“He destroyed their vines with hailstones and their sycamore trees with frost. He gave over their cattle also to the hailstones and their herds to bolts of lightning.” (Psalm 78:47-48)
Nations rise and nations fall. The Lord blesses whom He blesses and the nations continue as if His hand were not there. The Lord is the One who is the author of history. When He withholds His hand, wickedness reigns. When He gives His blessing, the nations flourish. It is the Lord God who is the source of all kindness, goodness and mercy. Abide in the One who provides for all.
Lord, You are there in every season and yet the nations continue as if You were something made up. We are the ones who are made up and we have been made up by You. Lead me away from the insanity that visits every generation and into the truth that You are God and there is no other. Lead me into the way, truth and life that You have established once for all.
Lord Jesus, You have come to lead the way for as many as would follow You. In You alone is there hope and a future. Guide me, O Lord, in the way You would have me go today that I would walk the path You have set before me. Lead me to do those things which are pleasing in the Father’s eyes and know that in You is the hope for all people of every time. Thank You, Jesus, for leading all who follow. Amen.
