Small rant here…
I use to wonder how people could believe dictators and false religions when there is so much information out there if you want to find it. But I realized a few things along my journey.
People who are in a wrong place choose to be there. That is their design and it is what pleases them.
People who are in a wrong place do not know they are in a wrong place. If you grow up in a society that thinks getting your way at all costs is normal, then they go somewhere where that is a foreign concept, then they naturally don’t fit in.
People who are in a wrong place don’t know God. If they did, they would be in a good place and know that the wrong place was a bad place.
People who are in a wrong place could be just that easily led astray. Not to say they are dumb, they are following the wrong people.
Growing up, my generation generally had good role models to look up to. Either in the family or out. Now days those good role models seem to be few and far between. There are no more Washington’s running for president. There are no more crusaders working toward the good of all mankind. It has become a dog eat dog world and there seems to be no end in sight. I’m not a doomsday-er by any means of the word. I just know the end won’t be pretty.
Please feel free to share your thoughts.
I don’t usually feel my body dying one day at a time as I get older. But getting another diagnosis has hit me harder than I imagined it would. I have been a Christ Follower for several years so I am very aware of my earthly mortality and my heavenly immortality. So why do I feel different now?
Like most families, there is a full gambit of diseases in ours. You name it and someone has had it. Most of the bad ones won out in the end but a few have been beaten. My mom is a breast cancer survivor and she is a tremendous blessing to everyone in her life. I was diagnosed with arthritis and fibromyalgia several years ago and I thought, for some wishful reason, that would be it. Well, I should have known it wouldn’t be.
I had attributed so many things to the above two ailments only to find out I have another one. I felt different with this diagnosis than with the others. I’m not really sure why. As I write this, I still don’t know why. But it could be that this one is degenerative. Although it probably isn’t the last diagnosis I will receive, it is the first one that has long lasting harmful effects.
I knew there were many types of arthritis. But I didn’t know anything about osteoarthritis. Unfortunately, I do now. And it isn’t pretty but it isn’t the worst either. Yes I know I am in God’s hands and yes He helps me everyday, one way or the other. But this reality has changed me somehow. I’m still pondering what that is and I’ve been praying for it to be shown to me. I know God doesn’t work in a microwave so I will continue to try to read myself and listen to Him.
Father, thank You for loving me and helping me everyday. Please show me the changes I am experiencing in a way that will glorify You.
Stay safe and God bless.