Oscar Wilde once said, "Conversation about the weather is the last refuge of the unimaginative."
He's right, but he was notoriously SCANDALOUS and me...not so much. So, I'm gonna indulge my uncultured-ness and save my imagination for other tings. (Yeah, you read that right.)
Smoke from the swamp fires.
Earthquakes.
Incoming hurricane.
Folks are flippin' out in the 757 over Irene, amongst other things. The pandemonium is understandable; folks saw Isabel and folks saw Floyd. Both of them were just bulls in a china store. Straight up thugged everybody and wrecked everything. Isabel stole our power. Floyd stole our water. Both of them are gone, yet they linger in our memories.
VA just seems to be plagued with natural disasters and people are losing their cool. Claiming it's the sign of the times. I understand the basis for this, but for real though...another deluge? He done did that with Noah and his crew. Does the rainbow not mean anything to these folks? (Genesis 9.)
Forgive the cynicism. I know, you gotta be prepared for the worst. Not saying you shouldn't prepare, just not clean out a WHOLE section of the store or be obsessively checking the Weather Channel.
You heard the report, calm it down, prepare accordingly, and get out of Dodge. If you're staying in Dodge, well just have your arsenal ready cuz it's not gonna be easy. Lastly, it should be firstly, let's not forget to seek His wisdom out.
Yes, we should be wary of the birth pangs as mentioned in Matthew 24, BUT we also need to keep in mind the other stuff Christ mentioned in the same discourse too. Keep reading His word and keep an eye out. He'll see us through it. Just gotta trust and obey.
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