I can't remember if I have already sent you this piece as a Sunday special, or if the last time you saw it was when I originally published it on September 22, 2019. It doesn't really matter. I just read it again and it was all-new to me. It was like I was reading it for the first time. (I know you've heard that line before, but it's true, so I suppose that it does not qualify as "a line."). So if it is this way for me, then surely it will be this way for you, and even if I sent it to you last weekend, what does it matter? This article has sparked me anew to keep the prospect of the snatching away of the body of Christ foremost in my thinking—more real than my first cup of black coffee in the morning. 

 

Paul gave the truth of the snatching away to the saints of Thessalonica, and then said, "Comfort one another with these words" (1 Thessalonians 4:18). If those saints, who lived two-thousand years ago, were to be comforted by thinking about the snatching away, then what about us, for whom the event is 2,000 years closer, and not only that, but perhaps only a few months away?

 

Let us try to appreciate every little happiness in this life, all of which are little reminders of the greater glories of sitting with Christ in a beautiful, upper world where death and doom are no more. 

 

From the peninsula, with love and thanksgiving for you all, 

 

Martin