So how did you celebrate Back to the Future Day? My wife and I stopped by the video store and attempted to rent Back to the Future 2 this afternoon, but alas they had just given away their last copy. In the now classic movie, Marty McFly travels thirty years into the future to today - October 21, 2015. All week long leading up to this historic movie moment, friends flooded my Facebook newsfeed with complaints about unfulfilled expectations. 2015 didn't exactly live up to the technological advances Steven Spielberg and Robert Zemeckis envisioned. We don't have flying cars, bio-fuel or hoverboards. Back to the Future turned out less prophetic than we may have hoped.
I wonder if some people worry that the same will be true of the Bible. The last book of the Bible predicts a day when Heaven and Earth will be one--God will wipe every tear from our eyes, there will be no more pain, or sorrow, or death. The return of Jesus will herald the last day of evil. Believers will be resurrected and reunited with lost loved ones. Heaven, it seems, will be the perfect place for people made perfect.
Honestly, it sounds too good to be true. Kind of like flying cars and hoverboards. The difference, however, is in the author. Steven Spielberg offered his best guess of what the future would be like; but as the eternal omniscient God, Jesus knows our yesterdays, our todays, as well as our tomorrows. He schedules and plans our past, present and future. As the old saying goes, "We may not know what the future holds, but we know who holds the future!"
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