Sometimes, when I look around me- both near and far- there's not much that looks very good.
We have become a people who make our own rules and live by whichever ones suit us best.
I see it in our complacent youth
and I see it in our irreverent adults
sometimes I see it staring back in my own mirror...
I, in no way can remove myself from this observation..
for I, too, fail daily.
I take matters into my own hands,
see things from the perspective I want to.
But I wonder...
why do we think we can get away with making up our own moral code?
Why, when we did not create the universe, or anything in it,
do we think we have the upper hand and the right to decide what is right and wrong?
Why do we think we can determine how much good is good enough
or how much bad makes us worthless?
Just because it is popular, doesn't mean it is right
just because we want to change with the times doesn't mean the change is right
How arrogant of us to think it was ever ours to decide...
In light of last week's events
of people who think they have a right to destroy life and livelihood
In light of what is so front and center in our daily
news
politics
lifestyles
in light of all of this and more
it's a wonder to me that we are given even one more day HERE.
It's a wonder that HE still looks at us with LOVE gleaming in His eyes...
not because He likes the crooked paths we take ourselves on
not because He approves of our arrogant self imposed moral codes...
but because SOMEhow He still sees us as created in His own image
and He is giving us time to decide
But there comes a time when you wonder when it will be enough for Him...
when the whole of us have gone just too far...
when we have grieved His parental heart just too much.
The day is coming...
when we must stand and look into His eyes and give a personal account...
{shudder}
Some of us just have absolutely no excuse
BECAUSE WE KNOW BETTER
and yet we still guide ourselves and live by our own code
And we forget GRACE
and we forget to share it
because we're so busy squandering our time
And we have bought into the lie that it doesn't really matter
HE doesn't really matter...
Church...wake up...
Let's stop pretending we don't know what to do...
We know
We just turn
a blind eye
a deaf ear
and are afraid to speak up for Truth...
“Up on your feet! Take a deep breath! Maybe there’s life in you {ME} yet. But I wouldn’t know it by looking at your busywork; nothing of God’s work has been completed. Your condition is desperate. Think of the gift you once had in your hands, the Message you heard with your ears—grasp it again and turn back to God. If you pull the covers back over your head and sleep on, oblivious to God, I’ll return when you least expect it, break into your life like a thief in the night...
I know you inside and out, and find little to my liking. You’re not cold, you’re not hot—far better to be either cold or hot! You’re stale. You’re stagnant. You make me want to vomit. You brag, ‘I’m rich, I’ve got it made, I need nothing from anyone,’ oblivious that in fact you’re a pitiful, blind beggar, threadbare and homeless.
Here’s what I want you to do: Buy your gold from me, gold that’s been through the refiner’s fire. Then you’ll be rich. Buy your clothes from me, clothes designed in Heaven. You’ve gone around half-naked long enough. And buy medicine for your eyes from me so you can see, really see.
The people I love, I call to account—prod and correct and guide so that they’ll live at their best. Up on your feet, then! About face! Run after God!
Look at me. I stand at the door. I knock. If you hear me call and open the door, I’ll come right in and sit down to supper with you. Conquerors will sit alongside me at the head table, just as I, having conquered, took the place of honor at the side of my Father. That’s my gift to the conquerors!
Are your ears awake? Listen. Listen to the Wind Words, the Spirit blowing through the churches.”
Revelation 3 {The Message}
