All around us rages an unseen war. Two little girls are shot to death on a Sunday afternoon. An old man is hit by a car and left wounded in the street. College students are murdered with alarming frequency on campus. Children are committing suicide. Children are murdering other children. Babies are dying of disease and famine.
Remember that song from the sixties sung by Peter, Paul and Mary...."Blowin in the Wind"? It kept repeating "How many times"? My point? My point is this: as turbulent as the sixties were to live through, what we are enduring now makes the sixties look like a quiet Sunday afternoon picnic. What we are living through now is a reflection of hell.
Like a frog in a pot of water, slowly by degrees we are boiling to death. Morality has slowly declined until it's is all but dead. We live in a world of death. Our morality, our sense of decency, our consciences are all dying.
All that decent people once held dear has been loudly decried by those who reject morality and smother the cries of those who tried to protect our society. Good people have been led astray and their sense of decency has been quieted within them. Those who are still outraged by evil watch in horror as the tide rises.
Truth has been rejected. God has been rejected. The cry "God is dead" from the sixties has turned into the death knell of our society. It is we who are dying because we have joined our cries with that of Lucifer, "I will not serve". We refuse to worship God as He has demanded. Ladies and gentlemen He is the creator. He IS. Meditate on that a while. God IS. That thought is the chocolate mousse of meditation. God IS.
The idea that God would demand something of us outrages us. "Who does He think He is to tell us what to do"? So we demand our inheritance here and now. We take what life has to offer and throw ourselves into the hedonistic fray. We pretend that there is no God. We pretend that He has not made His law. We pretend that we are not the creature but the Supreme Being. We pretend.........
Soon, only too soon, we will face that moment when we will have our appointment with His Majesty. The King will call us to account for all we have done and for all we have failed to do.
In the mean time, our society descends, ever more rapidly into the maw of hell, deliriously convincing ourselves that we are having a good time and feverishly pretending that there will be no accounting.
How do we save ourselves? We ask Him. We humble ourselves and we say, "Lord save us, we perish". Then we recall the words of the Mary the mother of Jesus at Cana to the waiters there, "Do whatever He tells you".
This will keep our heads above the tide, no matter how high we see it rise.
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Posted By Rose Blue to A Box of Opinions at 6/10/2008 05:33:00 AM
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