Just what we asked for

I pray for our leader, the one in the big, white house. He is what he is. He is just what we have asked for.

This man who is making decisions and signing all sorts of executive orders is being true to who he claimed to be from the beginning. There is no subterfuge here; he is honestly the man he claimed to be.

We are the ones that are deceived. We, the Church in America, do not live what we believe.

We don't even know what we believe.

I'm sick to tears of how we "minister" in America. I'm sick of the watered-down Gospel that only works if God is blessing you financially or you are excelling in all areas. I'm tired of a Jesus that we have created that promises life-long prosperity and happiness, without the fruits born of self-sacrifice and sorrow. God is our "entitlement program"--no wonder we voted in more Socialism.

I've had enough of rock-concert church. I want the real, the genuine move of the Holy Spirit.

I'm tired of the abandonment of the family--what used to be taken for granted is now deemed as a cult.

I'm tired of pastors and churches who deprecate children and advocate birth control to their parishoners in one breath, then claim to be pro-life in another.

I'm weary of Christians who pussy-foot around with the indoctrination children receive in the public school arena, then scratch their heads as they witness the heretical formations within the Emerging Church, which our wishy-washy stance on education created--a generation that is synthesizing the pagan mores they learned in the popular culture with the doctrines of Christianity.

I can't tell you where I've walked--I don't want to incriminate people for moments of weakness--but I can tell you that a lot of the putrification of the Body is in the leadership--I can tell you that the indoctrination of public schooling and the media is proclaimed from the pulpit from those that are unknowing as to what they are actually promoting.

And how do we treat a festering wound? Do we cover it with a band-aid and hope for the best? That is an excellent way for infection to grow, and eat away, and kill the individual. No, we lance and expose, and we bleed and we wash. Then the stinging medicine is applied. Then the healing begins.

And so we have a man in office that is painful to watch, so painful that I cannot bear it. I must look away. But is the opening of a festering wound--a wound that if not treated will continue to grow and eat away and kill the Body.

I am reminded here of a period of time just before the Great Depression. The 20's were roaring--we were a prosperous nation that was flinging away all convention. Women were loose, and those who had wealth thought it was due to their evolutionary "survival of the fittest" abilities. But as the money disappeared, the wealthy found themselves standing in the bread lines with the poor--and their eugenic super-race dreams were dashed--saving us from the fate of the Nazi culture in Germany which we had previously been flirting with. It was God's mercy that we suffered through those years.

And so the way may look bleak ahead, but I am encouraged. God has not left us--He is loving us like sons. He is mercifully removing the putrification, bleeding us and washing us so that we may receive His medicine and begin the healing--to be a Body prepared for His return.