As I watch from a distance the United States becoming a huge mess, I have very conflicting emotions. On the one hand, I long for God to open eyes so that we remain the Land of the Free and Home of the Brave.
But on the other hand, I simply wait and pray. After all, it’s hard to see the Light when all seems day.
So instead I pray for God’s true Church to come down as the darkness closes in. No more cheap grace and Gospel show. No more divide and conquer.
The Spirit is far from our pretty buildings and well-coordinated programs and our endless checklists of do’s and don’ts.
We hop from bandwagon to bandwagon as they pass by with their Scripture-laden banners flying high, announcing what is right and wrong. All the while our feet never even touch the ground.
