The beheading of John the Baptist by Pierre Puvis de Chavannes (1869)
What the world did to John the Baptist, and to many who prepare the way for the world's rightful Lord.
What the world did to John the Baptist, and to many who prepare the way for the world's rightful Lord.
During Christmastime you hear sermons about John the Baptist, who was the one to pave the way for the great King who was born in Bethlehem. It reminds me of my time in Kenya (in east Africa) where I spent almost a year after high school. Whenever the big man, the president would visit any part of the country, all of a sudden the money that was set aside to fix lights, straighten roads, and build new structures were shaken out of the hands of the corrupt. Now mind you, the working lights, the bulldozed squatter settlements, and every other means of whitewashing, only would occur exactly on the path the president would go, this of course is not a new thing at all in history.
Then my minds soars to a different place, how different it will be the next time our King (the true Lord of the earth, that we are blind to) comes. God does not give out his itinerary, which place he will visit first, or when he will come, but when He does, He will see every abuse, every bit of neglect, every crooked path.
When He comes He will come everywhere..
No whitewash will fool him, not even on ourselves, He will make judgment, and he will make changes, as he completely sets in order His kingdom reign.
The first time He came quietly, walked among us, spent time with the self-righteous, the hedonists who saw no life beyond the grave, the corrupt and powerful, and the sick and oppressed, all that matters in this life is that you recognize that the King came to this out of control, treasonous ghetto, the world, that you put your hope in Him, and his victory in this life and over death to become Lord again over your own soul. Nothing else matters, because when He comes again it will not be quietly and he will not walk by your whitewashed life and overlook the death and foulness that lurks in your heart.
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