Whenever

IDK, is it the promise of another day, or is it what hurricanes do to docks, or it is a metaphor for what Time does to us in life or life does to us in Time?

Or, here's from where I'm sitting up in bed sipping a mug of black as the fingers move;

Saturday morning it is, of Thanksgiving Weekend, and plans for tomorrow. Some of us don't find out what surprise life and the end of our Time have for us, leaving those Left Behind to find out the surprise, maybe stunned, in shock. Whatever

or Whenever. In fact, Advent is at hand with its theme of Whenever. 

When? Whenever. Listen to the Collect for tomorrow:

Almighty God, give us grace to cast away the works of darkness, and put on the armor of light, now in the time of this mortal life in which your Son Jesus Christ came to visit us in great humility; that in the last day, when he shall come again in his glorious majesty to judge both the living and the dead, we may rise to the life immortal; through him who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever.

and the Whenever gospel,

"There will be signs in the sun, the moon, and the stars, and on the earth distress among nations confused by the roaring of the sea and the waves. People will faint from fear and foreboding of what is coming upon the world, for the powers of the heavens will be shaken. Then they will see 'the Son of Man coming in a cloud' with power and great glory."

is it a promise, or a warning? hope, or foreboding? IDK, but it does take me back to what my father used to say in life's dark moments when I was in deepest kimchi and knew that my best course was to stand very still and keep my mouth shut. It was always the same, "... and that isn't a threat, it's a promise". 

and that isn't a threat, it's a promise.

You didn't want to go there.