God's Fortress

"...It's not even American young people and European young people working together--"

"We're Adventist young people."

I sit and listen, fidget while tingles play tag up and down my spine. I brush tears away; squeeze fists together tight till my forearms bulge. 

I'm watching stone walls generations old crack before my eyes.

I'm watching the sun dip low on the heyday of materialism, secularism, postmodernism. 

Yes, even on the continent.

I'm watching a generation wake up and decide all those things are empty and they've had enough.

I am one of them.

Oh, and I don't mean to say we'll win without paying the ultimate price.

But I am saying, it's as good as over. 

We can't lose.

. . . .

I recline early, book in hand under soft glow of christmas lights that grace my office year-round. (Jet lag in my favor, I'm bright and eager at 0200)

My eyes hesitate at the end of this phrase, retrace and return. Revel:

"The church is God's fortress"

 Acts of the Apostles p.11 | photo: JN