People are dying all over the world from an unseen enemy virus.
The earth is quaking.
The winds are blowing away homes and businesses.
There are wars fought openly with guns and bombs.
There are wars fought that are invisible to most of us, in economic manipulations or technological influences and exploitation.
Nations distrust other nations.
World powers vie for the upper hand, attempting to depose and dominate.
Violations of law are winked at and go unpunished...even accepted.
Moral right and wrong has been mixed into a shade of murky gray, not black and white.
Even God's purpose and design of human beings as male and female image bearers of The Creator has been re-imaged into man's sinful twisted image, genders 're-assigned', same-sex marriages eliminating God's intended design of pro-creation.
It is a mess. God help us.
I ask Him the same question His disciples asked. "...what shall be the sign of Your coming, and of the end of the world?" (Matthew 24:3 MKJV)
Is it soon? Will it be today? Tomorrow? Next week, or next year? How long, Lord Jesus?
Sin began in the garden and has always been a battleground, every single moment since. We can't say to God, "You didn't give us a chance to redeem ourselves from our wrong, we can do better, we can fix it!!"
He did. But we are now born with the flaw that makes it impossible to be the image-bearer we were created to be. He knew that, it was US that needed to see that horrible truth.
One thing was forbidden in that garden. Man disobeyed that one thing.
Ten things were commanded from Mt. Sinai. Man disobeys every single one, in a myriad of ways.
"...God made men and women true and upright; we're the ones who've made a mess of things." (Ecclesiastes 7:29 from The Message)
"We humans keep brainstorming options and plans, but GOD's purpose prevails." (Proverbs 19:21 from The Message)
After another attempt at understanding the complex issues that have swallowed up my regular routine life, I go back to the one thing I know.
God is on His Throne. I am holding firm to that truth.
Man has never been able to fix the messes He makes, he just keeps making more of them. I come to the end of the rope of my understanding and cling to the hope that is eternally secure.
What a relief, because I can't earn my way
When I come up empty, my father pays
I'm learning to live, and I'm learning to die
And one of these days, I'll be learning to fly
(Lyrics, Child You're Forgiven, Gloria Gaither / Willam J. Gaither / Guy Penrod / Kevin Williams
Hallelujah.
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