Reminiscing, the towers burning, thousands of people dead, the rescuers, the survivors stories, the national mourning.
- For a while, the churches were full.
- Prayers. Prayers. Prayers.
- Back to business as usual.
The towers are now rebuilt and I don’t hear too much talk about it anymore.
Then? KATRINA! What a horror! Did it change anything? Not much. Crisis over? Back to business as usual. Back to rebuild.
And now? COVID-19.
What goes on among the kings and the people inhabiting and running this world’s systems? Psalms 2 describes the issues quite clear.
- Just as I finished writing that sentence, my little friend arrived with my supper–summer time supper at midnight–flexibility is what it takes and flexibility is what You have given to me.
- No more complaining and lamenting things that cannot be changed.
- You have inspired many on such matter, but! It’s all taken for granted. Why?
- O well, my Master! For the simple reason that such is the way You planned it to be.
- Why again like a two-year old–the age of the why?
- Why did You design all things the way they are?
- That is what You are now opening our minds to understand with the sole purpose to bring us to repentance.
Human wisdom. Knowledge of good and evil …
- Cultures. Customs and traditions. Systems. Laws and rules. The powers to be in control for now?
- The nasty hold of mental insanity!
- For it is all a counterfeit of what it is in the invisible heaven. But!
- It will all come to nothing within an hour of Your timing. Thank goodness!
- For the truth of the matter is that You are in control of it all. Sovereign Authority over Your creation is the fact.
- Please, my Master, don’t let me forget such a fact.
Ha! Midnight again!
Saturday September 12, at 12:04 am.
- The 7th Day of Rest finds me resting on You alone and altogether. What an amazingly unique experience.
- One thing to notice in the way You have changed all things in and out of me–the way I am no longer defining myself.
- What do I mean? My mind churns all kinds of ways for me to be or say or do. Nonesense! You have opened my mind to see the futility of all such thoughts.
- So now? I consider all such thoughts to be only rambles not worthy to dwell or much less to execute. I wait on You even for the next breath I am to take.
- Release from all such binding thoughts and doings. For now? It is coming to mind to close this file and the computer. Go to bed. Hope for Your sleep blessing.
At the lowest point …
Saturday September 12, 2020 at 5:55 am.