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| "...This very night your soul will be required of you..." Luke 12:20 NKJV |
America, America. Home of the free and the brave... But, for how long, I wonder? We have just finished one of the most brutal election seasons of my lifetime, marked by lies and counter lies, corruption so deep that many no longer even trust the electoral process. Was the election stolen? We will never know. We have no way of verifying the count that seems to be laughably inaccurate.
The division in our country runs deep. The hostility and anger, sometimes bordering on rage on both sides sends chills through my spine. The election may be over but the anger is not. For many, there is outrage and alienation for those whose battle ended in defeat. It is chilling to watch as the intensity continues to rise. Where are we going with all of this rage?
As an American who loves my country, I fear for her future. But, as a believer in Jesus Christ, I have read the prophesies regarding the end times and I must concede, we may be watching those prophesies unfold right before our eyes. It appears more and more likely...
God's plan for His world is advancing on His time table. He does not need our approval for Him to move forward with His purpose and plan, even if that plan means the possible destruction of America. Given the state of the Union, collapse of our once mighty and prosperous nation appears to be almost inevitable. The seeds of destruction have been carefully sown and appear to be about to come to full bloom with the blessing of an electorate that chose to put blinders on rather than look, clear eyed, at the signs that are all around us.
Again, I must admit, I fiercely love and advocate for America. I am a daughter of America. I am so grateful to have been born here and birthed all of my children in this beautiful land. But, why do I hear the Lord asking me if I am making an idol of this land that I love? Do I love her more than I love Him? Will I yield America to Him to do what He will with her? I am struggling with this, truthfully. I want to protect America as she has protected me. But, protect her from the Lord, I know I cannot do. Like Abraham, I hear him calling me to lay my Isaac down on the altar. If he lays the knife to her throat, do I trust He has a purpose and a plan that is better than any I have? It is so painful to slay our idols...
I pray for the healing of America. We so need healing. We are wounded and bleeding. Yet, we strut up and down the streets arrogantly flaunting our sins. In a drunken stupor, we raise our glasses to toast ourselves. We are riding the crest of the wave. Until God calls our bluff and rebukes us in our sin.
I pray that there is still time for America to come to her senses. Or better than that - to her knees. Have we so forgotten who God is and who we are? Are we really so arrogant and full of ourselves that we think we can escape the judgment of a just God? I fear I know the answer before I hear it. We have gorged ourselves on our own arrogance and pride. Does anybody hear the Lord calling us back from the edge? We have become a nation of fools, reveling in our folly. How much we need to remember, "the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom." Proverbs 9:10. No one seems to fear Him anymore. Dear God, save us from ourselves...
May God have mercy on my homeland, my beloved America. We are very long over due for repentance...
