Echoes From the Campfire

I’m only a humble instrument, an’ I believe God guides me right.”
                         –Zane Grey  (The Mysterious Rider)

       “Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord, and He will lift you up.”

                         –James 4:10(NKJV)
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Sometimes I wonder, I really do.  We pray for revival, and rightly so, but has the nation gone too far?  Yes, there is always an “IF” clause with God with repentance, but even when the people repent, there are many times consequences that have been set in motion.  John Gardner wrote, “The renewal of societies and organization can go forward only if someone cares.  Apathy and lowered motivation are the most widely noted characteristics of a civilization on the downward path.”
       Upon studying the Book of Judges there seems to be a pattern:  sin, servitude, supplication, salvation, downward spiral.  It is that downward spiral that concerns me for each time it goes further and further down.  

               “And it came to pass, when the judge was dead, that they reverted and behaved more corruptly than their fathers, by following other gods, to serve them and bow down to them.  They did not cease from their own doings nor from their stubborn way.”
                               –Judges 2:19(NKJV)

The people became more vile, more decadent, more perverse.  The following verses of Judges 2 tells of a woeful situation where God says, “I also will not longer drive out before them any of the nations which Joshua left before he died.” (2:21)  There seems to have come a point where God sends the consequences of the peoples’ actions.
       Let’s look at another example–King Manasseh.  Manasseh was indeed an evil man and king.  Read 2 Chronicles 33, and in verse 9, it says, “So Manasseh seduced Judah and the inhabitants of Jerusalem to do more evil than the nations whom the LORD had destroyed before the children of Israel.” (NKJV)  Manasseh is a sad story and he was taken “with hooks” and “bound with fetters” to Babylon.  In his captivity and affliction he “humbled himself greatly before the God of his fathers…”  The Scriptures say that Manasseh “knew that the LORD was God.”  Here was genuine repentance.
       Yes, Manasseh repented, he tried to bring revival to the people upon his return.  He tried to undo all the evil that he had previously committed, but then we see that the people did not listen, but adhered to their evil ways.  “Nevertheless the people still sacrificed on the high places, but only to the LORD their God.” (33:17, NKJV)  They were worshipping God by using pagan practices and methods; in other words, worshipping with the practices of the world.  Too far gone, they faced judgment.
       I wrote the above to preface some startling statistics from Barna.  Have we faced the same downward spiral?  Have we, the people, gone too far?  Of Evangelicals, 39% says there is no absolute moral truth.  Startling!  Thirty-three percent believe that the Holy Spirit is not part of a “Trinity” but only a symbol of God’s power.  Another 30% say that salvation can come through good works.
       Now I ask, how far is too far?  The Book of Judges proclaims that the people “were in great distress.” (2:15)  It is important that we remember, that even though God has a plan for the Church, for every believer, there may come a time when they have to go into “captivity.”  When judgment came, all went to Babylon as slaves, even the righteous.  It is there we see the examples of Daniel and his friends.  How far is too far?  I have no idea, only God knows when the scales have tipped so far as to bring judgment.  There could be a national revival, but there could also be the return of the Lord and then true judgment would begin.

 

