Habakkuk 3:11-18
Always a
Christ like
Example - picking the weeds from
the grass.
Time is running short, many point to the understanding that we are in the
end times. I believe that we are.
Sun and moon stood still in the heavens at the
glint of your flying arrows, at the lightning of your flashing spear.
In wrath you strode through the earth and in anger you threshed the nations.
Soon the Lord will make the Sun and Moon dim and shake the earth to it's
core. God has promised to bring justice to the sin on earth. All of
the earth will see His justice. Starting for His Son and then with His
Church.
You came out to deliver your people, to save your
anointed one. You crushed the leader of the land of wickedness, you stripped
him from head to foot. Selah
God has given His Son the task to deliver the saved elect. For all
others He will judge for their sins into the lake of fire. Jesus will
crush Satan and strip him of all his earthly powers. Satan will have
nothing left.
With his own spear you pierced his head when his
warriors stormed out to scatter us, gloating as though about to devour the
wretched who were in hiding.
In the end Satan will bring his army forward to deceive the Church,
looking to collect those who are weeds in the garden. God will prevent
Satan from taking that what belongs to God's Son. God will
protect the green grass.
You trampled the sea with your horses, churning the
great waters.
Since the time of Christ the Church has been free to save unto
Christ. Great multitudes have come to His saving grace. But now
times are short.
I heard and my heart pounded, my lips quivered at
the sound; decay crept into my bones, and my legs trembled. Yet I will
wait patiently for the day of calamity to come on the nation invading us.
For those that hear and see times are fearful. With great
anticipation we await our Savior's return. We know what is
about to come.
Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no
grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no
food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the
stalls,
The Deceiver lies and the world listens. Only a few souls are left
to be saved. Soon Sin will take all that is left. There will be
no more for the storehouse.
yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in
God my Savior.
Yes Lord come! We are battle weary but with joy we serve.
Amen
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