Morning Thanks

Garrison Keillor once said we'd all be better off if we all started the day by giving thanks for just one thing. I'll try.

Monday, March 09, 2009

Doomsday for America


Like Ezekiel, I guess, the man saw a vision and now has to tell others. What he saw ain't pretty--cities in flames, all manner of looting and licentiousness, a Mad Max world of mayhem that utterly horrified him, kept him sleepless, a world so rich in grotesque detail that he just had to tell others. So he blogged. "An earth-shattering calamity is about to happen," he wrote. "It is going to be so frightening, we are all going to tremble – even the godliest among us."

The prophet is no garden-variety madman. This is David Wilkerson, author of The Cross and Switchblade, a former highly successful youth minister in New York City. He's not just some Repent!-the-end-of-the-world-is-at-hand nut case naked beneath a sandwich board. Just look at his perfect hair.

That's why his apocalyptic vision made Matt Drudge take note this morning, and hence this blog's attention. Already the doom is echoing around the world millions of times.

And he may be right.

"It will engulf the whole megaplex, including areas of New Jersey and Connecticut. Major cities all across America will experience riots and blazing fires – such as we saw in Watts, Los Angeles, years ago," he explains. "There will be riots and fires in cities worldwide. There will be looting – including Times Square, New York City. What we are experiencing now is not a recession, not even a depression. We are under God’s wrath. In Psalm 11 it is written, "If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?"

He may be right. Thank goodness I live in Sioux County, Iowa, where, good moral thinking has it that the foundations have not yet been destroyed. But then, if he'd tune in to Google Earth, maybe he'd see fires way out here too--I don't know.

He may be right.

But if he's wrong, a year or two from now, will Drudge remember? will anyone?

Maybe I'm just jealous because I don't hear from the Lord in streaming video.

He may be right.

Don't touch that dial.
That having been said, this morning--cool and overcast, a mossy fog uncharacteristic of the region hanging in the branches of the lindens--this morning for the very first time since last fall, a chorus of robins piped through the trees. They're back. Couldn't see a one of them, but I heard, in the semi-darkness, yet another prophetic voice, a voice I truly believe.

1 comment:

RickNiekLikeBikes said...

Lord willing, I'll complete my vacation to Alaska first. The money's already spent after-all.