Countdown to Armageddon

A car pulled up in our driveway with four guys in it, just minutes after finishing our daily breakfast/devotions time. I only recognized two of them well; one was a local rapper, and the other, a producer in the music/video industry of Uganda. It was good to see them again, but I was wondering what brought them to our doorstep so early. The main guy I knew came up the porch and greeted me warmly, handing me the video documentary “Countdown to Armageddon”. He explained that he’d borrowed it four months ago, and apologized profusely for not having returned it sooner.
“I’ve watched it twenty times!” he exclaimed. “I know every line! It’s excellent, and I want to help you guys do an updated version of this, possibly even a better production.” His enthusiasm for the Endtime documentary was bubbling over as he expressed his desire to help us produce and market another one. I told him our technician was out of the country at the moment, but we’d definitely be discussing future plans.
I spoke with the rest of the guys briefly, and after their car pulled out, I pondered in my mind how much I take the wealth of spiritual resource that we have for granted. I must have watched this particular video a hundred times; I know it holds many truths, and yet it takes someone’s newborn enthusiasm to make me realize it.