I have get up and go, in a world that is fast and slow, all at the same time: it feels like we are drudging through soft and drying cement, and if we leave a foot down for too long, we won't be able to lift it again. I don't want to be a part of the concrete, do you dear reader? It feels like we must move on, and the question is, how?
I had some extraordinary experiences last week, that highlighted this stark, darkness to light, contrast. I was with crowds of people, and it is crazy to see what perhaps, the heavenly host have seen all along? We are witnessing the great divide, evidence of what is occurring inside of people, showing up in behaviours on the outside, on such a grand scale, that it is undeniable. I will simplify this for us: it is the fear and the fear nots, to put it in the simplest of terms. Which category do you fall under, dear one?
To fear, or not to fear, that is the question...
And that is exactly what the tyrants of this world have accomplished. They have separated out the weaklings, corralled them into pens, and have begun the consuming, with blood dripping from their fangs
Back to the crowds...
I mentioned above that I had been in crowds of people:
- I went to a house party. The people that attended, were people I had met on the freedom fighting trails. They are the fear nots, the ones that campaigned for our rights as citizens of a democratic country. We had a common cause, and we were magnetically pulled together, unified in our desire to reestablish what God ordained for man, the right to choose. These fear nots, at this house party, know what their work is: they are the ones that behind the scenes, ensure the fabric of society, is reflective of Gods design. They believe in family, friendships, and community. They are the ones that can be counted on, to lend a hand, when there is a need
- I went retail store shopping. My mother and I were the only two shoppers, without masks on our faces. While droves of people walked through parking lots, in and out of stores, and lined up to purchase what looked to be Christmas items, they somehow continued on, as though it was normal and natural to wear things on their faces. Hearing a small child weeping, while his mother carried him and made sure the mask stayed in place, was the strangest sight for me to behold. I felt as though I was in a foreign land, with aliens all around me, that had been taken over by an enemy... and indeed, I conclude, that is exactly what has happened. These are the fear filled ones: they fear being different, they fear reprisal, they fear being ostracized, and they fear judgment directed their way... I don't think they actually fear getting sick, because the stores were filled everywhere we went.
- I attended church with my family. There were perhaps, five hundred people in attendance. I grin as I type, because little children were everywhere, and seeing one crawl on the winter dirtied carpet, under a chair, delighted my spirit. Hearing voices singing praises to our God, in unison, with joy, made my heart soar. Seeing my mom tear up, as she felt the filling of her soul with heavenly sounds and sights, brought me the purest of pleasure. These fear nots, smiled, said hello, stood near, and after the service, interacted cheerfully with one another, greeting those they knew, and shaking hands as they introduced themselves. to those they were meeting for the first, and not the last time
- I agree, to be fearless in Christ
- I agree, to trust Him with my life, my now, my everything
- I agree, to loving God with all my mind, heart and soul, and others as myself
- I agree, to His will, His way
The light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not (John 1:5) |
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