Translating a World on the Edge

No doubt we are living in stressful times. Depressing times when we wonder upon whom we can depend. Our government leaders are inadequate and weak, and draining or destroying our resources due to ineptitude or greed or revenge or pride–it’s hard to say which. Maybe all of them. We no longer have borders, anyone can come in with their drugs, violence and sex-trafficking rings. America has been reduced to a flimsy shadow on an anthill rather than a beacon on the world. It seems as if we can trust no one except those very close to us. Lies are all around us. Truth has been buried. And it depresses us to the point that our happiness and well-being seem out of reach for now.

Where is the “land of the free and the home of the brave?” Where is our freedom of speech –only one segment of the population has that. The rest of us are to shut-up and take it, just fall into some addiction and swallow the medicine of lies and plain old stupidity.

EXCEPT all at once, by the grace of God who never leaves us alone, we see there is HOPE. All at once, we discover that not everyone is falling for the hypocrisy of our present leaders. All at once, we notice that their well-tailored clothes are coming apart at the seams so much so that their withered bones and deceitful hearts are beginning to show, letting off the rotten smell of swindlers who will soon get their just due. So we lift our spirits and pray for the grace to put a smile on our face at the thought of a much higher power, remembering who is carrying us through this wickedness, and that Truth will be revealed, and the lies will soon be uncovered.

Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave it to the wrath of God, for it is written, “Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord. Romans 12:19