How Can I Be So Sure?
Divine Intervention is on the way. But how can I be so sure? Am I the center of the Universe? I wish there was some sign of proof. Something I can point to and say, “There it is! There is your proof!” I am not leaving the theme of Divine Intervention. I seem to be stuck on it. But that is okay if I am stuck on it.
If you lived in North Carolina right now, you would know the devastation caused by Helene. Even here in Florida we had to deal with Helene and Milton. California and out west they’ve had to deal with wild fires and drought. New York can deal with another storm like Sandy. But Oscar is headed for Long Island. Need I go on? Something is happening with the weather. I won’t debate whether it is man made of natural causes here, but weather patterns all over the world is changing. I tend to believe it’s caused by human activity. Humans have shaped this globe into its own making and at some point the earth will rebel. We have done as much damage to the world as we possibly can and still survive.
But it’s not just the weather but global politics. There will be wars and rumors of war. Particularly Israel and Hamas. Tensions will spread the war and it could become a global conflict. With US involvement it surely could. Is there ANY Good News in all of this? That is my point. The worse things get the more I am right about Divine Intervention. We can’t bury our heads in carnal pleasures. We can Drink our way out of it. We can’t deny it. Our own country has its own political turmoil. How bad can it get?
Without Divine Intervention, we have in my estimation reached our limit without destroying ourselves. I am making Divine Intervention as the center of this blog. I feel I have been chosen for this very task now that voting here is the US is taking place. God will not forgive the taking of Human Life. He will overlook all other sins including unbelief, but He will NOT overlook the intentional taking of ANY Human Life including one’s own life.
I can’t prove this. I can’t prove anything I am saying here. My voice is as small as the voice of John the Baptist some 2,000 years ago. His was a voice in the wilderness. I feel mine is too. In fact ,this post might not have few if any hits at all. But I feel the time is very short. I’ll write and smoke my pipe and be as relaxed as I can feel. My pipe this morning is my Tim West pipe with Lane 1-q and my coffee is Stumptown Holler Mountain. Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.
Dave
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