I WEPT SORELY
As I recovered, my attention was again turned to the great throng. And I wept again as I helplessly watched millions of people passing by. marching like stubborn goats; and many, very merrily going towards that land where there is no hope, where the day never dawns and the sun never shines. I was amazed how real it was to me and how funny and far-fetched it was too many of these people. The bellows of the smoke of hell were right there on the horizon but these travelers only reasoned it away as being something else. There always seemed to be an explanation for their action although the complete opposite was the real truth. There was urgency for everything else but there was total indifference towards the woeful end that was right before them. Man in all his dignity walking like a hypnotized beast was moving towards his death. It was the death of all deaths. The death was where the dying is always dying, but never dead.
Where death is desired by the dying more than gold, but never found. "What will you do oh man at the end? When you stand stripped of all your glory and never to be clothed but only with shame and worms. What will you do when grace will never be extended to you again for all eternity? What will you do when you remember how close you were to becoming one of the glorious ones but passed up on the chance and chose vain living instead. Your pursuit was after other things and God was not important to you. Your pride and your slothfulness betrayed you.
the cares of this life and its riches deceived you." Woe. woe. woe to the inhabitants of that land for as sure as God lives and as long as He lives, there will never be hope or relief from the madness of their horror. That is the vow of the Almighty who Himself is the guarantor of His words. "Wave after wave of shocking terror will make the pitiful residents of hell know that the worst is yet to come and that their trouble is only beginning. Hell will always be only beginning. No matter how bad it gets, it is only the beginning." says the faithfulness of a holy God; 100 trillion years times 100 trillion years and to the 100 trillionth power. The lake of Fire will only be beginning". The inhabitants of it will never get used to it. Every day will feel like the first day, every day will feel like the worst day. yet the Almighty has sworn that they will never enter into His rest forever.
"Oh man. you can curse now but what will you do at the end. You can argue with God and His word now. and maybe even come out looking like a winner, but what will you do at the end.
You may laugh at the preaching of righteousness when men are called to make their hearts right with God. You call it foolish, but what will you do at the end?
You may make fun of the Word of God. the house of God, the Book of God and the people of God but what will you do at the end?
You may drink, smoke and revel all night.
You may mock those who don't go that way with you. but what will you do at the end.
You may let your passion be your lord And even let your desire be your king.
You may be driven around by your own appetite and live your life your own way but what will you do at the end?
The end is coming; the end is coming, as sure as the day follows the night and as the cutting of the flesh causes bleeding and as sure as the reaping follows the sowing, there shall be an end my friend. There will be an end.
As sure as there is a beginning, there is an end to this beginning, and there is a beginning coming that will never know an end. It will always be beginning. The chewing may be sweet to the mouth but the belly will tell a different story. The pleasures of sin, the gain and gratification from rebellion are only for a season. The end will come to every man; there is an end, and God will require back the life He gave, and He will require an account of how you lived. What will you do my friend? What will you do?
What will you do when the physician say. "it's too late we cannot help him"? What will you do when the dressers come for your shell, for the last dress-up?
What will you do when you are on display for your filing friends and family members to see for one last time?
What will you do when the box that holds your shell is sealed shut?
What will you do when the vase and the crust are covered in the dust?
Think of the end my friend. Humble yourself before the great God. your Maker and seek Him. God is God and you are man. He dwells in Heaven and you on earth. The day of His sickle is coming. The day when He separates the chaff from the wheat will be a day like no other.
If you say to yourself that these things are not true, you better be very sure. For if you are wrong and the Word of God is the Word Of God. you will lose eternally. You will be man eternal trouble. It is your decision. Make it wisely. Don't live a fool, don't die a fool. Don't let anyone make this decision for you. Though you curse their names forever, it will fix nothing. You will be on your own. No one will care and no one will comfort.
Oh man. humble yourself before your Maker and seek Him. Seek the true and living God. Seek God while He may be found. Call on Him while He is still near. Be wise and listen to Wisdom as He stands on the concourse and calls.
Oh God, have mercy on this teeming humanity.
You did not create them so you can destroy them. They are like sheep without a shepherd; confused with life, bound by ungodly and godless imaginations. They do not know their left from their right. Oh God have mercy. Have mercy oh God, have mercy. Show the same mercy and grace that you showed when you gave Jesus Christ to come and die for us on the cross. Let that mercy revisit the nations. Oh Lord bring a fresh wind of your Holy Spirit to awaken men and women to God and His will for their lives. His love for them and His plan for their redemption. Oh God. I know that many will be lost but why so many, why Lord, why so many? Oh God why such a total coldness towards you. Why? Oh God, do something about it today. Send an awakening, send a fresh wind of your Holy Spirit to blow our way, wake up the inhabitants of the earth. Oh God, Oh God have mercy, have mercy, have mercy. Oh God, Oh God have mercy, have mercy; turn the hearts of these men towards you. Oh God, forgive their iniquities and restore them to your righteousness for at death it will be forever too late. Oh God how will I pray this prayer. What else should I say to you? Oh God, I cannot do anything to get your attention to act in mercy towards them more than what your own Son has already done? Oh Lord, have mercy on these everlasting beings that you love. Your love in my heart drives me to cry out to you but I don't know what else to do. I do not love them more than you do. I cannot awaken anyone no matter how loud I shout. You can. Oh Lord, please send an awakening to your righteousness and mercy and everlasting love. Oh God have mercy, have mercy oh God.
Michael ChristisKing, The War and the Stampede (book) 6 Comments
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