Monday, November 2, 2009

If God Does Not Exist

When angry cannons growl at each other,
And the cream of nations, their youngest men,
Lie helpless targets, each fresh from mother,
Who'd hear their pleas for help above the din?
When the city is braced for the "big one",
Highways naught but parking lots, jammed with cars;
Left behind, the poor and old huddle alone,
With no hope for aid from beyond the stars!
When loved ones gather in the waiting rooms,
And doctors with solemn faces advise
Odds are against avoiding dreaded dooms,
Where can they turn for help, if not the skies?
Hpw desolate and hopeless we would be,
If God does not exist, then why do we?

People have short memories, and history records inadequate accounts of previous events. Our lives are exceedingly brief, unrealized except for the aged. Even nations have short memories, their leaders focussed on the here and now and being reelected. To me, it seems only yesterday I was a
20-year-old returning veteran of World War 2; no other subject than "the war" was ever discussed or entered the mind of anyone. Yet today (11/1/09), I look around me in sadness and fail to see but a very few feeble old men that even remember it or want to discuss it. More recent events are topics that preoccupy people's interest, like the death of Michael Jackson, or Brett Favre returning to play quarterback at age 40 for the Minnesota Vikings. What I find is, that the "greatest generation" is almost gone; they are dying at the rate of more than 1000 a day.

Yet, there are things from that cataclysmic event that are appropriate for every generation to focus on. A very popular song swept the country in that great adventure called, "Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition". Yes, they sang that with gusto, even the dignified, the middleaged, the soldiers, and the kids, and no one laughed or conidered it hoky and too religious. I expect that even Madalyn O-Hair, at her tender age, joined in. It was even on the Top 10 of the Hit Parade. There was a a popular saying that passed through the lips of all---Democrat, Republican, atheist, baker, candlestick maker, all---"There are no atheists in the foxhole". A "foxhole is a hastily-dug hole in the ground that a "GI" (soldier) jumped into when hot lead came flying at him. Each soldier carried a small shovel for the purpose; I don't suppose these high-tech warriors of today would ever need a foxhole. Seriously, I doubt there were many atheists in the world in the middle of those dark days, when Hitler had conquered all of Europe, and England stood alone, waiting for invasion. We have grown too cocky--the media has decided we don't need God; America is strong enough to go it alone. That's when God is likely to send us a "wake-up" call, one that even the Obama White House can't ignore.

WW2 was the great adventure of my life; I came home resolved to preach the gospel of Jesus Christ. I strayed, but even so, I look forward to seeing Him soon. No matter how badly our Satan-influenced culture denigrates Jesus, it won't prevail. If you know a WW2 veteran, spend a little time with him, reminiscing about those days. You won't have to read about it in the library first; he will do all the talking.

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