In the last few days I have mentioned to some people that my friend just died. Normally that kind of statement elicits some kind of reply like “I’m so sorry for your loss.” Not in the days we are living. The first question is “was it Covid” And the second question is “was he vaccinated.” And when they hear he was not vaccinated you get something like “uh huh.” No sorry for your loss, no sympathy at all, just smug validation of their own particular bias. Imagine someone told me that their friend died and instead of saying how sorry I was I ask a series of questions. And depending on how they answer those questions will determine my response. Was he fat? Was he a smoker? Did he drink? According to this new standard, if they answer yes to any of these questions my reply will be “uh huh.” Well he should not have been so fat. That’s what you get if your a drinker. Smokers deserve to die. Horrifying, right?

Now the people that I mentioned it to happened to be of a certain political persuasion. My friends and my Christian brothers and sisters reacted in what we would consider to be normal. They sympathized. Not these folks. Their souls have been eaten away by politics and ideology. Ironically it would be they who would would have formally talked about having to have compassion. And they would accuse others of having no compassion. They would talk about virtuous things and charity and the need for more charity. Except of course for unborn children. And in the end, those who have such disdain for the unborn easily switch to having disdain for the lives of those whom they disagree with politically. I used to wonder how so much of German society was given over to murderous madness. How could there be so little sympathy for their fellow human beings? I am seeing the seeds of that human catastrophe beginning to break through.

Consider what the Doctor in my friends case said to his wife, a dying man mind you, on the phone. He told her that her husband was going to die and he deserved to die. And, he said, he probably infected others before he came in here. Lest she have any hope, he told her that a 35 year old man came in at the same time as her husband and he was already dead. In defense of her husband, the wife said he had merely exercised his constitutional rights in not getting vaccinated. To this the doctor told her that they had no rights. He told her that if she had TB, he would have her held down and he would inject into her whatever he damn well pleased(his words) and only then would he let her up. The wife was totally frantic at the notion that this monster was in charge of her husbands health. All of this because she dared to suggest a drug called Ivermectin for her dying husband. He told her she was a conspiracy theorist. The hospital removed him from the case the following morning.

I want to suggest to you dear reader that there is a level of animosity in America that is reaching critical mass in regard to the soul. There is something in the atmosphere and people are breathing it in. It is much more toxic and lethal than any virus. It is eating away at the soul of the ones who are willingly breathing it in. We are raising a generation of sociopaths. The dye is cast and the grapes of wrath are being trampled even as we speak. This is an ancient vine. The bitterest of all the fruits. And in the end there will only be two vines. Upon one hangs the grapes of wrath, upon the other the saints. One is fed and nurtured by Satan, and the other is the Lords. The generation that is coming forward is the generation into which we shall be given over to, for a time. And such a time as there has never been before. If those days which are coming are not shortened then every saint upon the earth will be killed by the legions that are growing in our midst.

And yet, despite all of that, we are called to love our enemies and do good to those who spitefully use us and abuse us. Our boldness should not be in defending our rights,. but in demonstrating and manifesting Jesus on the earth. The Hebrew children never complained about the fact that the king was having them burned, they are recorded as testifying to the fact that God would keep them and even if they died in the fire they would never bow down to the gods of this world. This is our boldness brothers and sisters, having the courage to stand up and declaring that we will never bow down to the gods of this world. Deliverance by our own hands from our enemies is not what we are called to.

Praising God in the midst of it all is. Making declarations. Standing upon the truth. Loving when we are hated. rendering not evil for evil. This is our journey. Do not be tempted off the narrow path. Fighting for your rights is an exit ramp. Politics is an exit ramp. And when you exit the narrow path you run straight into darkness, the very darkness that has robbed so many today of simple natural affection. Stay the course brothers and sisters. Recognize the signs of the times and the season in which we live, not to fight back as the world fights. Rather to trim our lamps and call upon the reserves of oil in our vessels that we may keep the light burning for a lost humanity to see and perhaps be drawn to.