It is easy to live in fear of this present time. This present evil age, as Paul said it, nearly two thousand years ago. I remember reading Animal Farm years ago with crawling flesh and a sick stomach, recognizing vaguely similarities not only to other countries, but more importantly to my own. I was unable to put into words my young but very real fear. I could only say with clarity that it was the creepiest book I ever read.
There is a conniving, deceptive attitude about things going on right now in our nation that scares me just as it angers me. Animal Farm fear of something unknown. The fear multiplies as we live, as we exchange stories with others, as we feel an invisible net being pulled tighter. Everything in our eyes is always reaching its worst. I think at such times perhaps we tend to go defensive, protecting our rights and liberties with jagged nail and canine tooth. There may be a desperation even about our actions and thoughts, as if already being trampled underfoot. But what need we fear man? There is nothing new under the sun.
Is our time really so much more evil than it was in Paul's day? Perhaps this period of complacency is giving way to a period of early church tribulation once again. Is this a thing to fear? There may not be another country for Separatists to flee to this time (except maybe Texas), but in the right perspective, won't the future be exciting? Who knows what God will do in this glorying of His Name to come! Shoot, our country may go legit communist and be thrown to the wolves. All the wolves. We may be threshed like wheat and burned like chaff, but won't God's name be glorified by the proud actions of His humble servants?
Oh friends. How petty our grievances against these weak created ones. Shall we stand confidently, and attack with assurance the deceptions borne to us? We may be driven like snow from the homes we once owned and the possessions we once worked for, but what an adventure future generations will then read in our pages. For pages we will always have, stories somehow passed on in the face of persecution. There will always be a remnant. Won't our heroic deeds be told in all their weakness and celebrated as God's own victories? Hallelujah.
We, our human selves, may not live to see this time we foresee gloomily, but We, the Church universal, may and I think will see it in no uncertain terms. Why then lurk in fear of what may already be coming? Let the light of battle sparkle in our eyes! A time is coming and is now at hand when we must stand for Truth in a world run over by the squelching half-truths and slim chances. Let's live it! Let's live this time of uncertainty in fierce delight. Our victory is sure.
God will be glorified. All praise His name!
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