One Day food will loose it's taste

ONE DAY FOOD WILL LOOSE IT'S TASTE.
How do I know?
I know since many people lose their appetite when they are going through a difficult moment.

What could be more difficult than waking up to the news that a large number of individuals have gone missing? They simply vanished!
There's a lot of noise! Commotion! People are running helter-skelter, and some may not be able to wait to tell you what's going on.
Missing persons are being reported on radio and television stations, and planes are crashing owing to the unexpected absence of the pilot, as well as cars crashing for the same cause.
The entire globe is about to boil! It'll be a nightmare! The handset never stops ringing as people are wondering if you went missing with others or if you're still alive.
As fantastic as it may sound, you will soon understand that it is, in fact, true: the rapture has occurred. The saints have vanished!
Kai! So it's all true now?
Your thoughts will instantly return to all of the messages you've heard about the rapture and the events that would follow: the beast, the mark, the great tribulation, and so on.
Food will lose its flavor, and money in your bank accounts will appear to be worthless on the moment. You'll wish you'd spent it all on soul winning in order to better prepare more people and yourself for this day.
There will be no taste in the food!
It will be frightening to travel abroad.
Certificate is going to be a pain!
You will cry out in great regret when you recollect how you abandoned God because of a certificate, marriage, or money. You'll be crying hysterically yet unable to speak, You call your parents and friends to see whether any of them made it, and lo and behold, they all answered the phone and told you they were still alive. This is because none of them were born again, and you didn't want them to think you were a fanatic, so you didn't tell them about Jesus.
You were torn between spirituality and materialism. They didn't recognize you as a Christian because you were too embarrassed to admit it.
Life would appear bleak and futile!
For weeks, sleep will vanish from your eyes!
The cobweb-covered megaphone you purchased for evangelism will be sitting in a corner of your storeroom, staring at you and saying, "If only you utilized me when there was opportunity."
The tracts on your table will say things like: "We wish you had shared us sooner; we could have helped to ensure that many people did not miss this event, but you didn't."
You want to give money to your reverend for the crusade he has been preaching about in order to rescue souls, but they will inform you that he is no longer there.
You will seek out brethren to join them in street preaching, but many will have departed, and even if you get the bravery to preach alone, people will scorn you and ask, "Where were you when your fellow Christians left?"
It'll be a disaster! Nothing will make sense to you any longer as you remember that nothing else awaits you but the beast's and his agents' intense pain as time ticks away until the end of the world.
You'll recall the time when the Spirit of God awoke you to pray, but you fell asleep.
You'll recall the time when God told you to buy bibles and distribute them to others, but you were more concerned with getting a new phone.
You'll recall how God prompted you to participate in evangelism but you didn't have time. Your new car will be crammed into the garage, yet it will be no more than a box of matches to you.
You recall the people you owe and have refused to refund out of nastiness and oppression, and you feel inclined to pay him double with remorse, but it will not turn back the hands of time.
THE RAPTURE HAS HAPPENED, AND THERE WILL BE NO MORE BATCHES!
At that point, you'll recognize that ministry isn't a competition, but rather a genuine effort to prepare people for ETERNITY.
When that moment comes, you'll realize how much time you wasted soliciting finances and creating a 5,000-seat church auditorium when your congregation is only 100 people. Yes, you were simply squandering funds in a pointless competition with other ministries.
You'll suddenly recall how many times you stood in front of the pulpit to preach but instead ended up spinning thrilling stories and extorting money from people through gimmicks at the expense of their souls.
When you're in this situation, you'll recognize that dressed seductively is a serious sin that will send you to hell along with the folks you enticed into immorality.
Nobody will have to remind you that you should dress so that Jesus may confidently stroll alongside you on the street, proud of your appearance.
You will no longer be concerned with fashion at this time. You'd be willing to toss out all of your "show-breasts," mini-skirts, and tight pants and shirts that expose your curves and cleavages, but it'd be too late.
You'll recall your falsehoods, your games, your gimmicks, your bogus predictions, your staged miracles, your envy for others, and your jealousy.
EVERYTHING WOULD HAVE BEEN LATE. CHANGE!
However, now is the appropriate time!
Don't put off until the Lord's great day!
Now is the time to make peace with Jesus!