Bring Your Request
Is anybody safe anymore?
There are hate messages and arguments over the Presidential election. We fight, disregarding relationships, when we only know the candidates by whatever records are revealed through the media, and through the promises of their speeches that are written by a publicist, so they can seal their place in the Presidential seat. Yet, I read and hear things, that separate the people, who are voting them into office to serve.
Will the hate messages stop after the election? I don’t see how. Not everyone will be happy with who is in the Presidential office.
Hate grows and grows like a raging fire.
How easy is it for a person to just flip someone off or call them a foul name in traffic, then drive away with no remorse?
Words of venom easily slip from lips.
We fight among ourselves to protect those who are victims. Yet, the definition of victim has changed in many arenas.
There is the argument that it is racist if we try to protect our country by screening those who follow a certain belief system that is Anti-American. Certain followers have killed people randomly for their cause.
A belief system is not a race. It is a choice. A choice people make or are forced to make and follow.
Yet…they are victims if we make an extra step to protect our country.
We fight for the protection and lives of children. Yet, we fight for the right to end a child’s life that is in the womb, because the mother becomes the victim if she has to carry the child. I know the in’s and out’s and the arguments. The fact is the new life has no rights, and is not a victim. Though they cannot speak and are completely innocent. The baby unknowingly depends on their parents to let them live.
Yet…the baby is not the victim, the mother is the victim.
All of this is so overwhelming to me. I wonder how America is going to look for the future generations.
I pray and pray for the protection of my daughter, my nieces, and friends, from any of the horrible things I hear the terrorist do to young girls when they attack a city.
If we aren’t going to screen backgrounds. They are coming in. That is reality.
I pray for the doctors who are paid to take the lives of children each day. That somehow, someway they will stop what they are doing. How many abortion doctors are there in ratio to the number of deaths by abortion? The abortion death rate is in the millions. How many lives will each doctor be accountable for if they do not turn and ask for forgiveness? God’s eyes are everywhere. God knows there is a life in the womb. God knows that life, that innocent life is being taken. The making of a law does not erase God’s law.
I pray for the moms and dads who although they have a choice to end their child’s life, because it is legal while in the womb, will someday face the reality that they ended their son or daughter’s life. The decision of abortion may seem the convenient answer, but having counseled and been in this arena for a long time, usually the aftermath is very hard to deal with.
I pray for our new President, whoever it may be, to be able to start to turn America back into a strong country. A great country for future generations of my family and yours.
I love America. I am sad for America.
It can be very overwhelming.
Until…one morning I opened the Word of God to the book of Esther. Chapter 5. “On the third day Esther put on her royal robes and stood in the inner court of the palace, in front of the king’s hall. The king was sitting on his royal throne in the hall, facing the entrance. 2 When he saw Queen Esther standing in the court, he was pleased with her and held out to her the gold scepter that was in his hand. So Esther approached and touched the tip of the scepter. 3 Then the king asked, “What is it, Queen Esther? What is your request? Even up to half the kingdom, it will be given you.” (NIV) Verses 1-3.
When Haman set up to destroy Esther’s people, she went to the king and made her request. He ended up taking care of everything that threatened her and life was better than before.
Bring your request before the King.
Though overwhelmed I have a promise. I can bring my request before the King.
Hebrews 4:14-16 New International Version (NIV)
“14 Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has ascended into heaven, [a] Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess. 15 For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet he did not sin. 16 Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.”
“On his robe and on his thigh he has this name written: king of kings and lord of lords.”
1 Peter 5:7 (NIV)
“Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.”
2 Chronicles 7:14 New International Version (NIV)
“14 if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.”
I don’t know if God will speak and bring peace to our land.
I do know He hears, He is faithful, and He sees everything.
Hebrews 4:13 (NIV)
“13 Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of Him to whom we must give account.”
I will bring my request before Him and trust in His loving mercy and grace for our land that we call America.
Will you? Share with me in the comment section below.
Will you? Share with me in the comment section below.