Love Waxeth Cold
I generally read the news every night. Each time I find it harder and harder to look away, harder and harder to feel happy...harder and harder not to imagine the grief that our Heavenly Father must feel.
There are two things that I can do. Either I turn away and swallow my pain, like a bitter pill until at last it deadens all feeling....or I feel each tear as it sears my cheeks.
I must be as Jesus...and therefore I feel.
Matthew 24
4And Jesus answered and said unto them, Take heed that no man deceive you.
5For many shall come in my name, saying, I am Christ; and shall deceive many.
6And ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars: see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet.
7For nation shall rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom: and there shall be famines, and pestilences, and earthquakes, in divers places.
8All these are the beginning of sorrows.
9Then shall they deliver you up to be afflicted, and shall kill you: and ye shall be hated of all nations for my name's sake.
10And then shall many be offended, and shall betray one another, and shall hate one another.
11And many false prophets shall rise, and shall deceive many.
12And because iniquity shall abound, the love of many shall wax cold.
13But he that shall endure unto the end, the same shall be saved.
I suppose that's Jesus had to take time for himself. To shut His eyes and focus on something beautiful. This is why we have our secret prayer rooms. This is why He calls us to fellowship with Him. We need to look upon something beautiful.
13But he that shall endure unto the end, the same shall be saved