“At that time the disciples came to Jesus, saying, “Who then is greatest in the kingdom of heaven?” Then Jesus called a little child to Him, set him in the midst of them, and said, “Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore whoever humbles himself as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. Whoever receives one little child like this in My name receives Me.”
Matthew 18:1-5 NKJV
We have a problem. We are seeing the net result of many years of telling our children that they are mere biological accidents, the product of happy accidents long ago in the primordial goo. We tell them that they are descendent of animals, nothing special in the grand scheme of the world.
We go further, in that we elevate “reproductive rights” on a par with the creation of God, and we extol the virtues of terminating pregnancies. The lack of a concern for human life tends to influence the value of life regardless of stage.
So many children have been fed that doctrine, growing up with no sense of what it means to be human, and now we are seeing the beginnings of the whirlwind, for we have sown to the wind our very futures, and there will be no produce.
We no longer live as though we were made in the image of God.
“Then God said, “Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness; let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, over all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.” So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.”
Genesis 1:26-27 NKJV
I sat down in my chair this morning, and I cried out to God: “I need something from you, now!” I opened my tablet to my bible app and the Lord responded with Matthew chapter eighteen, verses one through five. I began to weep.
““Whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in Me to sin, it would be better for him if a millstone were hung around his neck, and he were drowned in the depth of the sea. Woe to the world because of offenses! For offenses must come, but woe to that man by whom the offense comes!”
Matthew 18:6-7 NKJV
The woes have come.
Yesterday nineteen children were murdered in cold blood, in what should be the safest place for them. A young man with a gun entered the school and began shooting. Those along the political divide quickly went into blame mode, quickly arguing over whether the young man was “white hispanic, whether he was a transexual or not. Others focused on the weapons used, and dug up the gun control argument. Still others wondered if he was illegal, or a leftist.
None of them seemed to care about how that young man fell so far, and how he came to that tragic place where he made the decision to pull the trigger and end the lives of children. He was one caught up in the whirlwind.
Even fewer seemed to care that a part of our future had been blotted out with the death of nineteen innocents.
I found a picture of him on Twitter, and I could see the sadness. I saw not the face of a villain, but the face of a lost little boy, who had lived eighteen years with no guidance, no hope, probably never hearing even a word about the Gospel. He was enveloped by the god of this world, and he worshiped in the virtual church of the age which is social media.
As I looked at the picture, I harkened back to another taken many years ago in a dorm room at the University of Iowa. It was of me, striking a similar pose, having the same dark countenance on my face.
I thank God that we did not have social media at that time, and I thank God even more that I had a praying mother who knew the Lord, who never ceased to intercede for her son.
Somewhere in the back of my heart, I had the seeds planted by my mother, that were even then, taking root. She had introduced me to Jesus, and lived out her faith before me.
Brothers and sisters, I tell you the truth. It is going to get a lot worse. I watched a video of a man in Los Angeles sitting in his car after an accident, and finding himself surrounded by looters who went through his vehicle as if he wasn’t even there. He tried to drive off, but collided with another vehicle. He was then summarily dragged from his vehicle, beaten and robbed.
We are in the times that will test our faith. It is now that we must be our most deliberate in going and telling of Jesus. You might be one who is reflecting on all of this and thinking: “it is too late.” you might have a desire to hunker down and wait for the rapture. Now, my people, is the time to work.
If you are a mother or a father and you have kids, you have much to do. Begin today making sure that you take your kids to heaven with you. As my late Sunday school teacher Paul Dykstra used to say, “the only thing you can take to heaven is your family.”
Begin today to teach the word of God to your kids, making sure they know Jesus and are inoculated against the thought viruses of the world.
“You shall teach them to your children, speaking of them when you sit in your house, when you walk by the way, when you lie down, and when you rise up.”
Deuteronomy 11:19 NKJV
Darker days are coming, but brighter ones are coming after that. Let us be fixed on the glory to come.
“For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us. For the earnest expectation of the creation eagerly waits for the revealing of the sons of God.”
Romans 8:18-19 NKJV
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Amen! Happy accidents are not so happy anymore. Thanks so much Bernie!
Also, thank you so much for praying for me brother. The talk on Colossians 4 went pretty well last night. So thankful to have challenges like that. So thankful for your prayers my friend!