Lamentations 1:1-2
How deserted lies the city once so full of people! How like a widow is she, who once was great among the nations! She who was queen among the provinces has now become a slave. Bitterly she weeps at night, tears are upon her cheeks. Among all her lovers there is none to comfort her. All her friends have betrayed her; they have become her enemies.
Once called the sleeping giant (Isoroku Yamamoto in WWII), America is now no greater than a country full of the walking dead. This land is cursed in a way that few realize. In the search for something greater, too many have been placated by money and technology and power. For those who have not, they have been hardened by their envy of those things. Too many now live in kingdoms they have built for themselves. We have been blinded to how blessed we are to have food and what a miracle it is for a child to be born. After all, we can go out and get food for ourselves, and our hope lies in modern medicine to save our lives. We throw out leftover food without a second thought and discard unwanted lives. We have been given so much. We have an abundance of food, community, love, and life, but we have said “no” to God. We would rather corrupt every good thing to bend it to our own purposes, throwing away the lives God would bless us with. And so we are dead. Our once great nation is dead.
We are in need of our Savior now more than ever, but what generation can say “yes” to life when culture feeds it nothing but death? There are some who know Christ and who carry his light into this darkness as they bear his name. They are needed now. We are living in the midst of an epic battle between light and darkness, and we cannot allow ourselves to be lulled to sleep by comfortable lives and the promises of safety and prosperity. We must kill our flesh and fight. Christ is victorious; this war is already won! Death and sin are both defeated! But countless numbers still choose death and sin. It’s what they know; it’s who they are. How many casualties must there be? Multitudes are wounded, and we need willing soldiers to bring healing to those people that can only come from Jesus Christ. Will you help? Will you fight?
Will we choose to be an almost helpful generation of believers? Or will we surrender ourselves completely to the will of God and allow Him to move through us as revolutionaries? We always have a choice, but it seems that we are quickly running out of time.
God, send us boldness; send us urgency. Unite us in power so that the world might see you in greater glory than it has ever seen. Your people need you. They would cry out to you if they knew you. Instead they stumble deeper into darkness. Only you can bring them life. It is only through your Spirit that life can even be appealing to them. Lord, only you can save, so I beg you to do just that.
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