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That Day is Now
Nicole Starleigh Yeager
myself with people who pay no attention to the
morbid prediction that looms over our heads today.
In our ignorance, we laugh, we cry, we smile, we
joke, we enjoy everyday things... things we still
-- but should not, under the circumstances -- take
for granted. The surreality of the anticipated
events clouds us from taking things too seriously.
'It can't happen to me.'
What if it
does? How will death feel? Who will you leave
Here, at my desk, in the office, the big, corporate
office, I think... what drones we are... What
drones are we who continue to type and process and
file and staple and copy and print ... Do we value
our work more than our lives? Shouldn't we be
looking out the window every few minutes, or
lending an ear to the radio, or waiting for some
word that the unthinkable has finally come?
Shouldn't we be gathering our families around us,
spending valuable time with good friends, tying up
loose ends? Should we not be forgiving the
unforgiven? Should we not be mapping out escape
routes and planning our run for our lives?
Nor should we sit and wait for the end to come. If
it is to be, it will be, we theorize. We are a
God-fearing country, and we know that, one way or
another, He will take care of us. Whether it be His
hand that shows us the way to the Holy gates of
Heaven, or His hand that defends us against the
devil's warriors, or His hand that quiets the
threats and the uprisings against us, He will be at
our side, and we know this. We feel the comfort of
a father to His children, something which the enemy
does not know. Perhaps if they had let our
magnificent Father into their hearts, this day
would never have come.
But it did, and that day is now. So take your place
by the altar, or the window, or on the sidewalk, or
in the middle of the mall, and bow your head in
prayer. In the arms of our Father we will endure
this terror. We are American at heart. To be
American means to trust in God. Nothing in the
world is more powerful than prayer.
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