we will be… one of these days!

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I'm a Jesus-loving, husband-loving, family-loving minister's wife and mom to two college kids, making our home and serving our Lord in the Mississippi Delta. I study, teach, speak, and write for the greatest Boss in the universe. "Faith, Family, Food, Fun, and Living Life brewed in the fragrance of the knowledge of Jesus Christ in every place": That's what you'll find at SmellingCoffee.com

Comments

  1. Southern Belle says:

    I needed to read this today! I was reminded of the following verse of the song “It is well with my soul,” while reading your post.

    And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
    The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
    The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
    Even so, it is well with my soul.

    ~Christine

  2. Good Sunday morning, dear one who makes the best chili,
    I hope your week is blessed and happy..
    xo bj

  3. Thank you for this encouraging word and good reminder of what we have in knowing where we are headed. God is good. I like your title. I love the smell of coffee, especially when you open the container for the first time. There’s nothing like it:) Blessings…

  4. i so needed that word today!!!!