Dear Pastor,
This morning I feel led to send you this email. Our days are very
busy going in every direction it seems, so it is difficult for us to have
serious time-consuming
discussion on things. I hope you do not mind.
As I could, several months ago I started forwarding you articles you
requested I do, that I felt important. I know you don’t have the time I do
to assimilate much of what is going on in our world that would affect us and our
church---increasingly on a daily basis. Nor do few of us. But our
Lord does not want us ignorant and undiscerning as we “see that day
approaching”. We do not want to be caught unawares and unprepared.
And He is revealing much through leaders and men and women of faith, to
enlighten and inform us about these eventful times.
How do we prepare ourselves for this present onslaught against
Christianity, our moral values and liberties? Righteousness exhalteth a
nation, that is what we DO know—but do we also know what UNRIGHTEOUSNESS
does? Exactly what we see happening, unless we have retreated into our
turtle shell as a Christian believer---one who cannot walk, cannot see, and ends
up turned over. And like that turtle, even if we do come out of our shell
and are able to turn over, we then find ourselves doing a perilous, slow crawl
across a highway full of speeding traffic.
I am convinced of the situation and the soon return of our Lord, as are
many of us. For many years, the ‘church’ has been lulled asleep, enjoying
the comfort zone of entertainment and prosperity. It felt good to be
living in this Charismatic day, with meg-opporunity to be on top of the world
religious-wise.
We strutted our stuff, played the harlot, as the Laodicean church is
described. But to remain some small-town log church, nestled in a community
of pioneers, preferring to spend its income to further the Gospel worldwide to
the unreached rather than building impressive temples of marble, earned us a
reputation
as “not with it” or looked down upon as “old-fashioned”. But this old
“missionary lady” could not be more proud of its pastors and saints of God who
are
the “stubborn-few” clinging to the old rugged Cross. I cannot thank
and praised my Lord enough for honoring me to be placed among you.
At my advanced age, I cannot physically do things I used to do. I
try, but have difficulty even keeping my yard ‘up to snuff’ like I would
want. At 81, I know I have but a limited time on this earth---but so do we
all. Our times are in His hands, not ours. We must use every moment
to ensure our spiritual man is listening to and walking in the pathway He has
before us, redeeming that time. He will never leave us, nor forsake us.
But we ourselves must continually battle the spirit of the world which would
lure us away from it. Nor spend our days consumed with thoughts of
retirement plans and vacations.
As I spend these precious hours I have praying at home and listening to the
Spirit, I see that the curtain is being drawn, as the evil spirit that has
captured this generation worldwide, fufills its destiny. Millions of
Christians are being slaughtered, along with Jews and innocent children
worldwide, as Islamic terrorism
spreads its tenticles, while most Americans shrug their shoulders and
enjoy their pizzas. And as I see it, there will never be a replacing of
what has fallen aside—the will to do so is simply not there. The
mad rush to enjoy the good life while we can dominates our
thinking and motivates what we do or don’t do.
What will we do when our infastructure goes down, our economy collapses,
when our tvs and cell phones no long work, gas pumps and fuel tanks dry up;
groceries lock their doors, and transportation is non-existent. That is
exactly what will soon happen in this country. There are also
some who live in constant fear of these things, and are enslaved by it.
Suspicious of this and that, alarmed and withdrawn, draining away the peace
which Jesus gives us when we walk in His faith. There is no safe haven,
exept in the knowledge and trust we can have in Him, and as we go through the
dark days ahead, we must constantly remind them and ourselves, of this
fact. It is our only hope.
I DO know this---the Holy Spirit was imparted to His church, so that we
could glean, as a body, what the Spirit is saying; through dreams and
revelations. Too
long has the church failed to use these gifts, not wanting to be “too
Pentecostal”. How tragic this is! We have even mocked and ridiculed
one another when
one might speak openly or share, in hopes some other one present might be
able to interpret. The Spirit desperately wants full control, but is
limited by what we refuse to allow. The least among us cowers in fear of
rejection and prejudice. So the Holy Ghost cannot move freely and bless us
as it wants.
If we are to survive as the remnant awaiting His return, we will never make
it through the ‘lean days” ahead, nor be able to fight and win this battle with
guns and ammo, stored-up rice and beans.
It was Joseph, able to interpret Pharoah’s dreams, who could lead Egypt to
know what God was about to do for His people. Without the famine, Israel would
not have come to a safe haven and prospered. Without their enslavement,
Israel would not have wanted freedom and have wated to cross the Red Sea with
Moses. Without a Joshua and Caleb, Israel would never have occupied their
promised land. We must stand, even when it appears others will not stand
with us. We have the Lord to comfort and guide us, to deliver us from all
evil, to make a way of escape, to be a hedge about us. And as a church
body, we have each other. We must remember that Saul was blinded and alone
when the Spirit led Ananias to cast aside his fears and go lay hands upon him,
with words from the Lord. It was Philip who was led by the Spirit to Gaza
and the Ethopian eunuch. It was a praying Peter to whom the Spirit led to
Cornelius.
Can we listen to what the Spirit is saying, though our dreams and visions?
and even through those of others? We must! If we cannot, then we
have shut ourselves into a dark prison cell, hoping to escape the mob outside
and praying the jailer will remember to bring us food and water while we waste
away.
If he’s still around.
MARY E ADAMS