However, my friends, don't forget this one thing: that for the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years is like a day.
In your eyes, a thousand years are like a day that's already gone; like a few passing hours of the night.
I don't want you, my brothers and sisters to miss this previously-hidden truth, for otherwise you could become conceited. The people of Israel have become hard-hearted in part, until the process of the foreigners coming in is complete.
Now I want to explain this to you, brothers and sisters. Our forefathers lived under the cloud, and they all passed through the sea.
Now about “spiritual gifts.” My brothers and sisters, I want to explain this to you.
My friends, this is my second letter to you. In both of them I've tried to stir you up and remind you to think clearly with pure minds.