Then He Girded Up His Loins

 Then the hand of the Lord was on Elijah, and he girded up his loins and outran Ahab to Jezreel - [1 Kings 18: 45-46]

When the burro is braying at me i consider the source.  It's a burro!  i get up and walk out of this cave.  It's dark in here.  i'm going to go out and stand in the light!  i will stand on the mountain before Him and be encouraged.  i'm going to forget the burro and keep my eyes on Him.  So after the hard-blowing winds and the earthquakes and the fires, there is that gentle breeze blowing.  This is God in all His mercy.

With all the dystopia going on around me i will be transformed to Utopia only by faith in my Lord.  i live long enough under the influence of immoral, unethical, and idolatrous leadership and i'm no longer outraged about anything.  Left to myself, my wicked ways only intensify.  One day God's promises and patience will stop, will run out.  There will be no chance for repentance.  Nobody knows the end to his patience.  His longsuffering is not everlasting suffering.  



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