I had nightmares last night. And discovered scheduling conflicts with mine and my husband's calendars after I got up. My spirit is weary. My heart is sad. And I'm exhausted from the frustration.
We have activities planned for this afternoon, and the kids are working on crafts this morning. So I don't really have a lot of time to sit at the computer today, though I keep finding myself here anyway. I should pull myself away but I am greatly lacking willpower and motivation today. I just want to crawl into a cave and never come out.
My youngest son brought a peppermint scented incense for me to light. I don't often burn incense, but today I agreed. Perhaps it will lift my spirits some. The Lord knows I need all the help I can get. I will accept the Lords help in whatever manner He sends it.
I had been thinking about the verse in Revelation that talks about the end times when those who do not accept the mark of the best on their hand or on their head, that they will be beheaded. Those will be raised from the dead to rule beside Jesus for 1000 years. A government that sets itself above the law, allows itself lawlessness in the name of maintaining lawfulness, creates a scenario for which these beheadings can take place. And their desire for everyone to be marked with an RFID tag "for security purposes" could forseeably begin to accuse those who are unwilling to accept the mark as traitors, or suspect. And in a government where legislators are more intent on removing Bibles from courthouses than they are concerned organizations that make a profit from killing hundreds of thousands of infants every year, scares me. I find myself desparately wanting to to move as far from mainstream society as I can possibly escape, planting some fruit and nut trees, adopting a small herd of cows, establish something resembling a permaculture farm, and trying to become self sufficient. I know we can't afford anything resembling a farm, but more and more I desire that. The Bible says that there will come a day when "a piece of bread will buy a bag of gold". Food is going to become mighty scarce, and only those with "the mark" (or perhaps the RFID tag imbedded in their skin?) will be able to buy or sell anything. There is a forboding in the air, and I can not help but dread it.
I am trying to put my faith in Jesus, for I know that HE is the redeemer, the rock on which I stand, my savior, and my Lord. I know that Christ has already won the war of life and death - he won the war when he rose again from the dead and defeated the grave. But we still have battles against the enemy we have to fight, to rescue what few lost ones that might be found. The war is won, and we know we are on the winning side, but the work is not over. And the battle yet ahead of us looks to be quite an ugly one. I wish only that more open their eyes and see the light, that there were not so many who refuse to believe.
Yes... my thoughts are heavy and the darkness weighs on me today. I keep praying for brighter days, and I know they will come. But for now, this is where I am at. Thankfully, God meets us where we are. He created the day and the night, the sun and the moon, the blue skies and the rain. And he is present on both the happy days and the gloomy ones. He carries me, when I can go no further on my own.
Peace and blessings be with you all, and with all who are dear to you.