Daybreak! The sun’s golden rays beam over the eastern horizon.
Rising to a new day a thought also beamed through my mind: Charles, why not take a ride ‘round ‘bout those old familiar places; you have not done so in a while; see what they’re like now; how have they changed, if they have.
Shortly beyond mid-morning I did just that. I entered my car and headed out. Having lived in that city for several years (ah, maybe to long?), I knew my “where abouts” (just about every nook and cranny), where I was going, cruising those familiar streets. I anticipated a walk through a couple of familiar shopping malls, yet I hadn’t been to in a while.
With the Passing of Time
Wow, was I impressed, or maybe depressed. It wasn’t as I had remembered. The malls, once heavily populated with shoppers (of course it was early in the day and early in the week). Nevertheless those malls now were nearly half empty of stores; streets and sidewalks, too, as I’d noticed in driving about were in need of repair; fixtures along the highways weathered. (Understandably so, I guess, considering with the passing of time.)
It being winter was not much help as well in impressing me with the “good things” of life —of what has been. Or, was it helpful after all in impressing me with the better things of God—what He had in store for me that day.
In a word, to describe it all I think just might be: deterioration. Changes in process everywhere, not just in my city but all around the world, I’m sure. Stores move from one location to another, for more business—a moving out of a lessened population, to where the crowds are.
Observing that day of what has been, the words of Jesus ran through my mind, “Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will not pass away."
Hence, in this time, I’m aware that nothing lasts forever, except people and the Word of God—the Good News proclaimed to the world that all may be rescued from the traps of this physical domain, the lures and deceptive snares of the evil one.
A Better Day Coming
Deterioration! But unlike what is to come in the last days, according to God’s Word. But I can take heart, Jesus is “making all things new,” no more deterioration , and better than “improvement"; a whole new world.
But that day is yet to come—oh glorious day, come. Yet, in this time I can only imagine, as it is written, “What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him."
Until then, perhaps many more trials and testings, still further deterioration.
And so, journeying on in this time I must “be careful not to indulge in feasting, drinking, or worrying about worldly things, that that day come upon me suddenly, like a trap on all people on earth.
In this physical time, in my continued roaming about, wading through the murky, stagnant sea of this corrupt, dark, deteriorating world, I realize the greater more purposeful ambition—rescuing people from the eternal deterioration that is to come, that they live life anew in God’s Kingdom of everlasting light, peace, and harmony.
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