Nebraska has been frigid this week with temperatures below zero and wind chills in the negative double digits. Out in “farm country”, where we live, night temps seem to bite into your skin and stepping outside to do anything seems like a terrible idea.
When my hubby and I came home last night, the lights seemed to flicker a bit in the house. I thought it was a bulb beginning to die, then I noticed it was in every room. We made sure to keep the minimum number of lights on to help the grid from being overtaxed. But around one o’clock this morning, the electricity went off.
Suddenly the rhythmic whoosh of the c-pap machine my husband uses was gone. The little milk house heater no longer glowed, the fridge no longer hummed. The gas-fed stove we use to heat the house fell silent. Because of the negative temperatures outside, the house temperatures began to chill.
No heat, no light, no sounds.
I put another quilt on the bed to fight against the cold as it settled in the room and I waited. There were no sounds, no light to see by, no warmth was offered.
Hubby checked our power company’s website and they posted a minor outage had occurred in our area. I knew we would have power again soon, but when? When would the life giving source be restored?
Thankfully, within the hour, the electricity was back on and we were able to fall asleep.
I have often wondered what it means when the Bible speaks of the separation of man from God for eternity. The weeping and gnashing of teeth, the cold and utter darkness, came to mind as I lay in bed (1 Thessalonians 5:23, Philippians 3:20, Titus 2:13).
I know the inconvenience of no electricity does not compare to eternity without God’s presence, but last night was as close as I want to get.
Best Beloved, Heaven is real, so is Hell. One does not exist without the other. My heart breaks for my family members and friends who have passed away and did not have a relationship with God. Not as a ticket to Heaven, but to know, lean into, trust, and obey throughout life.
I have seen the comfort of Christ in a person’s life being a person through deep heartache. Dear hubby and I have been experiencing this for the past few weeks. The joy and celebration that come from walking with God daily. These moments breathe life into my tired soul.
As a believer who has accepted Christ in my life, I do not worry that I will be cast out. Yet, friends and family of whom I love deeply are in danger. My prayer is for their salvation and for their hearts to grow in the knowledge and grace of Jesus (2 Peter 3:8). That they will see that glorious morning when Christ returns again-one day (1 Thessalonians 5:23, Philippians 3:20, Titus 2:13).