Devotional 12-6-13

Suggested Scripture:  Matthew 13:47-50

Advent, or Parousia, as it is sometimes called, is the anticipation of the establishment of the kingdom of God on earth.  It is believed that God’s coming will be preceded by a day of judgment in which God will separate the saints from the sinners.

Now, let me back up a little and tell you about a book I encountered as a young person (a long time ago) in Methodist Youth Camp.  The book is titled “God’s Trombones” and is a collection of sermons preached by many old-time Black preachers during the period just after the Civil War.  James Weldon Johnson collected them and published them as “God’s Trombones,” a book that I have treasured all these years.  But, it is the kind of treasure that likes to be shared.  Therefore, since we are talking Advent and there just happens to be a sermon in “God’s Trombones” about judgment day, here in its entirety is the vision of one preacher of what judgment day will be like.

The Judgment Day

In that great day,

People, in that great day, 

God’s a-going to rain down fire.

God’s a-going to sit in the middle of the air

To judge the quick and the dead.

Early one of these mornings,

God’s a-going to call for Gabriel;

And God’s a-going to say to him: Gabriel,

Blow your silver trumpet, 

And wake the living nations.

And Gabriel’s going to ask him: Lord,

How loud must I blow it?

And God’s a-going to tell him: Gabriel,

Blow it calm and easy.

Then putting one foot on the mountain top,

And the other in the middle of the sea,

Gabriel’s going to stand and blow his horn,

To wake the living nations.

Then God’s a-going to say to him:  Gabriel,

Once more blow your silver trumpet,

And wake the nations underground.

And Gabriel’s going to ask him: Lord

How loud must I blow it?

And God’s a-going to tell him: Gabriel,

Like seven peals of thunder.

Then the tall, bright angel, Gabriel,

Will put one foot on the battlements of heaven

And the other one the steps of hell,

And blow that silver trumpet

Till he shakes old hell’s foundations.

And I feel Old Earth a-shuddering –

And I see the graves a-bursting –

And I hear a sound,

A blood-chilling sound.

What sound is it that I hear?

It’s the clicking together of dry bones,

Bone to bone – the dry bones.

And I see coming out of the bursting graves,

And marching up from the valley of death,

The army of the dead.

And the living and the dead in the twinkling of an eye

Are caught up in the middle of the air,

Before God’s judgment bar.

Oh-o-oh sinner,

Where will you stand,

In that great day when God’s a-going to rain down fire?

Oh, you gambling man – where will you stand?

You whore-mongering man – where will you stand?

Liars and backsliders – where will you stand,

In that great day when God’s a-going to rain down fire?

And God will divide the sheep from the goats,

The one on the right, the other on the left.

And to them on the right God’s a-going to say:

Enter into my kingdom.

And those who’ve come through great tribulations,

And washed their robes in the blood of the Lamb,

They will enter in –

Clothed in spotless white,

With starry crowns upon their heads,

And silver slippers on their feet,

And harps within their hands:

And two by two they’ll walk 

Up and down the golden street,

Feasting on the milk and honey

Singing new songs of Zion,

Chattering with the angels

All around the Great White Throne.

And to them on the left God’s a-going to say:

Depart from me into everlasting darkness,

Down into the bottomless pit.

And the wicked like lumps of lead will start to fall,

Headlong for seven days and nights they’ll fall,

Plumb into the big, black red-hot mouth of hell,

Belching out fire and brimstone.

And their cries like howling, yelping dogs,

Will go up with the fire and smoke from hell,

But God will stop his ears.

Too late, sinner!  Too late!

Good-bye sinner!  Good-bye!

In hell, sinner! In Hell!

Beyond the reach of the love of God.

And I hear a voice, crying crying:

Time shall be no more!

Time shall be no more!

Time shall be no more!

And the sun will go out like a candle in the wind,

The moon will turn to dripping blood,

The stars will fall like cinders,

And the sea will burn like tar;

And the earth shall melt away and be dissolved,

And the sky will roll up like a scroll.

With a wave of his hand God will blot out time,

And start the wheel of eternity.

Sinner, oh, sinner

Where will you stand

In that great day when God’s a-going to rain down fire?

Prayer:  Oh, Heavenly Father, we pray that with your grace and mercy, you will guide us and teach us how to live; so that when the time comes for you to judge us, we will all be welcomed into your heavenly kingdom.  And we offer our humble prayer in the name of your son, Jesus Christ. Amen.

Charlie Lewis