This is a question I posed recently. It has been on my mind since a recent trip to the town where I grew up. I appreciate the feedback I got back from quite a few perspectives. It’s hard, but important I think, to have a mind open to someone else’s point of view. I need the perspective, really. No one sees things the way they are, not completely. That takes a lot of points of view, to see things from all sides. Thanks those who responded and helped me expand my view.
I want to encourage you, and me, to take some time to deeply consider this question.
As I glanced around the internet for an image that would help me communicate this question, I got what they call in Texas an “eye full!” There were a good number of points of view that I encountered there that went well beyond the direct feedback I received, and some strange ones at that.
In my dream I see the lone figure of a man following a road. As the sun sets beneath the hills, a city comes into view. Nearing it, the traveler sees what appears to be a large group of churches. Spires and crosses pierce the skyline. His pace quickens. Is this his destination? He passes an imposing structure, a neon sign flashing “Cathedral of the Future.” Farther on a floodlit stadium supports a billboard boasting that fifty thousand people crowd into evangelistic meetings there three nights a week. Beyond this, modest “New Testament” chapels and Hebrew Christian synagogues cluster together on the street front.
“Is this the City of God?” I hear the traveler ask a woman at the information booth in the central square.
War is now, and greater war is coming. Many cannot see it. The war that comes will push out all the middle ground. There will be very little DMZ, and what demilitarized area there is will not be fixed ground. These battles, as with all, will have there ebbs and tides, but the time will come when there will be no place to hide from the battle that now seems so far away to many. How will we prepare ourselves? We can look around to witness what is considered by many to be very turbulent times. This shaking is minimal.
The world is deathly ill. It is dying. The Great Physician has already signed the death certificate. Yet there is still a great work for Christians to do. They are to be streams of living water, channels of mercy to those who are still in the world. It is possible for them to do this because they are overcomers.
Christians are ambassadors for Christ. They are representatives from Heaven to this dying world. And because of our presence here, things will change.
My sister, Betsy, and I were in the Nazi concentration camp at Ravensbruck because we committed the crime of loving Jews. Seven hundred of us from Holland, France, Russia, Poland and Belgium were herded into a room built for two hundred. As far as I knew, Betsy and I were the only two representatives of Heaven in that room. Continue reading “Time of Tribulation”