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Wake up Church, through these ever-darkening days trusting in our King eternal through the greater hysterical days that are ahead...
Another year has come and gone; what a year it was. But for me, not just another year, but another decade it was (plus 2 1/2 years) from mid-2007 to 2020.
Following are major events (in my life) of that past decade:
2007:
Mid-September I had to move from a previous residence, on 5310 Two Notch Road, Forest Acres area of Columbia, South Carolina, due to the property being sold and the mobile home in which I was then living could not be moved. I then lived in what was Crossroads apartments on Zimalcrest Drive, Columbia, South Carolina. (There, made aware of it by a Narnia fan, down a path outside my front door was “a lamppost in the middle of the wood.”)
My previous car, which was given to me, “gave up the ghost.” I had a chance then to learn of the city bus system.
2008:
I became unemployed on 07/11/2008.
Eventually, I was given another car. (The person who gave it to me was going overseas in Christian mission work, so I paid something for the car for her support.)
2011:
Custodial employment with Columbia International University (C.I.U.) mid-May 2011 thru August 2014—not desiring custodial work, but needing a job I thought I would give it a try, at least then I had a job for a time.
I had another custodial job for a time at Baptist Parkridge hospital in Columbia. I enjoyed working for a hospital, but again not so much custodial work
May 2014 thru June 2018:
Lived in C.I.U.’s Pine View apartments
2016 Presidential election:
God brought President Trump into the White House for “such a time as this,” I’m sure of it, surprising us all particularly winning over those Democrats and the fake news media
2016 thru 2020:
Impeachment proceedings of President Trump took center stage, but to no avail, however, it was simply a conspiracy act and a waste of taxpayer dollars.
July 2018 thru March 2019:
Lived eight months in Ohio. (Perhaps a benefit: I realized greater the two worlds.)
2020:
Covid pandemic
General election. An overwhelmingly red wave, although the Democrats trying to steal it.
And so what is the impact of it all on my life:
I think how I would like to tear out of my life story that past decade. But of course, I can not. History is God’s story, and as is all of humanity, we’re characters in His story; guided along by the Good Shephard or going our way as a prodigal—doing our own thing, living the “I did my way,” the “Que sera, sera” misguided philosophy.
As it seems, how difficult it is for me to live these days as I had done before 2007. Before then, doing things simply for fun and pleasure was a favorite thing to do—a favorite pastime. Now, it’s all not so much fun anymore. (Watching TV doesn’t even hold much of my interest, nor sports, nor movies. Neither giving much attention to the fast becoming unreliable news reporting.)
I have come to realize to a greater extent the end times. My going about these days, my mind now being more set on the immortal eternal reality, noticing the temporal works of humankind—those “towers of Babel” (Genesis 11:1-9 cf. 1 John 2:16)—I realize as the apostle Peter has written that it’s all going to burn (see 2 Peter 3:1-7; 1 John 2:16-17).
Hence, I can’t live these days as if everything in the world is a-okay, hunkey-dorey, or “it’s all just fine.” Not so, these times had not been “the best of times,” and continues not to be so.
Even though people say, “Relax, enjoy life, we’ll all get over it,” uh, I can’t see that. As mentioned, I can’t live now for the pleasures of this temporal time. I’ve realized the end of this time is coming—it’s nearer than ever before. I’m eager and looking forward to the upper taker, whenever that will be as the Lord so wills (see 2 Thessalonians 2:1-10). Strange as it may sound, I’ve been sensing that throughout that decade that was. Maybe the result of the 2020 election is evidence of that sensing.
For me, the coming of my unemployment and then forward from the year 2016 has been moreso than ever the "defining moment" of my life. I have come to realize the greater pleasure for my mortal existence is Jesus—my joy, provider, purpose, and meaning for life (Matthew 6:25-34). My rock, fortress, and deliverer (Psalm 18:2)
Conclusion: as in my previous writings, so here too, the prayer of my heart these days seems to be, as the apostle John expressed it recorded at Revelation 22:20, “Come, Lord Jesus.” Until then, my continued prayer and fight for my native mortal homeland continues to be: Restore us, heavenly Father, to our founding upon biblical principles and conservative values, that we for a time may be a light-bearer and salt-spreader to the world of Your grace, peace, and love, as You would have us to be until that day of Your return, Lord Jesus (Adonai Yeshua). Awaken Your Church, heavenly Father, throughout America that we would have a greater impact on the governing affairs of our land—“from sea to shining sea”—as so did our founding fathers, that we would know our being as “one nation under God.” In Your precious name, Lord Jesus, I pray. Amen.
Time travel with me once again, this time back to those biblical days of Abram (later known as Abraham). From the Old Testament, we read of Terah residing in Ur of the Chaldeans.
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I’m tired…
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Not
just sleepy where a good night’s rest would/should appease the tiredness,
But I’m tired…
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of
these days, of trekking through this mortal time seeing the disruption,
corruption,
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and
the filth even of mortal humanity’s seeming unconcern where they throw their
trash
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of
mortal humanity’s seemingly breaking the law (with no concern) moreso than ever
before.
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of
seeing the living of life simply for this mortal timeline, seemingly, having
gone through wars, fires, earthquakes, famines, and such, when all gets
straightened out and settled down, all humanity goes back to that “normal” way
as if nothing tragic had happened. (Should we not learn from such?)
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Of
these dark days, not of the darkness that routinely/regularly “happens” at
sunset, but of the darkness igniting the rise of evil at sunset. (“People love darkness more than the light…” John 3:19.)
