” A Kingdom Divided”
My good and faithful friend:
We have of late been witnesses to a horrific killing, a clearly an unnecessary death capture forever digitally. It is an event that has thrown my nation into deep soul searching, and has inspired “protest” throughout the world. It has also been a pretext for the few to impose upon our cities violence, destruction, and unfortunately more killings. This is not mourning over inexcusable abuse and a man’s death, but the desire to see the destruction not just of America, not just our republics, not just our Western civilization, but also our Christian faith. The masks are off (except when they are burning business and police cars), there’s no effort now to hide their identity. They will not debate, they demand. They don’t want truth, only the howl of the mob. You don’t negotiate, you submit, prostrate yourself, confess your guilt, especially when you’ve done nothing wrong.
We are witnessing a pail imitation, at least so far, of the Chinese Cultural revolution, Stalin’s seizure of the Bolshevik revolution, and the National Socialists (NAZI’s) overwhelming of the German Weimar Republic. I don’t believe they will fully succeed at this time, but the “left,” “progressives,” “marxists,” never give up. They do not value truth, honor, or virtue. And facts are of no interest, they agitate emotions, so they can label those they would denigrate before destroying.
The real source of such mayhem has been around awhile, for we find it related in our Bible. Matthew’s gospel relates one such incident, which will follow the healing of a man both blind and mute. Not just a handful, but all the people were “astonished,” and the effect is displayed as a question, “Can this be the Son of David” (Mt.12:22-24)? The crowd seems perplexity and our expressing an intriguing possibility. Jesus, so unlike the expected Davidic Son; but with such signs as this could He just possibly be the Messiah? But the Pharisees did not see in this perceived unschooled bumpkin even a remote possibility of His being the Messiah. But the reaction of the crowd to the miracle requires a response.
Their response is to label Jesus with the most scurrilous and perverse charge they can imagine, “It is only by Beelzebul, the prince of demons, that this man casts out demons.” This for the Judeans of the time was the worse one could say of anyone. Kind of like calling someone in our day a “racist,” or “white supremacists.” Knowing their thoughts, Jesus responds with unassailable logic. “Every kingdom divided against itself is laid waste, and no city (or nation) or house divided against itself will stand; and if Satan casts out Satan he is divided against himself; how then will his kingdom stand?…But if it is by the Spirit of God that I cast out demons, then the kingdom of God has come upon you” (25-26,28).
One can see the parallel to our present situation. Our nations, our civilization are divided, seemingly irreparably so, and cannot long so endure. There are forces that will indulge in literally anything, for gaining or maintaining power justifies anything. Truth, honor, and virtue has no place in their thinking. They will stoop to anything to defame, and destroy what we may hold dear. Our Republics lie in the balance, so know this as we celebrate the founding, the beginnings of our two “Great Democracies.”
The accuser of mankind, our ancient adversary will not stop at nothing to bring down our faith, and thus everything else. Yet we know He will not succeed. He is doomed and he knows it. Our Lord and Savior was, and is, engaged in a struggle, and thus so are we, with this destroyer of souls, who would do the same to our faith, and our civilization. This struggle will only grow more intense, but so too will our Lord’s response. In this struggle there is no neutrality, there can’t be. One is on one side or the other. But the end is written, we know how it ends, and so does Beelzebul. He can’t win! So I pray that you, I, and all those we hold dear remain steadfast; overcomers who will receive our crowns.
Our God is in control,
Thomas R. Wyatt