We live in a culture that allows women to kill their own children on a whim and then balks at the execution of a brutal ax-murderer. I'm constantly amazed by humanity's ability to pervert truth and justice.

Genesis 6:5

The LORD saw how great man's wickedness on the earth had become, and that every inclination of the thoughts of his heart was only evil all the time.

Romans 1

21 For although they knew God, they neither glorified him as God nor gave thanks to him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened. ...

28 Furthermore, since they did not think it worthwhile to retain the knowledge of God, he gave them over to a depraved mind, to do what ought not to be done. 29 They have become filled with every kind of wickedness, evil, greed and depravity. They are full of envy, murder, strife, deceit and malice. They are gossips, 30 slanderers, God-haters, insolent, arrogant and boastful; they invent ways of doing evil; they disobey their parents; 31 they are senseless, faithless, heartless, ruthless. 32 Although they know God's righteous decree that those who do such things deserve death, they not only continue to do these very things but also approve of those who practice them.

Sometimes the state of the world is really depressing. We worship liberty, but only want to use it each for our own selfish ends. We exalt justice, but would we even recognize it if we saw it? If God delivered justice, who would be left standing? Not me. Not you.

Our every desire is turned inward to ourselves. Even the good we do from time to time is for our own benefit, our own satisfaction, and based our own morality. We feed the poor to soothe our souls and lift up the weak long enough to put them on television to provide ourselves the illusion of doing something.

Our whole economy is based on greed, and our prosperity is a testament to our avarice. The efficiency of the system proves the depth of our selfishness. The checks and balances of our government pit one evil against another.

The worst of it is that this is the best we can do. There's no utopia lurking around the philisophical corner, waiting to be discovered. There's no world without war, without sickness, without death. This is it. We put up a neon sign and slap on a fresh coat of paint every few years, but there's still the same rotten wood underneath.

We laugh at those who yell on the street corners, "Repent! The end is near!", but isn't it? Nearer now than yesterday. And now nearer still. How much longer will God extend his mercy? The very earth cries out for justice; how much longer will he withold it?

Even so Lord God, come quickly.



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