“Que sera sera”
(whatever will be will be) the future’s not ours to see…” Maybe not, but we who know the truth, when we
see evil coming in to wipe the truth away, shouldn’t we stand up and speak out
that it will not happen; keep on the way of the truth. Until our eternal home
going, let us live now to proclaim the truth. (See John 14:6.)
Tired of it all. For myself, I have realized the better way of
living is for the immortal. I’m ready to see the brilliance of the new day of
Christ’s return and the entrance of the Father’s eternal immortal Kingdom,
where tiredness will be no more.
21 For to me, living means living for Christ, and dying is even better,”
Philippians 1:21.
That Most Joyous Time of Year Once Again Has Arrived
Crazy days this year has been, hasn’t it? And not as that popular song of yesteryear goes “…lazy, hazy, days of summer”, but all through 2020—the year that was; how do I share? Not fully understanding all I’ve been experiencing through these recent days and years; I’ll give it a try anyway in sharing. In that, this letter as well might be crazy.
We may be uncertain of the happenings of our days; change can be expected in our lifetime, not knowing what may come or when. But Jesus, “the same yesterday, today, and forever” (Hebrews 13:8), knows all the happenings (changes) that are to come about in our days—individually or corporately. (And the most important change comes individually through one’s repentance, and turning to Jesus as Savior and Lord, no longer following the “I did my way” mentality, but God’s way.)
Apart from the reality of Jesus being the real reason for this most glorious of holiday seasons, this Christ M A S season, having come through this year that was, is so much different than any other Christmases I have ever experienced, unlike any other year of my lifetime. In the past, Christmas had been simply a joyous once-a-year event—a shopping spree. Now it’s so much different; the real meaning much more evident.
With the coming of that pandemic (in some respects perhaps a panPANic), perhaps 2020 will go down in history as the year that was. But I pray may it not be forgotten, rather remembered as a reminder for us Christ-followers to go forward ever more so zealously than ever before, proclaiming the Good News throughout the year and every year until the day of Jesus’s return and He makes all things new (see Revelation 21:1-8.) Then maybe we’ll get the proper understanding of the truer meaning of that popular Christmas carol Joy to the World, which was originally written of Jesus’s second coming.
Wow, how to cope with it all. The pandemic had launched spiritual warfare within America, my mortal homeland. Never before have I been so concerned about a presidential and legislature election as I have been this year of 2020—as all of the Church should have been, concerned, as in every area of life, even with the governing of our nation as well all throughout our history.
I cannot see now how I can go on living the usual way I have lived before the events of 2020 had happened as if the pandemic had never happened. The end of time, nearer than ever before? It so is, with the passing of each new day— “Come, Lord Jesus.” Nevertheless, until then, when all gets straightened out and the new year begins, may it not be a return to the “normal” past, or even a “new normal,” as it has been in settling down after 911, and other of the wars and tragedies we have suffered—just continuing on with life as usual as if nothing had happened. May it not be, but to the greater purpose of our temporal existence. Apart from the works of God, since Genesis chapter three, this mortal world has been abnormal. Revive Your Church, Heavenly Father, through this land and around the world to a greater revival than what has ever been seen in history.
I’m sure glad there’s more to life than this mortal time. Crazy as it may sound, but my walking/driving about, my mind/heart now being more set on the immortal eternal reality, noticing the temporal works of humankind, that it’s all temporal, it’s all going to burn (see 2 Peter 3:3-7). And thus as well the realization of the familiar hymn comes true: “this world is not my home, I’m just a pass’n through.” (Consider John 14:1-3; Colossians 3:2-4.) The realization of the better forever world is coming clearer into focus.
James 4:13-16 (Amplified) reads, “…Come now [and pay attention to this], you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a city, and spend a year there and carry on our business and make a profit.” 14 Yet you do not know [the least thing] about what may happen in your life tomorrow. [What is secure in your life?] You are merely a vapor [like a puff of smoke or a wisp of steam from a cooking pot] that is visible for a little while and then vanishes [into thin air]. 15 Instead you ought to say, “If the Lord wills, we will live and we will do this or that.” 16 But as it is, you boast [vainly] in your pretension and arrogance. All such boasting is evil.”
Restore America, heavenly Father, as we were founded—upon biblical principles—that we for a time may be a light-bearer and salt-spreader to the world of Your grace, peace, and love, until the day of Your return, Lord Jesus (Adonai Yeshua).
The year that was—2020. It’s so refreshing and with a new sense, of hearing those Christmas carols this year, reminding me of my truer purpose for living in this time—Jesus (Yeshua), the Christ, Messiah, Adonai, our Salvation and soon coming King. “Come, Lord Jesus.”
Blessings and shalom,
Charles
A Christmas movie worthy of your viewing you may want to consider seeing (about 1 hr. 40 min.) if you have not seen it. Or consider viewing it again or again and again if you have seen it:
Summary: We are laborers together, not singly. Jesus called out disciples and sent them out two-by-two. (Consider Mark 6:7 and Luke 10:1.) Together they are a help to one another. And so are we in this time, a team, not “lone rangers,” to share the “blessing of Abraham” to the nations of the world.
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| Hendrick ter Brugghen, Esau Selling His Birthright, c. 1627. |
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| The Conversion of Saul, fresco by Michelangelo, 1542–45aption |
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| Paul the Apostle, by Rembrandt Harmensz van Rijn c. 1657 |
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| Isabella Thoburn |
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