I noticed this morning it is not called Revelations, it is called The Revelation – in my book anyway.

Sometimes I think it would be so much easier to get a word from Jesus like the seven churches did in the first three chapters of Revelation. How much easier would it be if I knew everything He thought about me.

But then… that’s also a terrifying thought. To most of the seven churches He gives praise as well as criticism – even in that context the criticism would be hard to bear. But one of the churches is told it is so lukewarm it makes Jesus sick and He will spit them out of His mouth.

That has never left me from the first moment I read it. I remember also getting quite nauseous with shock reading the description of my beloved Jesus, who had always seemed so cuddly to me: “His hair was white as snow, and his eyes blazed like fire; his feet shone like brass and his voice sounded like a roaring waterfall. When I saw him I fell down at his feet like a dead man.”

I want so much to be found pleasing to God and Jesus on the day when I am judged, but I fear that I will not.

My Jesus, My Saviour, please show me how I can follow You better. I want to love You more and follow You. Please show me how. My Father God, please help me be more obedient to You by being more loving to Your people. Amen