Comment:
I have to say something this morning (not much) but I have to say something
about the decadence in our homeland. The moral decay that we witness daily is
like that of statues in a wax museum where fire has broken into the museum at
the west and east ends of the building and is working its way to the center. As
the statues and historical settings feel the heat and begin to melt, the beauty
of what was once comforting to look at is now being blurred and disfigured.
This damage cannot be repaired humanity, and if anything is salvaged it will be
marred for life.
Devotional: In
the Psalms we find men like King David, Asaph, Korah and his sons and others
who make a public appeal to our Creator. Their appeals are for the restoration
of their land “Israel”. These men realize that the only help to restore a
failing land is of God. Our land needs a few of these men to cry out to God.
Our homeland is filled with the immoral conduct of unprincipled men and women. And
last, but not least in any way, our offerings to God our Creator fall short of
reaching Him. Why? Because our gods are idolatrous poisons, religions that we
accept as truth. Below is Psalm 80 written by Asaph, think of our country as
you read; as a country we have spent to long being passive, return to The God
Almighty.
Hear us,
Shepherd of Israel, you who lead Joseph like a flock. You who sit enthroned
between the cherubim, shine forth before Ephraim, Benjamin and Manasseh. Awaken
your might; come and save us. Restore us, O God; make your face shine on us,
that we may be saved. How long, LORD God Almighty, will your anger smolder
against the prayers of your people? You have fed them with the bread of tears;
you have made them drink tears by the bowlful. You have made us an object of
derision to our neighbors, and our enemies mock us. Restore us, God Almighty;
make your face shine on us, that we may be saved. You transplanted a vine from
Egypt; you drove out the nations and planted it. You cleared the ground for it,
and it took root and filled the land. The mountains were covered with its
shade, the mighty cedars with its branches. Its branches reached as far as the
Sea, its shoots as far as the River. Why have you broken down its walls so that
all who pass by pick its grapes? Boars from the forest ravage it, and insects
from the fields feed on it. Return to us, God Almighty! Look down from heaven
and see! Watch over this vine, the root your right hand has planted, the son
you have raised up for yourself. Your vine is cut down, it is burned with fire;
at your rebuke your people perish. Let your hand rest on the man at your right
hand, the son of man you have raised up for yourself. Then we will not turn away
from you; revive us, and we will call on your name. Restore us, LORD God
Almighty; make your face shine on us, that we may be saved.
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