I have been busy of late, so for the first time in some time, I clicked on some of the major news sites this evening, and was stunned to see California burning. Allot could be said, but this is not the time. If anything, what is happening in California at this hour, should serve as a vivid reminder to all of us how quickly the things we tend to trust in can become nothing more than ash, scattered by the wind.
If our hearts are tethered to things, if our hope is rooted in this earth, when the things are gone, and the earth is aflame, all that will remain is emptiness, an emptiness that will suffocate us like so much smoke, and bring us to our knees crying out in desperation.
Oh, that our hope would be rooted in eternity, and our hearts tethered to Christ! Oh, that we would stand on the sure foundation of His promises, nothing will shake us, and come what may we will rest in the knowledge that by His strength we will overcome.
Remember the people of California in your prayers tonight, during your time of devotion, as you hope they would remember you if it were your home that was destroyed, and your possessions turned to soot.
Now is not the time to cry out 'we told you so', for what is happening now is merely a preview of what is to come, for the repentance that was perpetually offered was continually rejected, and the grace that was freely given was so shamefully abused.
Now is the time to pray, to feel, to hurt, to weep with those who weep, to empathise, and to be thankful to our heavenly Father that He has seen fit to spare us these tragedies, that we have seen the depth of His mercies, and have felt the touch of His love.
The years of plenty are well behind us dear friends, the years of feasting and reveling, of pushing the boundaries of excess and opulence, of living only for ourselves, only for the flesh, only for the now. Dark days are on the horizon, when reality will shatter the imaginary world, and the imaginary gods so many have fashioned for themselves, and we will know His righteous judgment, and see with our own eyes that He is a consuming fire.
Tonight I weep with those who weep, tomorrow we resume the battle for truth and righteousness, for godliness and sanctification, but tonight, if only tonight, I weep.
With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.