so Christ was sacrificed once to take away the sins of many people; and he will appear a second time, not to bear sin, but to bring salvation to those who are waiting for him. Hebrews 9:28
We always think of Salvation as this thing that has already happened to us. We got saved. We got our salvation.
The definition to salvation is to save from evil and deliver from sin. So really, in a sense we have been given a piece of our salvation. But (and this is the good part) our true salvation comes when Christ takes us home. That is when we will truly have NO evil around us. No sin. No death. No pain. No loss. No grief. No stress. No hurt. No hormones. (ok, that last one gets me excited!)
God is big enough to take us away from all the things that do us some sort of harm (evil). You may think a little worry isn’t that big of a deal, but worry is just stress, and stress is a huge deal. Stress can give you a heart attack, which can kill you. So DON’T worry.
HA.. preachin to the CHOIR. Ok, well, myself. I’m a worry wart. BIG TIME. Mostly because I’m really geeky and a nerd and I like to plan stuff out. (sadly, I’ll be the mom who has an itinerary when we go on vacation. When I mean itinerary, I don’t mean we’ll go here on this day. I mean, at 8 am we’ll get up, by 9 we’ll be here or there.. Its really a sickness I have…) I’m a super planner. And when things mess up my plans (which happens a lot) I freak out.
FOR EXAMPLE: Yesterday, I found out that my disability insurance will only pay me for 6 weeks. Unless I have a C-Section. I was planning on taking off 8 weeks from work (which would have put ole Lucy at 10 weeks when I go back. Well, now its looking more like she’ll be 7 weeks when I go back. I had already sent a letter to my principal and superintendent telling them I wouldn’t see them until October. It’ll be more like September now. I have to go discuss details with the lady who does all of that today, but I will miss some time with my little newborn that I thought I was going to get. That kind of stresses me out.
I wanted that time with her, but frankly, we cannot afford for me to take off 3 weeks of school. And I don’t want to exhaust all my days for next year in case my little one needs me to stay home a day or two. I’ll take a sick day for my baby. But I need those sick days. I only get like 7.
I talked with Wes, and he says he’s ready. He’s going to be stay at home dad. I’m super jealous of him too. I just wanted to make sure he could handle me coming back to work so quick. He said, “I got this. She’ll be walkin when you get home the first day. An probably talking too…” Ok Wes..
I’m just a little worried that all my plans are out the window and I don’t like that.
And not that I’ll be the planner of heaven’s activities, but in heaven, our plans won’t get spoiled. They won’t get ruined. Which is nice to think about. We won’t have to worry about stuff not going our way. Hallelujah right?
Sorry if my blog was a little late today. This will probably be the new time for it to show up. And maybe even a little later. Once summer gets here – I’m not going to be waking up at 6:15 every day. I’ll try to have them posted by 7:30. I’m still an early bird. But do not dare give me a worm. I don’t like them. They are interesting, but slimy and I’m not down with that.