We were already by the fire, drinking coffee, when he came riding up, still with the remnants of a song on his lips.”
–Zane Grey (The Trail Driver)
I wonder what that ol’ boy was a-singin’? Perhaps, he was croonin’, “When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound, and time shall be no more…”. Pard, let me be tellin’ yuh, it’s comin’ ’round sooner than later. Now, I’m not a-sayin’ what’s happenin’ over in Israel is the comin’ of the Lord, but I’ll sure tell yuh one thing–it’s closer to day and ever before in history!
It’s appallin’ the atrocities that are takin’ place. The Lord have mercy, babies bein’ decapitated–that’s pure evil. Here’s yur cup. Makes me wonder jist how many more times we’re gonna be sharin’ coffee at the ol’ kitchen table. When I read some of the evil that is takin’ place I thought of the words of Jesus when He was asked what it would be like at the end. He told them of false prophets, lawlessness, coldness, wars, but what gets me is that one verse, “All these things are the beginning of sorrows.” (Matthew 24:8) Pard, jist the beginnin’!
My ol’ ridin’ pard, Bob, wrote in his blog about it gettin’ worser an’ worser. Think of it, Pard, if’n yuh can an’ swaller at the same time. Right now the Holy Spirit is restrainin’ evil. Look around, evil is currently bein’ restrained. I can’t imagine it gettin’ worser than it is now, but Pard, when the Holy Spirit no longer restrains, why, it’s gonna be havoc. Then the “man of lawlessness” will be revealed.
I read in the Psalms, “how long”. The prophets of old questioned, “how long?” Let me add to that, how long? When will the Lord’s patience finally say, “that’s enough”? Pard, it sorta makes the coffee gurgle in yur guts. When He calls for the trumpet to sound that will be the signal, not only for our homecomin’, but for the Holy Spirit to allow the gates of evil to flood this earth.
Pard, if’n yuh don’t fall on yur noggin’ ’cause yuh didn’t tighten yur cinch and go on to meet the Lord that way, yuh can join me flyin’ up through the air singin’, “On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ shall rise, And the glory of His resurrection share….”
Vaya con Dios.