1985.

We had an earthquake drill at UNAM this morning. And a moment of silence. 

It's been little more than a week since remembering the devastating attacks on United States on September 11th. And today, Mexicans take their turn to remember the tragic significance of this date. 

September 19, 1985. 

At 7:19am, a magnitude 8.1 earthquake struck an unsuspecting people, taking the lives of more than 10,000 people in mere minutes. Now, some 28 years later, in Mexico City and surrounding areas, many people still bear the weight of loss and places yet feel the burden of the destruction that the earthquake left in it's wake. 

In the unescapable brokenness, loss, and sadness that seems to be increasingly near in this day in age, I'm reminded again of the urgency in which we need to make known 

the glorious mystery of the gospel. 

When you hear of wars and rumors of wars, do not be alarmed. This must take place, but the end is not yet. For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. 

There will be earthquakes in various places; there will be famines. 

These are but the beginning of the birth pains. -Mark 13:7,8

And the gospel of the kingdom will be proclaimed throughout the whole world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end will come. -Matthew 24:14

Come quickly, Lord Jesus.