Since the pandemic began back in March, I have found much of online world to be a place of discontent and angst and even anger. My response has been to pull back. Blog less frequently . . . read fewer blogs . . . engage less.
But what the world needs is not more complaining, more politics, or more temporary and worldly solutions.
What we need is an eternal perspective. We need words of eternal truth. We need hope. We need Christ.
Therefore we do not lose heart. Even though our outward man is perishing, yet the inward man is being renewed day by day. For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory, while we do not look at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporary, but the things which are not seen are eternal.
II Corinthians 4:16-18
Those words from II Corinthians? They are truth. Truth that does not change, no matter what is happening in our world, no matter what the political climate, no matter how you feel or how I feel.
Did you notice the words light affliction and but for a moment? Oh, our troubles don't feel "light" or "momentary" when they are happening. But in the light of eternity . . . everything else is infinitesimally small.
This poem by Amy Carmichael challenges my "silken self." Maybe it will speak to you too.
FLAME OF GOD
From prayer that asks that I may be
Sheltered from winds that beat on Thee,
From fearing when I should aspire,
From faltering when I should climb higher,
From silken self, O Captain, free
Thy soldier who would follow Thee.
From subtle love of softening things,
From easy choices, weakenings,
(Not thus are spirits fortified,
Not this way went the Crucified.)
From all that dims Thy Calvary,
O Lamb of God, deliver me.
Give me the love that leads the way,
The faith that nothing can dismay
The hope no disappointments tire,
The passion that will burn like fire,
Let me not sink to be a clod
Make me Thy fuel, Flame of God.