Matthew 21 contains the parable of the vineyard. The land owner rents out his vineyard to workers. Then sends his representative to get his portion of the fruit. But the servants abuse, beat, kill, and stone his servants. So he sends His Son, and they kill the Son.
It’s a parable about the nation of Israel not producing the fruit The Lord desires. So he gives the vineyard, the job of producing fruit and giving God His portion. So God gives the vineyard to the Gentiles, who bring souls to Christ.
Well, we are not bearing the fruit like we should. So, God may take our fruitfulness, our prosperity, our land, and give it to others who will serve Him, honor Him, obey Him.
So, I am praying for the remnant in America, that we will be the church. I am praying for my generation (starting with me), that we will leave our trinkets, our comforts, our indulgences, and stand in the gap. And I am praying desperately for our next generation, that they will, perhaps miraculously, come to know God through the Lord Jesus Christ.
I don’t have a lot of reach, access, influence. But my prayers can go through the walls, the doors, the hallways, past guards, past the gates of Hell, and wage war against the Powers of Darkness that are invading our land, sitting behind those in power. We don’t have a problem with our government or its leaders (and we must pray God’s grace and protection and help for them), we have a problem with the Prince of the Power of the Air, who works in the sons of disobedience.
And the only way we lose, is if we refuse to fight. Oh, God, that you would rend our hearts, that You would come into Your church, and we would fall on our faces and cry, ”Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord God Almighty, who was and is and is to come!”
I dreamed last night that Mario cannibalized the Princess, and went to live in her mansion. What an awful dream. I thought it funny when I woke up, but realized how awful it truly was. And today, I was so obsessed with tabletops and my wish list.. that it consumed me. When I understood the dream later.. well, I pray God has mercy on me, and that I keep the proper perspective.
I can be a compulsive gamer, and that’s not just videogames. I must be vigilant. There are much more imporant aspects of my life than my hobbies. And I can’t let something of lesser worth consume something of greater worth and live in me.
He chewed on her, and then she just vanished. So awful. Lord have mercy on me, and on my generation. Let us not be dogs, but sheep who are loyal and stay close to our Shepherd. Amen.