I was recently riding the train and listening to the song below:
This song speaks of the only treasure we can hold on to being in Christ. Fame, youth, beauty, wealth, wisdom - all fade into dust. Knowing Christ is the only hope for our souls.
Listening to this on the train, each car stuffed with probably 70 people (of which all 70 looked like they wanted nothing more than to be off of that train and alone in their bed) I looked around and felt as if we were all bobbing in the aftermath of the Titanic sinking, and I was the only one with a life jacket. Statistically, all but maybe 1 or 2 of them are bound for a dark place, of weeping and gnashing of teeth.
I think of my friends here. We’ve hit 100’s of tennis balls, worked on our games together, laughed, drank… I think of my co-workers. We’ve worked hard together in business and achieved great things together. I look forward to seeing these people every week, working hard together, and having a good time.
God has opened my eyes recently to see that all of these people who are so precious to me, without Jesus, are as dead as all those Noah knew who were blotted out. Each of my friends who does not bend the knee to Jesus is dead, just as every living thing died around Noah.
Strangely, one of my main motivations to move here years ago was to be surrounded by people who want nothing to do with Jesus - to know what that feels like. When you’re keen to the reality of it, it feels like living in a graveyard. I don’t know why I was drawn to this, but now I see the masochism of it. It is deeply chilling and truly frightening.
Moses showed us a prayer for this kind of situation.