No one knows


I used to fish along the Kootnai river in Montana.  I would scale down cliffs just to get where no one else goes.  I loved the isolation when I fished like that.  The boats would appear and disappear because I had taken their spot.

One fine beautiful day I found myself on my back with my head against a rock. I had slipped on wet grass and fallen. As I lay there staring up at the beautiful sky something occurred to me. No one would have known had I been killed by the fall.  The rocks would not care if I had died on them, and the river would not notice my death. I was not in the habit of telling people where I was going, so it may have taken days for someone to find my corpse. That is if the river did not rise and carry my body away.

I have heard many men boast that they will have a party in hell because that’s where all their friends are.  But the gospel holds bad news for you who say such things. The gospel simply says, “You will look for them but they will not be found”.

You think you will appear in Hell where you are welcome.  The fact is sir you will die and no one will notice.  None of those living with the Lord will morn you. You will be utterly taken away even your name will be remembered no longer.

Intelligence


Oh, you are smart you are wise.  You turn rocks into this pod I hold in my hand.  With it I write these things and give you praise for what you have.

You spend vast amounts of money and time to learn the things you know now to do. You turn things that were not into things that are, much like a god isn’t it.  And while I give thanks that I can communicate like this in this little pod, I have a word for you, oh man of this world.

You did not make the dirt.  You did not make space, time, substance, electricity, air, radiation, language, or the flesh you use to gain from the works of your hand.  This is true.  You have recieved these things.  And so have I. 

To what end have I taken the time to recount these things?  I have raised this issue to draw a comparison between your god and The Living God.

Your god has become the work of your hands but the living God gave you your hands. You worship one another’s bodies and all the things that you can say and do among yourselves but you give no glory to the one who gave you this ability. You are like those who built the Tower of babble.  You are like the leader of America, who said in his campaign in 2008, “Science will save us”.

Where, in your paraphernalia of technology, is the worship of the Most High God?  Where is the humility that comes from understanding, with God’s wisdom, that you are created you are not the Creator?  Where is the time that used to be Sunday?  The time set apart for worship of the God who made us?

There is so much more to consider about this.  But answer even this much and then we have something to speak of.  You will say as you have said to me before, “There is no God therefore what we do is righteous”.  Don’t you think it curious that you should kill God just so you can have what you already have?  How convient for you that you can say words, and just like that, God is dead.  Wow!

I will leave this matter for a while and see what comes of it. May God bless you in your quest for what is true.

By His Grace.