January 6, 2021 our nation, the world, witness a tragic -- extremely sad -- manifestation of the real Donald Trump.
Yesterday day, January 6th in the church year, was a day when we celebrate the manifestation of the light -- Jesus -- that came into our world to battle the forces of evil.
This morning I am struggling with the dichotomy of the truth of light and darkness.
So God and I are having a serious prayer conversation. I'm telling God about the horror I felt, as I watched on TV last evening.
Confessing my feeling about our supposed "President": I confessed, "I can’t forgive this trader, and his mob friends, who claim to have the good of the nation at heart. I know I am supposes to forgive seven times seventy. So forgive me for my inability to forgive."
That man should first be silenced of all electronic devices, then shackled and put in prison. He is a trader to this nation he claims to love and care for.
As I sit here not knowing where to go with my thoughts or feelings a shocking truth comes: "I know you don’t force people to follow you or believe in you."
It is true God/Jesus don’t force.
It is just the truth!
Clearly what happened in Washington D.C. yesterday was not the will of God.
I don’t often presume judgement on others. However I can’t help but believe that we witnessed the work of Satan moving that mindless mob in the name of a man who claims to be President of the United States.
So I will bolding say: we watched evil working on the soil of America.
I sat for sometime trying to find hope in all of what I am feeling. Psalm 27 came to mind:
1 The Lord is my light and my salvation;
whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life;
of whom shall I be afraid?
2 When evildoers assail me
to devour my flesh—
my adversaries and foes—
they shall stumble and fall.
3 Though an army encamp against me,
my heart shall not fear;
though war rise up against me,
yet I will be confident.
4 One thing I asked of the Lord,
that will I seek after:
to live in the house of the Lord
all the days of my life,
to behold the beauty of the Lord,
and to inquire in his temple.
5 For he will hide me in his shelter
in the day of trouble;
he will conceal me under the cover of his tent;
he will set me high on a rock.
6 Now my head is lifted up
above my enemies all around me,
and I will offer in his tent
sacrifices with shouts of joy;
I will sing and make melody to the Lord.
7 Hear, O Lord, when I cry aloud,
be gracious to me and answer me!
8 ‘Come,’ my heart says, ‘seek his face!’
Your face, Lord, do I seek.
9 Do not hide your face from me.
Do not turn your servant away in anger,
you who have been my help.
Do not cast me off, do not forsake me,
O God of my salvation!
10 If my father and mother forsake me,
the Lord will take me up.
11 Teach me your way, O Lord,
and lead me on a level path
because of my enemies.
12 Do not give me up to the will of my adversaries,
for false witnesses have risen against me,
and they are breathing out violence.
13 I believe that I shall see the goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living.
14 Wait for the Lord;
be strong, and let your heart take courage;
wait for the Lord!
What in my long life I have come to believe, with all my entire being, keeps me balanced is: the Light overcomes the darkness.
That God is, and will, be the strength that guides this nation past the Herod’s of this land.
Herod’s who even kill tiny little boy for fear of losing their power.