Friday, July 29, 2011

Today's ponderings

It's amazing how a thought will randomly come up to me and grab me when I least expect it, leaving me to wonder whether I should drop what I'm doing and write it down or just shrug it off, as it were. Such an event happened to me today while I was at Walmart just minding my own business. Be that as it may, I bought what I was going to buy at Walmart and came home in Red Butler, my little red 1996 Honda Civic (more on that later), and wrote down the thought before it escaped. Thankfully it didn't take long to put it on paper since I had a nice pile of dishes to wash and put away and textbooks to look up online (oh the joy...). So, here 'tis!

Today we see more clearly than ever the decline of the nation dubbed "the world's last beacon of hope and freedom." Suddenly the nation and the world see the hammer and chisel of financial neglect poised for a mighty blow which would threaten to crumble the very foundation laid by the Founding Fathers.
Yet an even more long-lasting threat plagues the nation: the systematic decline of the Western nations in righteousness and power. The date in the past when this downfall began is hard to place, however, because at no time has all of the West been at its peak. In fact, one can almost see a sort of sinusoidal motion [to use a mathematical term] in history in the West from east to west. As one nation rises, another declines; as one nation reaches its peak, another begins to rise to take its place. For example, as England rose in 1588 after the defeat of Spain's armada, Spain declined. As England reached its pinnacle of power, the United States began to rise. As the United States became the most powerful nation on earth, the continent of Asia (especially China) began to rise. Not only has power traveled thus, but the light of God has also generally done so and is doing so as it disappears almost completely in Europe, fades in North America, and brightens in Asia. Just based on this pattern, who seems to be next in line for world power? The oil-rich, fierce Middle Eastern nations.
The words of the Old Testament prophets can often seem archaic at best, with words of impending doom on nations that had ceased to exist before Christ walked the earth; but, as the West as a whole slips into the darkness from which it came, one can almost hear those words of the prophets echoing down through history with one simple yet profound statement: "What happened to Israel, to Judah, to Egypt, to Babylon, is about to happen to you."
Nevertheless, by now means should we slip into the error of fatalism, nor should we wish that we could have been placed elsewhere on the "sinusoid of history." Rather, we should pray that God would not forsake this nation and cast it into another Dark Age but would mercifully renew this nation's light of truth and freedom to the world, and that we would be His lights no matter how dark the spiritual twilight of the West may become. Let us not cower as darkness rises in this land and, with it, persecution--now indirect but becoming more blatant year by year. Let us face the darkness with the godly defiance of the Christians in Roman times and rejoice as the light of the gospel reaches another land formerly in the darkness. For the day swiftly approaches when the gospel will finish its march around the world--whether east to west or otherwise--to every nation, kindred, tongue, and people and the last of the elect will be gathered into the fold. Then God's purpose for this world will be complete, and the Light of God will ascend to heaven with all His children, leaving the world and the wicked for the final, everlasting judgment and destruction. 
 

Thursday, July 28, 2011

A first welcome and introduction

First of all, welcome to this, my humble online abode for prose, poetry, and silliness (as put forth in the title above). How often I shall update this blog I cannot say, but I shall to the best of my ability put forth my ponderings on a regular basis for the consumption of all who may be interested.

As for the name of the blog, I have to tip my hat (although I'm not currently wearing one, but I'm sure you take my meaning) to my sister Stacey and the Ritchies. First, thank you, Stacey, for coming up with one of the two possibilities that I originally had in mind for the blog, namely "The Cliffs of Insanity" (from The Princess Bride, in case anyone is wondering). Second, thank you, Eliot, for allowing me to rather randomly steal--er--commandeer one of your statuses (or stati?) to ask about ideas for a blog name. Finally, thank you, Kim, for coming up with the compromise between the two possibilities (the afore-mentioned "The Cliffs of Insanity" and my idea, "Chronicles of a Bookworm") which became the title for it.

(My congratulations to anyone that was able to safely navigate that treacherous sea of parentheses found in the paragraph above and encircling this sentence. Perhaps I should change the name to "Chronicles of Parenthetical Insanity.")

My wish is that this blog be a place for my readers (should there be very many) to ponder life's often-humorous randomness and partake of some silly, random laughter in the process. Anyway, here it goes!