Have we become the new Egypt?

I was reading Exodus 12 when those dates in there stood out. 2020 was a year that will go down in history as a virus plagued every continent and every household with restricted freedoms. Now, I’m not a theologian, having studied the scriptures for years. Just an ordinary guy who has been redeemed and believe this bible I hold is the truth above everything else. It is our guidepost for life. So, when reading Exodus this morning, those dates rang a bell in my consciousness.  The world has just celebrated the beginning of a new year. Here in the USA, on the 21st of this month, our presidential election will be history.

Exodus 12:1-2 “And Jehovah spake unto Moses and Aaron in the land of Egypt, saying. This month shall be unto you the beginning of months: it shall be the first month of the year to you.” This is the Passover’s story when Jehovah plagued the firstborn of everyone in Egypt, except the Israelites who had put the blood of the lamb on their doorposts. In verse 18: “In the first month, on the fourteenth day of the month, ye shall eat unleavened bread until the one and twentieth day of the month at even.”

Is there a connection, a meaning there for us, the people of American, the citizens of the world to return to the ONE God in all we stand for?  The past fifty years or so our leaders have bent over backwards toward appeasement. They have okayed the killing of the unborn. They have okayed sodomy. They have downplayed the sacred rights of marriage. They have okayed taking God out of our schools. The leaders look to Technology to run our lives, to keep us safe, and to leaving the Jehovah God out of the equation. The leaders have been conditioning us to keep our religious convictions secret, as it might offend others. Sure, many of us attend church each week, but is that it?  We have been accumulating stuff while seeking pleasure over righteousness.

Redeemed by the Blood.

“Life is senseless. There’s no meaning. It all comes to nothing anyway, so why not. Yeah!  I lost that desire to create something new, and I turned to drowning my sorrows.

And then one day at home watching a ball game while having a few beers and snacks, I looked up and saw the picture hanging on the wall. Back to the ball game and another gulp of beer, I looked at it again. I liked the beautiful oak frame, while Angelia loved the picture. She proudly hung it above the entertainment center, where we couldn’t neglect seeing it every day, as we relaxed watching a movie.

Back and forth, my eyes drifted between the picture and the game. Over and over again.  The picture slowly became my focus.

My soul was seeing it as if for the first time. It, that artistic painting for some strange reason, yet now not strange, appeared alive to me.  I saw the blood pouring out of his sides, his arms, shoulders, feet, and wrists, the blood dropping to the ground. The blood coming out of those thorns around his forehead, dripping down his cheeks and jaw, mingling with the flow from the other side, gathering on his neck and down to his chest. I saw the lifeless eyes, eyebrows sticking out, and his head hanging low to one side as he is suspended from that wooden cross.

Inside each drop of blood, I began to see videos exploding within each droplet of the wrongs I had committed throughout my life. What I had done to a girl while in the third grade, what I had called schoolmates, my secret transgressions, the lies I told, the items I pocketed without paying, and thousands more including actions I would never have considered as having crossed the line. Still, motion pictures and movies of all my wrongdoings coming alive out of each drop of blood, and then disappearing back into the drops.

I fell to my knees and sobbed. I felt ashamed. I wept. I cried out.

All those wrongs were now wiped away, and I was forgiven. I was healed. I was starting over. A new person.  I wept again, this time with joy running over.

Life had meaning again, and I have not felt sorry for myself since His light penetrated my darkness.”

Copied from the book “Log Cabin Escape.”

2020 Election.

I would like to see a survey of how Christians have voted in this election. How many voted Republican and how many voted Democrat, and why in each case?

In 1990, 85% of American adults identified themselves as Christian. That figure dropped to 70.6% in 2004. What’s the % now here in 2020?  Where will it be in ten or twenty years?

“American Christianity is undergoing a “post-Christian Reformation”— and rather than providing leadership and faithfulness in an age of moral decline, members of the majority of the nation’s major Christian groups are rapidly leaving biblical foundations behind and exchanging traditional theological beliefs for the culture’s secular values.” So says this article at:  https://www.arizonachristian.edu/blog/2020/10/06/us-christians-embrace-secularism-in-post-christian-america/

“The  American Worldview Inventory 2020 concluded that “belief in absolute moral truth rooted in God’s word is rapidly eroding among all American adults, whether churched or unchurched, within every political segment, and within every age group. Only 43% of those surveyed who identify as born-again Christians still embrace absolute truth.”  https://www1.cbn.com/cbnnews/us/2020/june/new-survey-shows-most-americans-and-many-who-identify-as-christians-no-longer-believe-in-absolute-truth

Add to this decline the effects of Covid-19 instituting social distancing on our churches, so people willingly stayed home. Some churches closed, and the rest suffered from the lower attendance. Yes, it seems we have willingly fallen away from The Biblical Truth succumbing to relative truth. “If it feels good … “