So, God’s a funny guy.

Just this morning, I was thinking over my life, which is in a bit of a shambles now, and I thought, “You know, I haven’t read anything in the Bible recently that I would want to share with anyone (don’t ask me what I’ve read AT ALL, recently). Why am I even doing this? What makes me a Christian?”

So, yikes, right? But I needed to finish a Bible study (one of those loverly curriculum things) for this morning, so I thought, “why not? It’s the crack of dawn, sure? But, my wee child has had me up for at least an hour already. Go for it.”

Well, sure enough, I was reading 1 Thessolonians 4:13 through 5:12.
This section is about the dead being raised in Christ and preparing for the day of the Lord.

Now, I’m no end-times scholar, though it does interest me, but today I had this thought. The study I was doing was about friends and if you know me, you know, I have a lot of friends. My personality collects people and my friends are VERY dear to me. So when the study asked me to say this about my old friends or that about my new friends, I can’t do it. There are too many to make a coherent thought. But what did come up was a thought about my friends who are not belivers. I don’t know why. The study wasn’t asking about them but in thinking of the day of the Lord, where will they be?

Stop for a moment and imagine that all this is real. That we are right and we are finally in heaven. That God is and that we can see him. That all the struggle is finally over. Now imagine someone you love who is not there. Hold them to your heart. See their faces. Just think of them as not there for a moment. Then imagine where they are.

I feel smacked. My good friend from college is not a believer and we’ve been friends for so long we rarely talk about it anymore. And you know what, I suck. I haven’t prayed for her in years. She’s so pleasant and fun that I don’t think about her “flaws” or her lacks. The differences between us are interesting and fun. But she is going to die someday, like everybody else and then where will she be? Where will I be? I love her too much to lose her. Forever. And I love her too much to let her suffer like that without doing everything in my power and right now all that I can do is pray.

I think I may call her (her birthday is coming) and ask her to just investigate Christ (again) to make sure she doesn’t want what He’s selling. He can be very persuasive.