THE GRAPES OF WRATH
the angel thrust his sickle into the earth and gathered the vine of the
earth, and threw it into the great winepress of the wrath of God"
The last half of chapter 14 introduces a term that has been intuitively
understood throughout history, but not so much lately.
The "Grapes of Wrath" reminds earthlings that God will eventually
purge the world of evil. The picture is God reaping the "harvest"
(unrepentant evil-doers) from the earth, with a "sharp sickle",
and "smashing to smithereens" those who continue to shake their fists in
the face of Almighty God.
"wrath" against rebellious and haughty mankind, laughing at and
ridiculing God’s offer of redemption, will be satisfied!
Unbelievably, the "grapes
of wrath" attribute of God has escaped from the hard-hearts of
Mine eyes have seen the glory
of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage
where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He has loosed the fateful
of His terrible swift sword;
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I CAN ONLY IMAGINE
Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for you Jesus?
Or in awe of You be still?
Will I stand in Your presence?
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing Hallelujah?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine
Some day, all believers will stand before Jesus
in heaven. We will stand there, not as a group, but individually,
independently, all alone, face-to-face with our Creator, our Lord,
I got to wondering. What will I do? How will I
I can only imagine!
This famous song, written and performed by
MercyMe, should make all believers think about how they will respond
to the future face-to-face encounter with Jesus.
And, you know, there is not one right answer.
Some of us will just stand there in awe, in
reverence, not "able to speak at all".
I kind of feel like that will be my reaction.
I mean, you’re finally standing before Jesus!
There is nothing between you and him, no distractions, no place to
ZOE AT THE BEACH
You never know how your new dog is going to react
the first time she sees the beach.
Zoe was scared of the big bad ocean at first, but
quickly adapted, and even more quickly, learned to love it.
By the end of our few days in Myrtle Beach, we
couldn’t get her to come in to the camper at night - she wanted to
chase the waves, bark at the sea shells, play with the other dogs,
run with the kids.
And get herself generally beach-nasty!
When we came back to the camper for the evening,
she had to be cleaned up before the sand and salt water caused a
skin irritation. Plus, mama was not going to allow her to come into
the camper with the beach all over her.
By the way, the same rules applied to the
Zoe is not a fig fan of taking a shower. My wife
is not a big fan of giving Zoe a shower. I would not attempt to give
Zoe a shower!
OK - so we have a predicament. The dog is dirty,
with salt water and sand that will have to be washed off, knowing
all along that she will be at the beach again the next day.
Fortunately, we have an outside shower on the
camper. My wife and I acted as a "tag team" to hold our little
"beach bum" long enough to rinse cool water over her little legs and
Believe it or not, she actually got to enjoying
the shower about as much as she enjoyed the beach.