HAVE YOU BOOKED YOUR TICKET? II
If you want to make heaven, you have to mean business with God. God is not an anyhow God, you cannot just stroll into his presence the way you like and stroll out. This is one of the reasons why the Church is fast losing relevance. This is why the world no longer takes the Church seriously. Today, the cheapest designation is ‘pastor’ because it has been reduced to that level. Pastor is not a title, it is supposed to be an office, ordained by God.
If Jesus would return on a Sunday morning, it will be business as usual in a lot of cathedrals, the programme will continue uninterrupted while the rapture has taken place. As an intercessor, I feel so pained.
During the last one-on-one spiritual encounter I had with Christ, he told me that his people are not ready. That was the turning point. The setting was very clear; a setting of gross materialism, a setting where everyone was busy chasing and pilling container of goods stacked up to the sky. Everything in me wanted to check out of that location and because I had enough money on me, I found my way to the airport. There was nobody to even take my enquiries.
On getting to the airport, I discovered that there was no plane. I was shocked. It then dawned on me that I have been trapped in a dusty land. The pain was indescribable. I approached an elderly man who was busy like every other person and asked him if I could still get a flight to my destination. The man discerned that I was a stranger in that land, he said that nobody travelled by air in that place without booking their flight in advance. When he noticed my countenance and how disappointed I was, he told me that there is an alternative, he pointed a bus stop to me and said that I could go by road, all I had to do was to sleep through the journey and wake up at my destination. Everything in me rejected this alternative.
The weight of being stranded in a dusty land brought me out of sleep. I woke up to ease myself. I returned to bed still pained in my spirit. Scene 2; the dream continued. Jesus Christ appeared in the cloud not smiling and said that what I saw was not about me. He told me that his people are not ready. That response had two effects on me because I thought I had missed the rapture, so I was a bit relieved when he assured me that it was not about me.
The second effect was painful to me as an intercessor – the fact that his people are not ready. I don’t want anyone to be trapped in this place.
Then he asked me the question, by the way, have you booked your ticket? Ticket again! I exclaimed. In other words, are you ready? Suddenly, the pain woke up something in me and I said, ‘Jesus, you are my ticket for the rapture, what you did on the cross is my ticket for the rapture’. Immediately a booklet of ticket left his hand and I grabbed it, alas, ticket at last to fly! Because of how I treasured it, another prayer came, ‘I said I don’t have what it takes to keep this ticket, please keep it for me’. The ticket left my hand and returned to him.
My Christianity has not remained the same since then. I started observing what was happening in the name of Church, and in the name of people who come to Church. If the rapture would take place right now, would you fly? You can’t force it on anybody. Nobody can pastor you beyond your level of persuasion. Nobody can force you to make heaven if you have decided to go to hell. It is a personal decision; it is one-on-one race. A couple will be on the same bed, one will make the rapture while the other is left behind. It is a selective encounter. God is not interested in your religious accomplishment or your climbing the ecclesiastical ladder. Have you booked your ticket?
TO BE CONTINUED.


