Heh, where did you get a picture of me?! OK, not. TR It is truly breathtaking to watch this group of deluded, self-righteous people who have absolutely lost their God-given ability to discern between good from evil. You can't persuade them with truth. They have no interest in it. They will keep trying to remove or assassinate President Trump. It is only by God's mighty hand that he is still our President. This is a foretaste on a small, yet nonetheless remarkable scale, of what the delusion will look like during Daniel's 70th week once the Restrainer is removed. Do you ever feel like if you could, you would press the stop button on the planet just long enough to step off. If God wants to keep going in His inexplicable grace and mercy another year or two or ten before He comes to rescue His Bride, my opinion obviously will not sway Him. If that is the case, I just want to go home now myself. I am not despondent or suicidal. I am just weary of the pain, sorrow and heartache of living in this broken, fallen world. I want to be with our God, where we are cared for and secure to be everything He intends for us to be with absolutely no fear, without having to deal with people who hate God and hate Truth. As an old song by the contemporary Christian group called 4Him says, I want to "run with the angels on streets made of gold, to listen to stories of saints new and old, to worship our Maker, that's where I'll be, when you finally find me...I wish you were here." I wish I was there, too. Maranatha or let me come home, Abba. Yep, the world today is truly a vexing place for the believer. I often find myself singing this old song ... This world is not my home I'm just a passing through - Fair Use - Well, Geri7, here are the lyrics to the song it makes me think of. Not an old hymn, by any stretch. Building 429. (As in Ephesians 4:29, as in building each other up.) "Where I Belong" Sometimes it feels like I'm watching from the outside All I know is I'm not home yet So when the walls come falling down on me All I know is I'm not home yet When the earth shakes All I know is… Amen to that! The things of Earth are surely growing strangely dim! Again, I don't know what time it is, but it's later than it's ever been! TR
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
Oh Lord you know I have no friend like you
If heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
Sometimes it feels like I'm breathing, but am I alive?
I will keep searching for answers that aren't here to find
This is not where I belong
Take this world and give me Jesus
This is not where I belong
And when I'm lost in the current of a raging sea
I have this blessed assurance holding me
This is not where I belong
Take this world and give me Jesus
This is not where I belong
I wanna be found in you
When the lights fade
I wanna be found in you
