The Gospel is a martyr’s gospel. As the song goes, it bids us come and die that we may have true life.
Growing up, my view of the End Times was that we, the Church, would either (a) not be here for it, or else (b) we would hide out and just make it through. My revelation of the end-time events has certainly changed since then and that’s why the reality of the Gospel’s native environment makes even more sense to me now.



