Chaos and Christ

     I've been thinking about the chaotic state of the world and the wildly vacillating economic fortunes of our nation.  Boy, what a reminder that our hope is not in possessions or economic security or power or fame or health or any earthly thing or person or nation.  Our hope is in Christ and Christ alone.  He is the way, the truth, and the life. (John 14:6)
     Malcolm Muggeridge once wrote:

"We look back upon history, and what do we see?  Empires rising and falling.  Revolutions and Counterrevolutions.  Wealth accumulated and wealth disbursed. Shakespeare has written of the rise and fall of great ones, that ebb and flow with the moon. I look back upon my own fellow countrymen, once upon a time dominating a quarter of the world, most of them convinced, in the words of what is still a popular song, that the God who made them mighty, shall make them mightier yet.

I have heard a crazed, cracked Austrian announce to the world the establishment of a Reich that would last a thousand years. I have seen an Italian clown say he was going to stop and restart the calendar with his own ascension to power. I have heard a murderous Georgian brigand in the Kremlin, acclaimed by the intellectual elite of the world as wiser than Solomon, more humane than Marcus Aurelius, more enlightened than Ashoka.
I have seen America, wealthier and in terms of military weaponry, more powerful than the rest of the world put together, so that had the American people so desired, they could have outdone a Caesar, or an Alexander in the range and scale of their conquests.

All in one lifetime, all in one lifetime, all gone. Gone with the wind. England part of a tiny island off the coast of Europe, threatened with dismemberment and even bankruptcy. Hitler and Mussolini dead, remembered only in infamy. Stalin a forbidden name in the regime he helped found and dominate for some three decades. America haunted by fears of running out of those precious fluids that keeps their motorways roaring, and the smog settling, with troubled memories of a disastrous campaign in Vietnam, and the victories of the Don Quixotes of the media as they charged the windmills of Watergate.

All in one lifetime, all in one lifetime, all gone. Gone with the wind.

       Behind the debris of these self-styled, sullen supermen and imperial diplomatists, there stands the   gigantic figure one person, because of whom, by whom, in whom, and through whom alone mankind might still have hope.  The person of Jesus Christ.
       I present Him as the way, the truth, and the life.  Do you know Him?"  Malcolm Muggeridge


     Thank You, Father, for reminding us that nations rise and fall, but You stand firm and eternal and forever faithful.  Might we put our trust in You and You alone as we daily seek to glorify You with our lives. Your grace never fails; Your wisdom never lacks; Your power never dims; Your love never quits. No matter the chaos of our world, our Almighty God is in complete control, so we can rest in Him.  To Christ--our eternal Rock, our omnipotent, omniscient Lord-be all the glory.