Everyday is Judgement Day
On the macrocosm – we are born from Mom alone and we die alone. Almost a unmitigated fact of life. In the space of these two events we live what we call our lives, long or short we are learning along the way, observing, experiencing, testing, refusing, embracing, maturing. We reduce life down into segments of years. Some we refer to by decades – our twenties, thirties, forties and so on. Some by periods of time – our teens, adulthood, senior citizens. Some spans we note by our birthdays – I am now ten years old, I am now eleven. And some by the rights that come with certain ages – I can drive a car now, I can vote! I can drink alcohol. I can collect retirement.
The Cycle of Birth and Death
But if we look closely we can see that the human existence is a constant renewal of the birth/death experience that occurs far more frequently than just at these milestones moments. We have seasons of winter spring summer and fall – some providing environments for life and living, others for death and dying. Have you ever noticed that our everyday is both a reflection of birth and death, with our waking up like babies to each day, and we come alive taking on the day (or life before us) and as we continue on we get tired, and fatigued and at the end of our activity we lay ourselves down in the dark to rest? Every single day of our lives is met with a rising light and a setting light?
Daily Reflection and Renewal
That every sunrise is a new opportunity for a new approach, a changing of our minds, a time to search out our hearts and take a different approach and attitude than the days before, and every night is a time to look back on what we did, and thought and said that day, like we will do on our deathbeds except each new day provides us with a chance to change where the death bed does not?
In the face of this I want you to reconsider the man-made idea that Jesus is coming back to destroy this world with a great and grand judgement day and realize that God has, in the very construction of the cosmos and Man, made everyday . . . judgement Day.
