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Saturday, March 5, 2022

Horror

          Today television brings the horror of this sinful world right into our living rooms.  We helplessly view while others suffer.  We see real situations that we could never predict.
          It was just yesterday that we watched while people tried to get out of Afghanistan as America left many of them behind.  I will never forget scenes of people trying to hang on to airplanes as they were taking off or of parents handing off their babies to those who were leaving.  How scary it must have been for those left behind.
          Now this week we are horrified by the images and news of those in Ukraine as their homeland is being invaded and destroyed by the Russian army.  More pain and sorrow than we can even imagine.  What would we ever do if we were in their place?
          Many folks are hiding in their basements or bomb shelters or in subway tunnels as the invaders destroy their neighborhoods with bombs and missiles.  They are running out of food and water.  They have no hope.
          It hurts to watch pictures of pregnant women or even worse, hospital nurseries which have been forced to relocate to the subway tunnels for protection. Will they survive? If they survive, what hope do these babies have?
          Then there are the scenes of huge lines of cars and trucks and overloaded trains as millions try to escape their homeland.  And then there are the tearful scenes of fathers saying good bye to their wives and children as they are separated at the border.  The men are prohibited from leaving and must stay to fight the invading Russians.  How heartbreaking!
          And yet one must admire the way the Ukranians are trying to defend their country, making bombs and blocking the roads.  They are willing to sacrifice their lives to try and defend their homeland.  But what chance do they really have against the massive Russian force?
          And who will help them?  Unfortunately not sanctions as severe as they may appear to be.  The world is being deceived while Puten laughs.
          I believe that we are watching a real Satanic battle.  Puten must be controlled by Satan to lead this evil battle.  He reminds me of Hitler and his evil attacks.  I wonder what is was like here in this country as Hitler captured one country after another. Of course folks didn't have television then to bring that evil display into their living rooms, they just had radio and movie news clips.  And the world waited almost too long then to stop Hitler.  Could the same thing happen again?
          So we will just have to watch and see what happens.  How many will die?  Will the invasion spread to other countries?  Will oil costs and disruptions affect the world?  Will our finances suffer?  Will the world be looking for a new leader?  I can't help but wonder how all of this plays into the end times.  
          What would be the best solution?  That's easy, the rapture.  Hopefully it may be sooner than we think.

(1)   This world is not my home, I'm just passing through.
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue.
The angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
O Lord you know I have no friend like you
If Heaven's not my home, then Lord what will I do?
The angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

(2)   They're all expecting me and that's one thing I know.
My Savior pardoned me and now I onward go.
I know He'll take me through, though I am weak and poor.
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
O Lord you know I have no friend like you
If Heaven's not my home, then Lord what will I do?
The angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

(3)   I have a loving Savior up in glory-land,
I don't expect to stop until I with Him stand,
He's waiting now for me in heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
O Lord you know I have no friend like you
If Heaven's not my home, then Lord what will I do?
The angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

(4)   Just up in Glory Land we'll live eternally.
The Saints on every hand are shouting victory.
Their song of sweetest praise drifts back from Heaven's shore
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
O Lord you know I have no friend like you
If Heaven's not my home, then Lord what will I do?
The angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.


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