Why hasn't God Destroyed Us Yet?
The most precious thing upon the earth is children. God creates these children and sends them to us for safekeeping.
But we have not been keeping them safely.
First, we have been murdering over one million of them a year—one million, probably more people than you will ever meet, whom you will never meet, because they were torn apart before they had a chance to be born.
Then, once they survive the abortion roulette, we tell them lies. That yes is no, up is down, and men can be women. Children have to build their idea of what reality is like from the world we present them with. If we present them with a false world, they cannot grow up sane.
A friend of mine once told me that when he was quite young, his even younger brother could not remember the names of colors. His parents were quite worried that he could not do this simple thing. Turns out, my friend had been taking his brother aside and teaching him is colors incorrectly. Blue for red, green for blue.
Sounds barbarous and cruel, to deceive a little child thus—but that is what our entire culture is doing to its own children.
If that is not enough, we are now giving them drugs to castrate them, so they will never grow up to be parents and have children of their own.
But that is not horrible enough.
Did you know that Trump had to send someone to apologize to Guatemala for the fact that Americans had kidnapped or bought from kidnappers over 170,000 of their children?
What are all these children used for?
Some are slaves. Some, worse, are sex toys.
Who steals a child from another country—devastating the life of the parents, their family—and then sticks their doinker in the child?
How could we live in such a disgusting world? How can so many children be used for such a purpose? Are there really 170,000 perverts abusing children so?
And that 170,000 was only from that one country. There are more.
In the Bible, Jesus tells us:
But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea. (Matthew 18:6)
They committed atrocities before the time of Noah, and God flooded the earth.
Things like this were done in Sodom, and God struck it down from heaven.
Why are we still here?
Why hasn’t God destroyed our civilization as punishment for the unspeakable crimes we commit?
I do not know, but I have a possible insight:
I once read a near-death experience where someone asked a similar question. The woman asked why God allowed the earth to continue if there was so much pain, so much sorrow, so much hate.
The angel she was speaking to replied: Because at any moment, no matter how bad things looked, there was more love than there hatred.
Every small act of love, touching your child’s face, fetching your husband a drink, smiling at your grandmother, holding the door for a stranger whose arms are full—the amount of love being shared upon the Earth was greater than even the most violent war.
So long as the good and kindness expressed outweigh the evil—so long as the ten good men Abraham looked for but could not find in Sodom still exist—God may continue to give us a chance.
Remember that as you go through your day. Each moment is an opportunity to express love or to deny it. Choose love. Choose God. Be part of the reason we are not destroyed today.
Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoso shall receive one such little child in my name receiveth me. (Matthew 18: 4-5)