Is 2019 The Year?

          As we begin a new year, my mind goes back to both a traditional hymn as well as an old, old song that my wife and I used to sing annually as a duet at this time of the year.  Both are songs of hope - actually praise and expectation.  The long anticipated event hasn't yet happened ...  but maybe this year ... or maybe even today ... or maybe even at this moment.  We pray, "Lord come quickly", for that is our hope and desire.   Believers have had this prayer and have waited for centuries, but God keeps His promises.  Maybe it will be in 2019!   Meditate on the words as you read them and then enter the new year with this great hope and expectation.   It will change you in 2019!

What if this could be the year when Jesus comes

The year that we've been waiting for so long

We'd have so little time to get our lost world won

If this could be the year when Jesus comes

Years have come and years have gone

Since Jesus went away

Leaving us the promise that He'd come again someday.  And…

What if this could be the day when Jesus comes

The day that we've been waiting for so long

We'd have so little time to get our lost world won

If this could be the day when Jesus comes

He will comes so quickly in the twinkling of an eye

In a moment we think not

He'll split the eastern sky And…

What if this could be the moment when Jesus comes

The moment that we've been waiting for so long

We'd have no time, no time to get our lost world won

If this could be the moment when Jesus comes

Yes this could be the moment Jesus comes

Now here is the hymn that is much better known, but with the same hope and message.

It may be at morn, when the day is awaking,

When sunlight through darkness and shadow is breaking,

That Jesus will come in the fullness of glory

To receive from the world "His own."

It may be at midday, it may be at twilight,

It may be, perchance, that the blackness of midnight

Will burst into light in the blaze of His glory,

When Jesus receives "His own."

While hosts cry Hosanna, from heaven descending,

With glorified saints and the angels attending,

With grace on His brow, like a halo of glory,

Will Jesus receive "His own."

Oh, joy! oh, delight! should we go without dying,

No sickness, no sadness, no dread and no crying;

Caught up through the clouds with our Lord into glory,

When Jesus receives "His own."

Refrain:

O Lord Jesus, how long, how long

Ere we shout the glad song—

Christ returneth! Hallelujah!

Hallelujah! Amen.