I live
in a small town and we have a small-town newspaper. This morning the
front page informed me that two people were arrested for possession of and
selling drugs, the police are looking for information from anyone who might
have information on several burglaries, and the trial of a young person who is
accused of child molestation was turned over to the jury.
On page
two there was an article pertaining to an atheist organization seeking to make
a police department remove “In God We Trust” from the backs of their cruisers
and their other attempts to make colleges and universities cease from allowing
chaplains and coaches to pray with their teams.
A few
weeks ago we had yet another tragedy in one of our schools that has removed
prayer and reading of the God’s words of peace and love and even forgiveness
from their schools. This very sick individual, before killing nine
students, asked them if they were Christians. Those who answered “yes”,
were shot in the head and those who said “no” were shot in the leg.
We add
this catastrophic event to the growing list of sick folks that believe killing
will fill that vacuum that exists in their chest cavity. One person asked
the question, “Why would God allow that to happen?” Another answered,
“Don’t blame God, He is not allowed in our schools anymore.
As a
child in elementary school, we began each day with a ritual that included, the
Pledge of Alliance to our country, a portion of Scripture and the Lord’s
Prayer. We allow no such rituals in our government funded schools
today. We do not want to make any of our students
uncomfortable. I wonder, was anyone was uncomfortable when the very
sick person asked the students if they were Christians before he shot
them?
I
wonder how many youngsters, who have chosen the wrong paths of life, would have
chosen the right paths of life if the Word had been planted in their hearts, in
their elementary school years, and they had learned that there was a God
who listened for and answered their prayers, and America was truly the ‘home of
the free and the brave’.
Well,
enough venting for the day. The title of this epistle is a Time
to Weep and a Time to Fight. I am saddened by the rapid decay our
nation has taken, but I am even more saddened that I do not hear more voices in
the wilderness shouting “Enough, enough, it is time for God’s people to don
their armor, fill their lamps with oil and come out fighting
Pray
for revival as never before.
Blessings,
Gramps
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