Many of you are like me, you’re tired. Tired of all the bad things that happen around us. Tired of the evil. Tired of turning to the news to hear reports of another school shooting, another terrorist attack, another senseless murder. Tired. Sick and tired.
Lord, when will it end?
I’m also tired of political bickering. Everybody says they care about this “great” country of ours, and its people, and want only the best for it, but their actions do not reflect this sentiment. Their actions show someone who’s more concerned about his or her political career. About advancing their own personal agendas.
And with all the political bickering, and the corruption that’s become common in this arena, the people they claim to care about are suffering. The poor seem to suffer the most in this country. They are the most vulnerable in any society.
Evil appears to be winning. Hate rules the land. Greed directs man’s actions and is at the core of his decision-making. Some men will kill another man without even blinking an eye. It’s nothing to shed human blood, and if the innocent get in the way, then, oh well, they were just a casualty of war.
Lord, when will it end?!
The Psalmist in Psalm 73 so eloquently expresses the following sentiments about evildoers:
But as for me, my feet came close to stumbling,
My steps had almost slipped.
For I was envious of the arrogant
As I saw the prosperity of the wicked.
For there are no pains in their death,
Their body is fat and pampered.
They are not in trouble as other men,
Nor are they plagued like mankind.
Therefore pride is their necklace;
Violence covers them like a garment [like a long, luxurious robe].
Their eye bulges from fatness [they have more than the heart desires];
The imaginations of their mind run riot [with foolishness].
They mock and wickedly speak of oppression;
They speak loftily [with malice].
They set their mouth against the heavens,
And their tongue swaggers through the earth.
Behold, these are the ungodly,
Who always prosper and are at ease [in the world]; they have increased in wealth.
Surely then in vain I have cleansed my heart
And washed my hands in innocence.
For all the day long have I been stricken,
And punished every morning.
Until I came into the sanctuary of God;
Then I understood [for I considered] their end.
Surely You set the wicked-minded and immoral on slippery places;
You cast them down to destruction.
How they are destroyed in a moment!
They are completely swept away by sudden terrors!
Like a dream [which seems real] until one awakens,
O Lord, when stirred, [You observe the wicked], You will despise their image.
In other words, even though it appears that evil is winning, evil will never win. The penalties for evil are severe, swift, and long-lasting. God is keeping record in heaven of all the evil, and the sin, committed on earth. And one day man will have to answer to God for all the wrong.
God will right every wrong that was committed against the righteous. He will vindicate the righteous and turn their sorrow into joy, and their mourning into dancing.
God will wipe all tears from our eyes; we will never cry again. There are no tear-stained pillows in heaven. There is no weeping or sorrow in heaven.
There is also no pain. No sickness. We will not be hampered by these mortal bodies in heaven, because we will have new immortal bodies when we get to heaven.
Age will not claim any more victims. No aching joints, no loss of sight, or loss of hearing. There are no gray hairs in heaven! (Whew!)
My Bible tells me of a place where the streets are paved with gold (pure gold!). There are images of gates made of pearls. A place where there is no need of the sun because the brightness of God’s glory lights up all of heaven, and is brighter than the noon day sun.
There is purity and love. There is no fear of being torn to pieces by a wild animal. The lamb will lay down with the lion.
Love is the ruling emotion in heaven. Worship in heaven is pure and holy. The focus of worship is God, because He alone is worthy to be praised.
I long for this place. My goal is to make it to this place. Every fiber of my being aches for this place. Heaven is my goal, each and every day.
Then, and only then will the weary finally be at rest. I long to see you there. I pray that you are also striving, everyday, to make it there. Set your affections on heaven, and pursue it with all of your heart, your strength, and everything that is within you. Don’t lose focus. Don’t look to the left, and don’t look to the right. Keep your eyes on Jesus. He’s waiting to meet you there.