The Saga of Miles Forrest

I was standing outside of Solly Vendor’s tobacco shop telling him about my doings down in Socorro.  Solly liked to hear about places I’d been to and things I’ve seen.  He stood leaning against the post holding up the small awning over the boardwalk, puffing on one of his cigars.  Funny man, he sold the stuff, but didn’t like it to be smoked in his shop.  Of course, it was a little shop and a couple of men puffing on those big cigars could smoke it up real quick like.  Myself, I could care less, the stench of them is enough to make my face go sour.
       Solly was shaking his head as I was telling him about Elfego, when Stan Offut came out of the telegraph office which is right next to Solly’s place of business.  “Saw you standing out here Marshal and thought I’d save you a nickel and bring it out myself instead of sending one of the boys.”  A young kid, Jimmy Hopkins, is usually around to run the messages to folks.  I didn’t tell Stan, but I usually give Jimmy a dime.
       “What’s it say?” inquired Solly, trying to look over my shoulder.
       “Let me open it and read it first,” I replied.
       “It’s from Marshal Blasco down in Denver,” blurted Offut.  I stared at him, and he violently began shaking his head.  “No, I didn’t read it, honest,” he said, but then he laughed.  “I don’t have to, I’m the one who writes it down.  I already know what it says.”
       I gave a little grunt, but Solly guffawed right along with Stan.  “Well, stand back some, and give me a chance to read what it says.”
       Reading it out loud so Solly could hear, “Needed in Central City–STOP–President coming–STOP–Be there by the middle of the month–J. Blasco”
       Since Stan had left the door open, we all could hear his keys begin to clack.  He hurried off to check on the message.
       “What do you think that means?” questioned Solly, now holding the telegram and reading it to himself.
       “That’s not hard to understand; it means I’m to go to Central City because President Arthur is coming to town.”
       We were now talking about the President.  Solly saying that he thought the President was doing a good job, but that he was so removed from the people out here that it didn’t make much difference what he did.  Stan came back out to hand me another telegram.  
       “Stop by office in Denver first –J. Blasco”
      “Well, gentlemen, allow me to tell Molly before the two of you blab it all over town,” I uttered, then stepped off the boardwalk to head across the street to the diner.  Thoughts were fluttering through my mind as I crossed the dusty road and when I entered the diner they had sorta settled down.
       “Molly,” I hollered, figuring that she was in the kitchen.  Edith, Doc Jones’ wife, who was helping Molly since Marta had her baby to tend to, was wiping off tables.  There was no one else in the eatery.
       I hollered again.  She appeared at the entry to the kitchen.  “Miles, what is it?”
       “Come sit down,” I ordered.  I grabbed a cup and filled it with coffee as she approached.  I sat down, took a sip, then smiled up at her standing there.  “Want to take a trip to Denver and up to Central City?”
       A smile appeared on her face, lighting it up, but disappeared just as quickly.  “Miles, I can’t.  What brought this on?”
       “I’m ordered by Marshal Blasco to be there by the middle of the month.  I thought it would be a good trip for you since you haven’t traveled anywhere in ages.”  
       “It’s a nice thought, Miles, but I can’t leave, not with Marta out,” she informed me.
       “Sure you can,” blurted in Edith.  “We can find someone to take care of the baby and I don’t mind working a few more hours for a couple of weeks.”
       “Well, I don’t know…”
       “Go see Marta, now!” commanded Edith.  “I can handle things, just be back before the rush.
       I gulped down the rest of my coffee and nigh leaped from my chair to go with Molly.  We went out the entrance onto the boardwalk…
                    
P.S.  Last of Miles for a time period.  He’s on his way to Denver, and the missus and I are on our way to Maryland.

 

Echoes From the Campfire

You don’t think you’re better than other men; you just think the things you believe are better than what other men believe.”

                         –Luke Short  (Ride the Man Down)

       “So be truly glad!  There is wonderful joy ahead, even though it is necessary for you to endure many trials for a while.”
                         –1 Peter 1:6 (NLT)
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Where were you God?  How could you allow this to happen?  I remember the cries of September 11, 2001.  There was a national lament similar to what we see in Psalm 83.  God, we’re surrounded–God we’ve been attacked.  How could you allow this to happen to your chosen people–how could you allow this to happen to the United States, a nation built upon Your Word?  Ahh, but the background is a backslidden people.
       Psalm 83, is a cry for God’s intervention.  It was a desperate hour for Israel, just as it was that day twenty-one years ago was for the United States.  The purpose–repentance.  For one day, Congress stood together, united on the steps of the capitol and sang “God Bless America.”  One day and look at where we are now–twenty-one years later.  Hatred, division, terror, immorality–God gave the chance for repentance, but…

          9 — Deal with them as with Midian, as with Sisera, as with Jabin at the Brook Kishon,
         10 — Who perished at En Dor, who became as refuse on the earth.
         11 — Make their nobles like Oreb and like Zeeb, yest, all their princes like Zebah and Zalmunna,
         12 — Who said, “Let us take for ourselves the pastures of God for a possession.”
         13 — O my God, make them like the whirling dust, like the chaff before the wind!
         14 — As the fire burns the woods, and as the flame sets the mountains on fire,
         15 — So pursue them with Your tempest, and frighten them with Your storm.
         16 — Fill their faces with shame, that they may seek Your name, O LORD.
         17 — Let them be confounded and dismayed forever; yes, let them be put to shame and perish.
         18 — That they may know that You, whose name alone is the LORD, are the Most High over all the earth.  (NKJV)

