Excuse me for a moment as I set aside my personal policy to lay low on the “issues” of the day. Because at this very moment, laying low is the last thing I feel compelled to do.
Someone, somewhere hit the self-destruct button in this nation and across the world. It’s terrifying, really. Common sense has been all but lost.
Evil has clothed itself in beguiling raiment and seduced the wide world of sleepers. And the seduction is rapidly picking up speed.
We are a nation turned on its ear. We are a people confused. We are a world wandering after the beast.
I look at my children and cringe. I no longer believe they will grow old on this planet and I tremble at the thought of what they must first walk through before we get out of here. It isn’t going to get better. We have shifted into overdrive and are headed straight for the finale.
I know only one thing for certain: We MUST stop living as though it’s business as usual. Because if there’s one thing it’s not, it’s business as usual.
I’ve never been an alarmist. I’m an optimist with a pinch of pessimism thrown in for good measure. But if you don’t mind me baring my innermost soul for a second, I must admit I’m alarmed. I honestly wasn’t ready for this.
I wasn’t prepared to see things happen so rapidly. I wasn’t wanting to walk through this time. But it’s upon us, and we NEED now more than ever to talk about how to walk.
We need to shake out of our slumber, stand up to our fear, grab hold of our faith and walk like we mean it.
Forget which shoes you’re wearing or if they match your purse. Forget the small annoyances and petty grievances. Forget everything but finding Jesus and helping the person next to you do the same. It’s a matter of eternal life and death.
The days now upon us are not going to be pretty, guys. We’re going to have to try hard to find joy. And we’re going to have to work hard to choose it over fear. We need to be praying for eyes to discern and ears to hear truth so our hearts might stand firm enabling us to WALK.
Because it isn’t time to sit down. The time for rest is not yet. We’ve been warned about these days and this hour. I think we just didn’t expect it right now and so we’re still scrambling to fix it.
But we can no longer fix what is broken. We must instead work to help save those who are lost. We must put our hand to the plow and refuse to look back.
There are many passages of scriptures in which we find clues regarding the final days here on earth but none are speaking so loud to me this morning as what I read in 2 Timothy 3:1-5….
“This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come. For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good, traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God; Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof: from such turn away.”
Is it even possible to pretend we aren’t living that? We are there and we’re in deep.
Grab your Bibles and grab your people. Grab your fears, stiff necks and hard hearts and throw them on the altar. Dig for truth and find peace in it, no matter what chaos comes knocking.
Run from the seduction and walk with purpose toward the light. I’m here walking with you.