I don’t know how we got to this stage in our development
it is like we are going back in time to a neanderthal mentality only in our spiritual lives
the planet as far as advancement in technology is going full speed and soemtimes blazingly fast
but our progress spiritually is going backwards
I dont know how the homosexual world got its grip on so many societies in america and Europe.
But they are definitely pursuing an agenda
and I dont know where it will lead
it is true that Europe is too secular
but i would not call it a hell hole.
in many ways the daily life and the civilized and finer aspects of society flourish and thrive there.
Like decency in dress and art and manners and
well, you dont see all the homeless suffering as they do here in america
and you certainly dont have people wanting more and more guns.
Often the same people who claim to be righteous want to have a bunch of guns
there is a lot I dont get about this world
but the L-rd is allowing it
and we have to continue to watch and pray and pray hard and just keep up our faith life.
We have to believe this is part of His plan --why I dont know
I certainly do not know
Sometimes I just call out Oh G-d how far will this have to go?
But it isn’[t my design
is this part of the end of days?
[quote=ProdglArchitect;10278200]I think we might be rapidly approaching a point wehre we just have to call Europe a lost cause; at least fora few generations…
Wait a second!
I hardly think so.
Recently on a tip to London i was walking around Kensington High Street- a very posh area
It was about 6 pm, and Iheard these bells–real loud–church bells. Only I could not tell where they were coming from. I asked people and they pointed to the Kens Church–that is how they called it.
It is Anglican.
Well i went over to this magnificent old ancient lovely church. and the bells kep clanging really loudly. the service was set for 6:30. those bells went on making loud noise for all to hear until 6:30 came.
I went in and sat right up by the altar, which. is magnificent. when people starting singing hymns, I could not follow the music. the organ as so loud and i wasn’t familiar with the music. I held the book in front of me but could not make out the melody with all the loud noise of the organ.
But finally the service moved to the time whent h Vicar came up to the pulpit to speak.
He began to recite a T. S. Eliot poem. It went on for many stanzas. It was all very dark and ominous, a very sad piece. No light at all.
There were very old people int he church plus a lot of younger ones.
I looked around.
and suddenly I stood up and heard myself say in a loud voice" I came to hear the word ofr God not T. S. Eliot"
The Vicar stopped and looked at me and people int he congregation yelled here! here! you know like they agreed with me.
But i got my coat around me and moved out of the pew. all were silent watching me
Then I stood at the end of the pew and faced the congregation and i said
“This is the House of God
and unless you treat it as His house and not eh Vicar’s house
you will find it overgrown with weeds”
then i walked out.
Cheers wer heard behind me as i walked that massive gorgeous ancient corridor out to the street. I prayed for that Vicar and hoped the congregation would help him to find his way again back to the Gospel teaching he should be feeding them. Not a lost cause–w need to speak up for what we believe