Weekly Meditations

Too proud to pray/Stumbling in the darkness

We have been preserved, these many years, in peace and prosperity. We have grown in numbers, wealth and power, as no other nation has ever grown. But we have forgotten God. We have forgotten the gracious hand which preserved us in peace, and multiplied and enriched and strengthened us; and we have vainly imagined, in the deceitfulness of our hearts, that all these blessings were produced by some superior wisdom and virtue of our own. Intoxicated with unbroken success, we have become too self-sufficient to feel the necessity of redeeming and preserving grace, too proud to pray to the God that made us! (Abraham Lincoln)

Some Election times are coming. Politicians lying, conniving, striving for the gold ring as the merry-go-round spins with the rest of us along for the ride with our eyes and minds jumbled and confused by the ever growing circle of lies and the self serving world of “what is in it for me”.
Where are the statesmen? Where are the men who step up? The bigger question; where are the minds of the voters who seem to be in it for the win regardless of the loss.

It all reminds me of feeding a large group of swine. All are pushing and shoving with their heads and snouts in a trough of slop; squealing stumbling, pushing, and shoving all for a few morsels of what most, of reasonable appetites, would refuse. The worst part is these are doing noting but stuffing themselves heading for the day of slaughter without any knowledge or thought of the consequences their actions will bring in the ever dimming future.

Then, there are those who say, and correctly so. We are heading over a cliff regardless of what we do. This is true. It is obvious. But here is a consideration. If one is in a wagon heading for a cliff and there is no way to escape would you rather be on a wagon going 100 miles per hour or one going 5 miles per hour. A correct mindset can at least slow down the inevitable and even perhaps give time and chance to look for a way to stop the wagon. One going 5 mph is more easily stopped than one going 100 mph.

Perhaps the point can be expressed by one who had lived through more than most and had see the results of self serving and self aggrandizing narcissism in the hands of politicians and those who subjected themselves to the Godlessness and or the cupidity of the mindsets of “what is in it for me“.
“We look back upon history, and what do we see? Empires rising and falling, revolutions and counter revolutions, wealth accumulated and wealth disbursed. Shakespeare has written of the rise and fall of great ones, that ebb and flow with the moon. I look back upon my own fellow countrymen (Great Britain), once upon a time dominating a quarter of the world, most of them convinced, in the words of what is still a popular song, that ‘the God who made them mighty, shall make them mightier yet.’ I’ve heard a crazed, cracked Austrian (Hitler) announce to the world the establishment of a Reich that would last a thousand years. I have seen an Italian clown (Mussolini) say he was going to stop and restart the calendar with his own ascension to power. I’ve heard a murderous Georgian brigand in the Kremlin (Stalin), acclaimed by the intellectual elite of the world as being wiser than Solomon, more humane than Marcus Aurelius, more enlightened than Ashoka. I have seen America, wealthier and in terms of military weaponry, more powerful than the rest of the world put together, so that had the American people so desired, they could have outdone a Caesar, or an Alexander in the range and scale of their conquests. All in one lifetime, all in one lifetime, all gone. Gone with the wind.
“England, now part of a tiny island off the coast of Europe, threatened with dismemberment and even bankruptcy. Hitler and Mussolini dead, remembered only in infamy. Stalin a forbidden name in the regime he helped found and dominate for some three decades. America haunted by fears of running out of those precious fluids that keeps their motorways roaring, and the smog settling, with troubled memories of a disastrous campaign in Vietnam, and the victories of the Don Quixote’s of the media as they charged the windmills of Watergate. All in one lifetime, all in one lifetime, all gone. Gone with the wind.
Behind the debris of these solemn supermen, and self-styled imperial diplomatists, there stands the gigantic figure of one, because of whom, by whom, in whom and through whom alone, mankind may still have peace: The person of Jesus Christ. I present him as the way, the truth, and the life.” (Malcolm Muggeridge 1903-1990)

Then again perhaps this is also a waste of time and these words just another “Don Quixote” chasing windmills which have, as the merry-go-round, the minds of the world dizzied by the ever spinning, ever confused, blinded eyes of the masses. Blinded by politicians who have forgotten what it means to be a true statesman. Blinded by cupidity which serves the belly of the swine. Blinded by the god of this world. All too proud to Pray!

2Co 4:4 In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them which believe not, lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ, who is the image of God, should shine unto them.

Perhaps this is the problem. The light of the glorious gospel of Christ is not and can not shine because those who profess Christ are either too busy, to lazy, to narcissistic, too frightened; or even worse, actually too lost. All sitting in the wagon heading for the cliff, whipping the horses faster and faster by supporting political views which have anti-Christian values with a self serving agenda which is nothing more than lies designed to keep such, stumbling in the darkness.

Pro 4:19 The way of the wicked is as darkness: they know not at what they stumble.
Isa 59:10 We grope for the wall like the blind, and we grope as if we had no eyes: we stumble at noonday as in the night; we are in desolate places as dead men.

Wake up, Wake up America!! Can’t you see you are dying!

David

1 Comment

  1. MJBassettAugust 30, 2022

    So sad and so true. A very good read and so eloquently put. Thank you for your time and stimulating writing.

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