Keep Your Clothes!

Revelation 16:15 “Behold, I am coming as a thief. Blessed is he who watches, and keeps his garments, lest he walk naked and they see his shame.”

This unique passage in Revelation has a warning and a blessing.

The first part of this verse was a warning about the suddenness of the Lord’s return as He is coming as a thief to the world not anticipating His return.

The second part of this passage was in reference to the duties of the priesthood in the days of the Temple.  The Levities were in charge of keeping the Temple holy, day and night.

Throughout the evening, the captain of the guard would make his rounds to make sure that those who were assigned watched attentively so that no one would defile the Temple during the night. If a watchman was found sleeping, he was beaten and his garments were set on fire so that he had to return home naked in his shame!

It’s hard to imagine any believer sleeping at this hour!  We are seeing events unfold with such clarity, there is a sense of urgency as the days grow darker.  Let us seize this time, and recognize the great opportunity we have to share the gospel to a world more ready to receive it.   To even the most hardened person … they can clearly see that the world has radically changed in ways like never before.

You are one of today’s watchmen! As the world gets darker … continue to shine His light — in His love, for you shall truly reap if you faint not!  So be blessed … as you continue to watch!

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