The end of the year = the end of the age
Every year I read the Bible straight through, three chapters a day and five on Sunday. It’s a habit that’s stuck with me since my Bible school days. I think it’s fitting that at the end of every year, I get a reminder of the end of the age when reading Revelation. It’s normal on December 31st to think about the upcoming year, but reading the last chapter of Revelation gives me a yearly reminder of the ultimate end–the end of suffering, pain, disease, and tears. And then the next day I read the first three chapters of Genesis and the journey from the beginning starts all over again.
If you do the three-chapters-a-day-and-five-on-Sunday plan, on the first day of the year, you’ll read about Adam and Eve getting kicked out of the Garden of Eden and the angel denying them further access to the Tree of Life. The last day of the year, you’ll read:
And he showed me a pure river of water of life, clear as crystal, proceeding from the throne of God and of the Lamb. In the middle of its street, and on either side of the river, was the tree of life, which bore twelve fruits, each tree yielding its fruit every month. The leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.
How fitting is it that the last chapter of the Bible is a recapitulation of the Genesis story? It seems to me that somebody is trying to tell us something.