Being born to this world seems like eternity. It gives you a false sense of immortality, remember when you were young. Now that you’ve grown older, life is indeed short and fragile. You might even think that death will never happen to you. None of us dare to talk about it. It doesn’t matter what race or class are you. It is taboo. And yet it is everybody’s destination. There’s planing for all kind of things. From careers, birthdays to anniversaries but no one plans for death.
Our world today is no better at all. Wickedness abounds. The norm now is what wrong is right and what right is wrong. To make it worse the masses are embracing it. And people wonder why everything is changing from worse to worse.
Once in a while or maybe oftentimes you ask yourself this question, “Where is God? Does he even care.” You know like the way He did in the Old Testament. Parting the red sea, making the sun not setting. Sending fire from up above. All this wars going on. Perversion is at all time high, at every level of society. Liberty is diminishing. Tyranny is flourishing. Being righteous means persecution and curse. The wicked is ever been bolder. They’re getting rewarded and they’re ruling. As for myself I ask the same thing too, “Where is God?” I admit that they’re times that I feel He doesn’t exist.
I could give you the history of wickedness this world has endured. From the ancient times to our modern world. We say this is the 21st century. We have peace and live in harmony. Do we really? Have you check the news lately? How many people are dying due to greed and power. If you think about it nothing has change. Nothing is new under the sun. It’s a different name but it’s still the same beast.
It is frustrating that there seem to be no justice. So frustrating that you’ve done doing good and standing for what is right. You keep hearing that voice in your head, “Just give up, you’ve lost.” After all why would you care if they don’t care at all.
I’ve seen and read about men who thought that they could reign forever. Thinking they always be in their prime – young, youthful, and vigorous. Then suddenly that day have come. Barely can walk, confined to a bed. Reminiscing all the days of being in power. But now all those are gone. Reality finally sets in that everything has an end. Death is at the door and it is waiting all along. Is there time for redemption? Or remorse? Or to even repent? Grave will swallow it all and everyone will be judge right in front of God’s throne.