August 2011. Our part of the country is gripped in a massive heat wave. It is oppressive. The temperatures are in excess of 100 degrees early in the day and continue that way through the night. It is tiresome. The grass is dry and crispy so that our dog can hardly walk on it. It is severe. We eagerly look to the skies for some indication that there might be some rain. It is relentless. It hurts us. It hurts our garden.
Our nation is in the grip of sin. It is oppressive. We proudly proclaim our homosexuality with parades and celebrations while God calls it an abomination. It is tiresome. Our government is borrowing money to pay it's debts but regulates the individual in an attempt to stop such a practice. It is severe. We dismiss life through abortion, euthanasia, alcohol, and drugs trying to find something to relieve the shame of our sin. It is relentless. It hurts us. It hurts our garden.
(Righteous Father, I beseech you in the name of Jesus, your only begotten Son, my Savior. Forgive us for the grievous sin that offends you. Turn our hearts, soften our hearts, cause us to be ashamed of the sin which our nation so proudly displays. Let your people, called by your name, humble ourselves, pray, and turn from our sins so that you can heal our land. Amen.)
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