By: Jana Greene
What a time to be alive.
From Wikileaks to any-source-is-a-news-source, literally everyone can be an expert about any subject.
Distrust the media.
Distrust the ‘sources.’
Distrust the talking heads and their agenda-laden propaganda.
And trust God.
That’s right. Trust the invisible being whose name is Love, who manifests not in sound bites and slick campaign ads, but whose modus operandi is love and only love.
In a world where truth has to be mined from mass bullshit, trust only the One whose golden truth is not merely surface truth, but deep, permanent, abiding truth – tested through the ages.
“What a time to be alive,” we almost complain, inconvenienced by the glut of corruption and half-truths and non-truths that we are expected to wade through to convince the world we are people of faith.
But “What a time to be alive!” say I.
Never had here been a time in which we reject the nastiness of politics-as-usual and to tell people what our God is really made of. Is He a man, that He should operate on the scum-sucking base-lines of the talking heads? Or a King whose victory had already been declared in the Heavenlies and manifest though us in the most glorious of trickle down economics – a grace so rich that no man should ever run a deficit?
What a time to be alive!
What an opportunity to take imperfect, humanistic agendas and turn them into truth tales of hope, because ALL WAS LOST, but just before it seemed too late, WE the People elected to trust God instead of the mere body politic.
If – in the tale of The Ugliest Election Ever – We the People stopped worshipping of the low-blow, bickering, blaming, smear campaign believing, two-party system Golden Calf, and lean into God instead of man.
Never had there been such a time as this, it’s true.
God, open our eyes. You are our only hope. Let we – your representation here on earth – not spend these hours running around like Chicken Little, shrieking in every Facebook post “The Sky is falling! the sky is falling!” But instead be a force of calm, reassured that no matter who sits in the highest platform on earth is still only earthly, and You are still, forever on The Throne.
I’m not saying it’s easy to stump for God. My Inner Chicken Little is very loud and persuasive. Maybe the sky needs to fall for a little while. Maybe Abba can use the falling sky to awaken His people to spread the Good News that all the pundits leave out of here doomsday news reports.
There has never been such an opportunity as this to tell the world that there is an antidote to lies, corruption, politics-as-usual.
I’m not sure what the world would know what to do with that – calm assuredness that Love Wins, but I’m ready to see what it would look like.
We are called to run on a platform of truth, confident and steadfast….to (coin a phrase) ‘act like we KNOW something. Because we DO.
Distrust the media.
Distrust the ‘sources.’
Distrust the talking heads and their agenda-laden propaganda.
And trust God.
what a time to be alive!
Musings of a Gypsy Soul 