Monday, October 2, 2017

After the Las Vegas Massacre. See Psalm 46

I just wonder how many tragedies, hurricanes, tsunami's, terrorism, wars and rumors of wars, mass murders, the rebellions happening in so many unsettled minds, the drugs, the assaults, the erosion of our moral sensibilities, the spell of ennui which seems to be our default setting when mountains, oceans, fields, all those things that should wake us to wonder under such a wide variety of skies---have to occur before we think that the possible underlying reason might just be the abandonment of God, the only real root from which goodness grows. When we have asphaulted our hearts against Him we shouldn't be surprised at the growing rarity of goodness and the eruption of evil, of flowered fields giving way to bare concrete crusted lots with only noxious weeds sprouting out of the cracks. I hope we, perhaps today, perhaps tomorrow, perhaps the next day will come to know Who to turn to as our only refuge in a time of trouble.

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