It is 6 days after the election, and my sorrow persists, if not deepens. Maybe I’m depressed. I look around and can only sense impending doom. I don’t know how people can smile, how life is just going on.
There is no way God would have allowed Barack Obama to become president were He not finally turning us over to judgment(s), to whatever great or lesser extent that will be.
depressed alone2.jpgI sat in my mother’s church yesterday and was surprised to feel anger that the worship leader smiled and sang the same songs as ever, as if life didn ‘t drastically change last week, as if the Church itself weren’t indicted by the election of Barack Obama.
Then my eye caught a teen with Down syndrome coming late to service with his mother, sitting down the row from me….


And he immediately began to sing, and his face was so ecstatic, and he was looking heavenward and air-playing guitar with the band, and I began to cry… pretty hard. Hadn’t done that yet. But alas, here I go again, crying. I cried through the entire song service, and then I started up again when I ran after the boy after service to meet him and tell him how much I appreciated his love of God. His Mom thanked me, saying she always worried Eric might be a distraction. It was so opposite of that for me. Eric reminded me of Jesus and the coming joy and why I fight abortion and why I am so sad, all rolled up in one kid. I could only murmer, “Oh, no,” and cry harder. Just like now, crying harder.
I’m not a big follower of preacher and prophet Dutch Sheets. I’ve read his stuff from time to time and agreed with it, but I’m not a prophecy-focused Christian. Rather, I’m a skeptic. But I read Dutch Sheets’ analysis of the election a couple days ago and agreed with it, although it deepens the pain I feel. Dutch is right. I weep for Jerusalem.
Sheets’ thoughts follow. Or read it on the site here. Click to enlarge…
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