Twenty-one years ago, “Maintain the Rage” was the cry.  Sounds like Asaph at the end of this Psalm.  He is saying, “Go get ’em Lord!”  The NIV and HCSB say, “Make them like tumbleweed,” sweep them away in divine judgment.  He wants them destroyed in the storm.  It is important to remember, even with the verses from Asaph, that this is the day of salvation.  There is always that “IF clause” of repentance.  However, the day is approaching when the hand of redemption will be removed and upon the earth will come the divine judgment that Asaph is calling for.  There will be the day of fire that will “set the mountains on fire.”  Those who are against the Lord, those who have refused His grace will be “confounded and dismayed forever.”  I like what George Wood says, “Minimize what threatens you and maximize instead God’s future for you.”
 
                    “Stand up, stand up for Jesus,
                    The trumpet call obey;
                    Forth to the mighty conflict,
                    In this His glorious day.
                    ‘Ye that are men now serve Him,’
                    Against unnumbered foes;
                    Let courage rise with danger,
                    And strength to strength oppose.”
                             –George Duffield

 

Coffee Percs

I’d sooner drink dishwater than cold coffee.”

                    –Elmer Kelton  (The Smiling Country)
 
Ponder that some, while I pour yuh a cup.  Pretty close to bein’ true, and let me tell yuh another thing.  I’ve tasted some coffee that was pretty near to bein’ dishwater on its ownself, not even bein’ cold.  How some folks can ruin such a delightful beverage is beyond understandin’.  Cold coffee–not fer me, unlessin’ that’s all there is.  An’ if’n it’s cold, a person can always pour it in a pan and place it on the stove.
       Taste that!  Don’t burn the hair offen yur tongue; it’s hot!  Ahhh, pure delight.  Makes unwanted company tolerable.  No, Pard, not meanin’ you, but I’ve had to sit through meetin’s in my time, and do some visitin’ with unsavory types that it was only coffee that helped me through.  Go ahead, yuh can probably take a deep swaller now.
       Yuh heard about the Queen.  Finally went to meet her Maker and the real King of the Universe.  From what I have been able to tell, she was a good woman and a believer.  She shore did live the life.  A stabalizin’ factor with the countries on the continent.  No one can fill her shoes, but we need to pray that Charles stays with the Lord and continues to be a conservative voice.
       Pard, yuh realize that it is the Lord who establishes governments and kingdoms.  Sometimes, in fact most of the time, we don’t understand his workin’s, but He establishes thrones and who sits upon them.  Part of that is to give people the kind of leadership they deserve.  A people who act the fool will get a foolish leader–just look around you.  One of these days, and this ol’ fence post believes soon, the kings of the nations will run for a hidin’ pace.  The true King will appear and they will be afraid, and will go to war against Him.  Oh, foolish men!
       Coffee’s gone already?  My, we must have been thirsty this mornin’ doin’ all our contemplatin’ an’ rememberin’ the Queen.  Maybe she and Granny are sippin’ a cup of heavenly tea (yeah, I said it, I’m not sure how much the Queen enjoyed coffee), perhaps Mary and Martha are involved with the conversation.  Is she in heaven?  Pard, from what I understand she claimed to believe in the Lord Jesus Christ so she’s gonna be there.
       Pard, yuh be havin’ a good day.  Next week, the wife and I along with the youngest granddaughter are travelin’ the steel mount for Maryland.  Hopin’ to be stoppin’ off to see relatives in Carolina.  Yuh can be singin’ that song, “Wouldn’t it be finer, just to be in Carolina in the mornin’?”  But while yur a-singin’ it, don’t neglect to check yur cinch.  I won’t be here to remind yuh.  Be sayin’ a prayer for us.
        Vaya con Dios.