At Thanksgiving I received a brief visitation from Our Lord. In the time since then I have been alternately sick and contemplating the meaning of His message. On several occasions I have started to write something here and then pulled back.
We have now celebrated the last traditional Christmas of the old era. People worry that America is passing away. It is not – it already has. The question is no longer whether or not the patient can be saved, but whether resurrection is possible.
The period of rumblings is over, the period when events would serve to unmask the ugly realities behind the state’s assault on the throne of God. If you don’t see it for what it is now, you will not see it without the fullness of the storm, so there is no one left to be rescued by delaying the onset.
Next year the world enters its passion, the time when the old order fully passes away. We have three Christmas seasons of deep and desperate strife ahead of us. And then, if the Son of Man finds a few who still have faith on earth, the Christmas after that, in 2017, will be a joyful celebration of resurrection – joy that what seemed the end was actually prelude to a new beginning. Acknowledge God, take the next right step, and be a sign of hope to those around you. If you set your jaw and do this things with faithful resolve, even when you don’t feel it, during the great crisis that now is upon us, your children and grandchildren will call you blessed.