When I shut up the heavens so that there is no rain, or command the locust to devour the land, or send pestilence among my people, if my people who are called by my name humble themselves, and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and heal their land.
Because you are not on your knees. Your “Meat Space” buddies are not on their knees. Your “Tribe” is not on their knees. Your neighbors are not on their knees. Your community is not on their knees. You haven’t humbled yourself before God. You don’t seek His face. And certainly, you haven’t turned from your wicked ways.
The ungodly left, and the ungodly right, squaring up against each other! The alt-left, and the alt-right, squaring up against each other!
Maybe you think God cares?
And the left may say, “Over here God! Look at us! In your Name!”
And the right may say, “Over here God! Look at us! In your Name!”
And God says, “Who are you? You proclaim to know me? To know my Name? To be on familiar terms? To be my friend?”
Or the left, and right, the alt-left, and the alt-right may say, “We are descendants of Monkeys! And we demand the freedom and chaos of our ancestors!”
But to what shall I compare this generation? It is like children sitting in the marketplaces and calling to their playmates,
We played the flute for you, and you did not dance; we sang a dirge, and you did not mourn.
The godless AntiFa, and the godless anti-AntiFa squaring up to each other. What a sight to behold. The godless chaos. Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
We want our will!
No! We want our will!
And in unison… Stay out of it God! We want our definition of freedom and liberty! On our terms! And we are going to do it without you!
And God says… Ah. You want chaos. Not only are you living in chaos, but you’re going to get more chaos than you can handle. All according to your will. You want your “freedom”, and you want your “liberty”, without any of my conditions? Have at it. The godless against the godless. You’re going to destroy each other, which by definition, you are going to destroy mankind, which is your “fathers” goal.
Then, you’ll get on your knees.
And then, I AM going to have to intervene, just to let some flesh survive your will, and the will of your father.
Then judgement. And you ain’t seen nothing yet.
Yeah. I know. You have M4’s and ammo. And… not a prayer.
In other news…
Behold your… Elohim.
The flute and song of a different tune.
Patron Saint of the… Alt-Godless.