The little guy is moving fast with his mother trailing not far behind. I know where they are going, and my heart grows heavy with the knowledge. We pass them going in the opposite direction, and once we have completed our loop, we see them again. The toddler has a blue mask riding just below his nose, and his mother is donning one of linen colour. The weight of my heart has it sinking to the floor, and I resist an urge to shout at her and grab him away, to rescue him from what I know goes on in that medical centre. I have seen parents and children going in, and coming out, and I always pray for the little ones.
I feel ashamed of myself, because I know I should say something, do something? Do I give the parent information and plead with them to not do this thing that they feel is the right thing to do? Do I accuse them of being an ignoramus, someone that ignores the facts, and is ignorant of them and therefore is stupid? Are they stupid, or deceived? I decide here and now that deception can stupefy us, so that we cannot think or feel properly. A spell has been cast, and the dark magic continues to work its ugly wonders on the unsuspecting.
My shame fades and swaps out tag team like, with a feeling of desolation. I cannot rescue or save anyone that does not perceive danger. I am the crazy one for not believing lies: in the eyes of the deceived, people like me are just nuts. I do not look to the potions and poisons that the medical magicians have concocted to heal or protect me: in fact, I am very well aware, of what the witches brew does to the human mind, spirit, and body ... I hear a bird happily chirping outside my window, and the sun is beaming in. It is on days like this that I too, can pretend that all is well in the world, danger is abated, and I can simply enjoy the gift of a new day. In the back of my mind the scenario plays out, and I get previews periodically of what will be. God's Biblical foreshadowing informs believers, and while I appreciate this lovely spring day, I also anticipate bad getting worse. I have never been an optimist, I am more pragmatic then romantic, but the hope I have felt for the majority, has waxed and now wanes: my belief in them is limping and lame. When there is refusal to acknowledge the spiritual realm, doom and gloom pervades and prevails, and that is precisely what thickens the air with sick anticipation of the horrors of suffering and dying that crouch at each doorstep.
The Israelites were told to paint with hyssop, the blood of a lamb on their lintels, their doorframes, so that the angel of death would not enter in and take their first borns; alas, the blood of the Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world, saves no one, when it is not counted on to rescue us from our own sins. Without acknowledging our blackened hearts, repenting for behaving wickedly, and then receiving remission following contrition and confession, our fate is sealed, as the saying goes.
Exodus 12:1-8
And the LORD spake unto Moses and Aaron in the land of Egypt saying, This month shall be unto you the beginning of months: it shall be the first month of the year to you. Speak ye unto all the congregation of Israel, saying, In the tenth day of this month they shall take to them every man a lamb, according to the house of their fathers, a lamb for an house: and if the household be too little for the lamb, let him and his neighbour next unto his house take it according to the number of the souls; every man according to his eating shall make your count for the lamb. Your lamb shall be without blemish, a male of first year: ye shall take it out from the sheep, or from the goats: and ye shall keep it up until the fourteenth day of the same month: and the whole assembly of the congregation of Israel shall kill it in the evening. And they shall take of the blood, and strike it on the two side posts and on the upper door post of the houses, wherein they shall eat it. And they shall eat the flesh in the night, roast with fire, and unleavened bread; and with bitter herbs they shall eat it.
There are instructions on how to cook and eat the lamb ...
Exodus 12:12-13
For I will pass through the land of Egypt this night, and will smite all the firstborn in the land of Egypt, both man and beast; and against all the gods of Egypt I will execute judgment: I am the LORD. And the blood shall be to you for a token upon the houses where ye are: and when I see the blood, I will pass over you, and the plague shall not be upon you to destroy you, when I smite the land of Egypt.
The first passover foreshadows the coming Messiah. For those that believed and heeded the instructions and warning, lives were preserved. When I compare and contrast the ancients to our modern day men and women, I see that we once again live in a time when and where, Egyptian mentality has taken over the masses. They prefer spells, potions, trusting in witch doctors, wearing masks that bespeak of slavery to a demonic dominion they seem to know nothing about, and submitting to strange authorities that prefer death over life eternal. Humanity has debouched itself by willfully handing over their existence to all that is unholy, and goes against the will of God. People want to preserve themselves here and now, and in their madness, they submit to mind and body poisoning that saturates the soul with sickness: and they give their children the very same "medicine" believing that by doing so, they are being good parents ... nah, not so, not so.
Perhaps you have heard this or read this numerous times too:
I went for tests, but they do not know what is wrong with me ... What is going on?
"They", the technicians, doctors, and nurses, do know what is wrong, and "They", are seeing what is wrong, day in and day out, because there is commonality amongst the suffering. "They", got injected with poison, and "They", administer poison, and "They", now live their days seeing the devastating affects, and yet "They", refuse to acknowledge their role in murdering the people that came to them as patients. That, is what is going on, dear reader.
Clearly I am not completely without hope, otherwise I would give up writing and publishing my work entirely. I am hopeful for you, and for your children, that you discern exactly what is happening, and recognize that The Bible is the greatest book of instruction given graciously to man, from God's own mind and hand. Jesus did not die in vain, that is an impossibility! Jesus died for you and for your offspring, and that means you can go to him for healing and for guidance as you face the future. I could say more, but the best advice is short and sweet ... find yourself a Bible believing reading friend, ask some questions, read The Bible after asking God to help you see and hear what he wants you to learn, and turn away from worldly, deadly wickedness, in favour of a relationship with the Saviour.
I got my angst out, my encouragement in, and now I leave you to enjoy the sunshine.
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