I have a whole two hours before I have to go do a radio show, and what better way to spend the time than to post one more article. I know I said the last one would be the last for the day, but I just had to share my thoughts on the prayer vigil that just took place in Georgia, you know where the Christians, and the Buddhists, and Muslims, with a few Wicca sprinkled in for seasoning all prayed to their respective gods for rain.
As the Creator of all that is looks down upon the earth, which is His footstool, his attention is drawn to the North American continent by a great noise emanating from the state of Georgia. Most seem to be praying to Him, although some in the communal prayer seem to be praying to other gods as well. He takes a closer look, since they are calling on His name, but as He searches the hearts of those who are present, He does not recognize any as being His own.
They call Him Father in one accord, but He does not recognize them as His children. For many, it's their first time gazing heavenward, it's their first prayer, and the God who knows all things, also knows why they decided now, was a good time to pray.
After all these years, after all the rejected attempts to reach their hearts, they come to Him now, because they want, they need something from Him. They need rain, that's why they pray, not because they want to know Him, or form a relationship with Him. 'Keep the fellowship, keep the relationship, spare us the requests for holiness and repentance, just send us the rain', is what God hears. Shrugging His eternal shoulders, God looks down and says, 'I do not know you, why do you call me Father, when you refused to be My sons and daughters, when you rejected the gift of My Son, and trampled upon the blood of His sacrifice?'
Those who are truly His, are not among the crowd, for they pray away from prying eyes, away from the bulbs and the camera flashes. Those who are His, know not to defile themselves. They come before Him in spirit and in truth, with all humility, because they desire Him, and not something from Him.
If God shows favor, and the rains come, it won't be because an ecumenical crowd gathered on the steps of City Hall, it will be because of those few in their prayer closets, who cry out to Him, have an established relationship, and fellowship with Him.
When there are no options left, every man eventually gazes toward the heavens and says 'God?', and God looks down and answers, 'Who is it? I do not recognize you.'
There are however, those blessed few who knew Him long before they needed something from Him, and when they call upon His name, He answers most assuredly, for He recognizes His Son in them.
With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.