Well, here it is another Hump Day. We’ve made it halfway through the work week with only two more days to go. At least that’s what the old meaning of Hump Day was. Now we have the added hump of COVID , which requires us to keep our distance from others – mask up – load up on vitamin C and Elderberry root – check our temperatures and think that every cough or sneeze might indicate we are infected by the pandemic. If even the slightest symptom occurs, we feel compelled to test for COVID and plan our funerals. At the same time, we’re told that the disease is slowly dying out and we might be back to normal soon.
What exactly is that normal? It’s been so long since life has been normal that I don’t think I’d recognize it if it slapped me in the face. How many humps can a camel possess anyway? I’ve seen some with two humps, but three or more might require a much larger camel. In any event. I think many have already given up – thrown in the towel – become hermits – are developing underground cities at this very moment. Are we turning into an Orwellian society? Could be.
I have decided it’s time to knock over those hump(s) and start living again. Suddenly I’m finding my next few months are getting filled up with work obligations. I’ll be 80 in June. You’d think I’d finally retire, but anyone who has been to the grocery store or gas station recently are getting used to writing fatter checks and praying they will go through. Life must go on. We cannot sit idly by and wait for Jesus to return. It could be today or ten years from now. We may never experience it in our lifetime.
Will we be ready for His return? We will if we have made a commitment to serve Him while we can. No humps, no barricades or roadblocks are going stop our admittance into heaven. Jesus came once already. He accomplished what the Father sent Him to do. He saved mankind from eternal damnation. Believe and have faith in that and you will inherit His kingdom – where life will be far better than normal