2023 The Year That JESUS CHRIST Returns
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Description
The New Testament is consistent in its anticipation that the return of
Christ might occur at any moment. That pervading perspective of
imminence prompts three questions. The first question pertains to
whether the Tribulation will precede Christ's coming for the church. The
answer to that question is that it will not because the church is never
asked to look forward to the tribulation, but they are asked to look
forward to Christ's coming. The second question revolves around how the
return of Christ could have been imminent in the early church. The
answer here is that no one but the Father knows when the coming will
occur, so that Christians including the early church must always be
ready. The third question asks why Christ's imminent return is so
important. This answer relates to the motivation it supplies for
believers to purify their lives and thereby progress toward the goal of
sanctification and Christ-likeness. This book 2023 The Year That JESUS CHRIST Returns will show the reader the reason and the signs why the Author believes this is so.
About the Author
Ernest J. Giro was born in Havana, Cuba and he is an avid and seasoned writer and published Author with many and various published works. He currently resides in Quito, Ecuador.
I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone