Gino (3 Mar 2024)
"RE: James B: 02.25.24: no one can know the day"

I don't know about you, but I know about me.
If I knew the day of the blessed hope, like if I knew it was something like 10 years out, my old nature would kick into high gear.
Everything in me would be screaming at me to lay back and take it easy for the next 9 years.
I would not occupy by being occupied with the Lord's work, but would instead occupy by merely remaining an occupant of this world's system.
Knowing the day would be no longer having the hope of the blessed hope, as I could then see the day marked on my calendar, in bright red.

Romans 8:24 For we are saved by hope: but hope that is seen is not hope: for what a man seeth, why doth he yet hope for?

  25 But if we hope for that we see not, then do we with patience wait for it.

But having hope for the blessed hope, not knowing the day, should have a different effect upon me:

I John 3:3 And every man that hath this hope in him purifieth himself, even as he is pure.

If I knew the day, and if it was, say, 10 years out, I think I would sadly delay purifying myself for at least 9 years.
Then I would start to scramble, to make up for lost time.