Platitudes & RIP

RIP (Rest In Peace) is a platitude that is incongruent with cause of death, if the deceased was murdered, and the weapon that killed passed through many colluding hands. 

And they cried with a loud voice, saying, How long, O Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth? (Revelation 6:10)

Since the first recorded murder, the blood of the innocent has cried out from the earth:

And he said, What hast thou done? the voice of thy brothers's blood crieth unto me from the ground (Genesis 4:10)

What hast thou done?

This ought to be the echoed refrain in our minds. What have we done? What put us in this predicament? 

As near as I can figure, we are under God's judgment, for being globally apostate. Humans have satisfied themselves with the pleasures of this world, and have bowed down to Baal in yoga poses and meditations, serving the god of this world wantonly. Now we have bodies piling sky high, or six feet deep, literally. The unsuspecting, the easily misled, the blatantly rebellious, deny the Sovereign, and their blood has been spilled, along with the blood of the offspring God blessed them to safeguard. 

For behold, I will send serpents, cockatrices, among you, which will not be charmed and they shall bite you, saith the LORD (Jeremiah 8:17)

This piece of writing is an indictment, against the murderers, and against the willful apostates, that ought to have known that serpents, vipers, roam freely in a wicked world, and it is Truth and Truth alone, that protects us from venomous tooth delivered injections of deadly poison. 

• Are you apostate, dear reader?
• Do you deny the living God in favour of being your own teeny tiny sovereign?
• What is your conscience telling you?
• What sins do you need to confess?
• What do you need to stop doing, and start doing, in order to change your trajectory?
• Who will speak for you on your day of judgment?

I am confident we have been given time to reconcile ourselves with God. If you are reading this, perhaps this is your moment, the one when you drop to your knees and beg God to forgive you for being reprobate, a sinner, and damnable for your wicked ways. Yes, this is a harsh indictment, but you and I both know your secret life, the one you think is hidden from watching eyes. God sees you, and He can save you from your wretchedness ... His love covers your cares, and Jesus shed His blood for your sins, so you don't have to.

I will not use platitudes to pander to others. RIP is not possible when a person's life has been stolen from them. It is a lie, and incongruent with what we are witnessing daily, as the death toll from poison darts rises. Jesus Christ is the Prince of Peace, and anyone suggesting or promising peace without Him as the centre of your personal life, is deceived:

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid (John 14:27)

The snakes of this world will always attempt a strike. The wise servant of the living God, learns how to dodge and weave, like any well trained fighter. I pray you know the living God, and that you trust in Him as your blood purifier if you happen to find fang marks on your flesh, like the apostle Paul on the island of Malta:

And he shook off the creature into the fire and felt no harm (Acts 28:5)