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The Second Coming

What it really means

Wispy clouds in a brilliantly blue sky, above low hills and treetops .
I used to look at clouds and hope they were heralding the return of Christ. But not anymore. Clouds at Evergreen are just marvellous manifestations of Nature.

Waiting for someone to arrive is a part of life.

We check the time as we wait at the entrance to the Heavenly Clouds Café for our friend to turn up. Five minutes late. Hmm. We pace a bit. As the minutes pass we get a bit anxious, but when half an hour has gone down the drain, we snort with impatience and send them a curt questioning text. We give them another few minutes to reply, then sadly head back to the car. They’d obviously forgotten the appointment we’d been looking forward to for so long.

But half an hour isn’t really a very long time to wait for someone.

What if you’ve been waiting for two thousand years for someone to turn up?

A lot of people have been.

And so did I.

This is what I learned while I waited . . . and waited . . . and waited . . .

In 1962, when I was eight years old, I heard that Christ was going to arrive in the clouds of heaven in 1975. Christ had left planet Earth and gone to heaven about two thousand years ago, so humans had been waiting a very long time for him to turn up. The wonderful thing was that I was one of the Chosen Ones, and he was going to come in my lifetime! I just had to wait for thirteen years. It sounded like a long time to an eight-year-old, but I knew I couldn’t tell God’s son to come sooner than he’d planned, so I was happy to wait.

Of course, 1975 came and went and he didn’t arrive. Church leaders didn’t admit they were wrong. They quoted Matthew 24:36, about no one knowing the time of his return, and shouted at us to keep being faithful, keep paying a tenth of our gross income to the church as well as giving regular offerings to fund God’s work, and respect the ministers because they were God’s representatives on earth.

If we did all these things, we’d be swept up to the clouds of heaven to meet Christ, and then we’d get to sit on his right hand and help him rule the world when he did decide to return.

The years went slowly by while I waited for Christ to come to solve all the world’s problems. He was going to wave a fiery sword at humanity and make them obey him. If they didn’t, he would throw them into the Eternal Lake of Fire, where they would writhe in agony forever. That would teach them!

It was a lot of nonsense, of course.

No one solves anyone else’s problems, and vindictive gods are the product of human imagination, conjured to control others.

But I kept waiting, kept believing, kept paying, kept fearing.

I went to church colleges in England and the USA, graduated, worked, married, and had five children. And still, he didn’t come.

Sometimes, on the sort of day when low grey clouds covered the sky, and the sun suddenly found a chink and sent a ray through that almost blinded me, I pretended for a moment that this natural heavenly wonder heralded the return of Christ. What my child mind had learned to fixate on, my adult mind still hoped for. I’d close my eyes briefly and feel the weight of waiting falsely fall from me, then I’d continue to unpeg the nappies from the line.

I left the church I’d grown up in when I was in my early forties. I gave up the waiting game.

Now I’m in my late sixties and I’ve come to recognise the Bible as a mixed bag of historical writings. It’s a flawed collection of human myths, stories, a bit of history, human experiences, poetry, thoughts, symbolism, longings, and fears.

It does include many references to the “second coming” of Christ. But rather than taking these scriptures literally, I see them as pointing to something awesome and universally inclusive. It’s not an event that will happen in the future. It’s not something I have to wait for.

When I remove the hype around his words engendered by centuries of fraudulent Christianity, I’m left with a simple promise: the state of pure consciousness that the prophet Jesus experienced is also available to me. It can “come” to me.

Eckhart Tolle says it well:

“The “second coming” of Christ is a transformation of human consciousness, a shift from Time to Presence, from thinking to pure consciousness, not the arrival of some man or woman.”

I’ll wait for friends at the entrance to cafés; I’ll wait for tulips to bloom; I’ll wait for a grandchild’s first smile; I’ll wait for an email from a publisher saying they’ve fallen in love with my memoir submission.

I’ll patiently wait for things that need human time to unfold, but I’m no longer waiting for the second coming of pure consciousness.

Pure consciousness has been here all along.

All I have to do is let it through.

With love, Marlane

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Stonewall Moses
Stonewall Moses
25 Νοε 2022

I was hoping you and Trump were closer than a few generations? You are pretty astute closing Big Sandy really hurt, putting me behind even more .as four years went to Uncle Sam. but I found the AC Leadership was very understanding and helpful. They tossed my clothes out on the sidewalk free of charge. But Stanly earned 300k per month for life. It was just a little wrinkle on my travels. Not enough Alabama sweet tea for the heathen from Southern California. Keep up your inspirational messages., I luv them.

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Stonewall Moses
Stonewall Moses
24 Νοε 2022

Where are you? Your post have stopped. Don’t let the Jesus thing get you down. Even Jesus said he would be back in a few years. Jesus can’t count, remember the one day equals a thousand years equation? He can‘t count. He failed math at Big Sandy, he couldn’t even keep track of the procession of constellations, they never happened. I don’t want to discuss Genesis 1, the blessing of man with curses, or something like that. As best we can tell when the Temple fell , then he came, then a thousand years later we are left to reap whatever we sowed. That’s my best theory.

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Marlane Ainsworth
Marlane Ainsworth
25 Νοε 2022
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Hi Stonewall. Thanks again for responding. Your comments make me smile.

I've been away for three weeks, but my posts haven't stopped. If you have trouble finding them, let me know.

Cheers, Marlane

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Stonewall Moses
Stonewall Moses
14 Νοε 2022

Everyone in the English speaking world has thought Jesus should return. Like you I feel let down, and disgusted with the dribble of the return. Did you know President Trumps mother is from the isle of Lewis in Scotland. You should be related to Trump, as it was not a densely populated island. Since all the US Presidents are related to King John long shanks, you may have royal blood. I am related to King John’s electrician if they had one back then. At least you graduated AC, they closed it my first year. I did meet your sister and Higgins.


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Marlane Ainsworth
Marlane Ainsworth
25 Νοε 2022
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Hi Stonewall. Thank you for your interesting and humorous response.

I don't feel let down anymore about Christ returning. The Bible is full of symbolism and I no longer follow other people's interpretations of it.

Trump's mother's maiden name was MacLeod, which was also mine, so maybe there is a connection, way back. If the Adam and Eve story is true, you and I are related too, through them! We're all in this together.

It must have been hard for you when the college closed. Life has a habit of throwing unexpected things at us.

Regards, Marlane

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