On Oct. 18, many places across the country saw people gather for what they called the No Kings rally. Our hometown was no exception, though I suspect the turnout was not what organizers were hoping for.
The one, lone protester, holding up a singular sign, looked utterly forlorn and lonely. That, though, for anyone in the know, was to be expected. In a college town in the South, on a lovely fall Saturday, football reigns supreme. If you expect any attention for any cause other than the home team, the grill will need to be putting out smoke, the sign will need to read “free bacon,” and it probably wouldn’t be a bad idea for your hair to be on fire as well.
That said, as soon as the word king started making the news, my mind immediately went to mine:
— Revelation 19:16, “And he hath on his vesture and on his thigh a name written, King of Kings, and Lord of Lords.”
Revelation 19 describes the return of Jesus after the tribulation period. Chapter 20 goes on to describe the thousand years of his millennial reign over all the Earth.