Just as surely as the sun comes up every morning, I believe that God’s Son rose from the dead on resurrection day over 2000 years ago.
And just as surely as I believe that He rose, I also believe that He will come again.
In the twinkling of an eye!
Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality.
Looking up with Hope,