I was reading this passage today and verse 34 says," O Jerusalem, that city that kills the prophets and stones God's messengers! How I have longed to gather your children together as a hen protects her chicks beneath her wings, but you won't let me. 35 And now look your house is left empty. and you will never see me again until you say' Bless the one who comes in the name of the Lord'. ".
It hit me that we are like Jerusalem, He longs to know us and for us to come to Him with our problems and concerns and just let Him take that issue. But we have pushed Him away and denied Him. We don't let Him come and change our lives . Why? Do we like living in our sins? We will all be judged for them soon enough, we can't get out of that. Is it because you think faith is a crutch? Its a nice crutch to have, it won't harm your body and it won't kill you. It brings hope. Is it because you think Christians are a bunch of hypocrites? Men are< God is not. He has always been true and constant. Its men that change their minds.
We are coming into the final days and God is saying " Wake up and look up, I am coming for my children, won't you join them and come under my wing of protection and you will find rest."
It hit me that we are like Jerusalem, He longs to know us and for us to come to Him with our problems and concerns and just let Him take that issue. But we have pushed Him away and denied Him. We don't let Him come and change our lives . Why? Do we like living in our sins? We will all be judged for them soon enough, we can't get out of that. Is it because you think faith is a crutch? Its a nice crutch to have, it won't harm your body and it won't kill you. It brings hope. Is it because you think Christians are a bunch of hypocrites? Men are< God is not. He has always been true and constant. Its men that change their minds.
We are coming into the final days and God is saying " Wake up and look up, I am coming for my children, won't you join them and come under my wing of protection and you will find rest."
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