Recent events have given us an amazing example of something that is going on in the spiritual realm. A jumbo jet disappeared somewhere over the ocean and no one can find it. Search parties have combed most of South Asia looking for their loved ones and the giant airliner carrying them to their planned destination. The passengers did not anticipate never seeing their friends or family again. Last goodbyes that could have been shared and hasty decisions to catch a last minute business flight; it all went terribly wrong and now it’s over – or is it?
Maybe there are survivors somewhere crashed on a desolate island like in the TV series “Lost.” Maybe they were hijacked and landed safely on some abandoned airstrip left over from WWII, Perhaps they crashed into the sea and a few of them survived and are still floating around like a bobber in a vast ocean – we still don’t know…
Neither do we know what caused the disappearance. Were there terrorists involved? Was this the result of a mechanical or technical malfunction? Did a pilot or member of the crew engage in a diabolical plan to take the plane down? Was it just an accident?
Why would something like this happen? How could it happen? We all have many questions and no answers. Maybe time will tell. Perhaps we will discover answers if and when we find the black boxes that are still with the plane. The problem is that the transponders only give off a signal for a little while and then it fades. Will we get there too late?
Time is of the essence isn’t it? But how do we appreciate the passing of time without something momentous bringing it to our attention? I look into my bathroom mirror and ask, “Who is that old Dude staring back at me?” Where did the time go? How did my children grow up so fast? Did I do anything worthwhile with the time I have let pass so quickly? Can I still make changes?
God’s transponder’s signal is fading fast and possibly stopping at any moment. Then it’s all over and I’ll never know the answers to the questions that I so deeply desire to answer. Who put me here on this planet? What is it all about? How can I make the most of the time I am given? Am I still desperately searching or have I failed to even ask the right questions? Have I given up?
There will certainly be answers and there will be a reckoning. We can be sure that God will not leave us hanging in suspense, but the answers may be horrifying and the story may not end well. Wake up! Respond to God’s voice inside you, leading to the answers you seek, while you can still hear Him. Make the change of heart to which He is calling you. While there is time, there is hope. But when time is out, hope dies and all that remains is the knowledge that our ship has gone down and nothing can any longer avert the tragedy we have brought upon ourself. Prepare for the best before the signal fades and you are stuck with the worst.