I’ve talked about the Rapture with some young moms and there is a similar lament. “But I want to raise my kids first!” Today, while looking for something else, I stumbled across Isaiah 11:6-9, which seems to teach that we will be able to not only raise our kids and enjoy our grand kids, but also do it in a world without evil.
Then the wolf shall be a guest of the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the young goat;
The calf and the young lion shall browse together, with a little child to guide them.
The cow and the bear shall graze, together their young shall lie down;
the lion shall eat hay like the ox.
The baby shall play by the viper’s den,
and the child lay his hand on the adder’s lair.
They shall not harm or destroy on all my holy mountain;
for the earth shall be filled with knowledge of the LORD, as water covers the sea.
The photo of Lil Buzz was taken 2 days ago. Just think … if we get Raptured soon, we’ll not only all be together, but I’ll have a glorified body that can run and play again!
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Thank you Chrissy, I’ve been (mildly, mind you) fretting about this general subject, so this is timely.
I want to be a mother, very much. Buuu~ut, I gotta find Prince Geeks-a-lot first. This is difficult, because I have real difficulty dating–first of all, being virtuous and stating that right out front (to avoid future misunderstanding) knocks most single men I encounter right out. Then, when I do find one that nods his head and we go out. . . I spend the whole time feeling like I’m cheating on someone. Inevitably, he gets too handsy during the first date (I do like holding hands, and maybe a peck on the cheek on a first date, but when the arms become tentacles, I’m done). . . *sigh*. And no, I’ve never, in my life, gone on more than one date with anyone. (Well, excepting my gay best friend, but that doesn’t count for obvious reasons. . . why are there no single straight guys that aren’t going into seminary that enjoy sitting on park benches, sipping wine out of thermoses, and reading passages to each other from our favorite Mideval mystics?) Tch.
There’s also the lingering intuition that I can’t meet Prince Snarks-back “until after the world has ended, cuz he’s really busy right now, and it wouldn’t be fair to either of you” *[the same intuition that warned of Hurricane Katrina years in advance (the storm that is coming that will drown the city of New Orleans), the economic crash of 2007-Present (the need to learn to do as much for myself as possible), and some other things]. When considering my social-life-issues, my intuitive thing that won’t go way. . . Jesus’ words are a bit alarming. “My poor Mother!” I say to myself. “How do I explain?!”
There’s an interesting bit of thinking that has to go on to reconcile what you notice, about there being babies and children, with Jesus’ comment that, after the Ressurection, people won’t be getting married. The statements aren’t mutually exclusive, but they do prompt deeper thought on the meaning and purpose of marriage– and all the sacraments, really.
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When I told Mama Buzz about our Glorified Tribulation Army of teachers, preachers, and resistance warriors, she said, “What would I ever do?! I was born to be a MOM!”
I said, “You’re already an Army wife. You’d keep on with that, just with lots more kids. Cuz there’s going to be orphans who get Raptured without their parents. And the souls of aborted and miscarried babies.”
Then I told her this book I read recently that had aborted kids going to Earth to plead for repentance from their moms and dads and I think some went to the abortionists too. But the kids came here in regular bodies, which was awkward what with weather and finding the people etc.
I speculated that maybe what will actually happen is that, when “the dead shall rise first” means the aborted souls would get glorified bodies and one job she’d be SO good at is accompanying them to Earth, which they could do in a cool glorified zip in, zip out way … cuz who needs taxis or warm coats when you’re glorified, right?
She always wanted to adopt a big bunch of kids, but she’s got some of my health problems and is finding 2 a struggle physically. The idea of having a perfected body and LOTS of kids who need her made her kinda squeal with delight. 🙂
Speaking of which … Dearest just came home and I believe there was mention of pie. So I’m outa here!
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