Election Day 2012: I sat at the bar of a popular seafood restaurant in Palo Alto, California eating dinner while on the run, and a middle aged Asian (Japanese American I think) lady sat next to me. She ordered oysters and a fish taco and wolfed her food down as soon as it arrived. She harassed the people working behind the bar about it being happy hour all night and pushed for another beer when she learned happy hour was not all night. She turns to me and is clearly extremely excited about the election results. She doesn’t realize I am in mourning for my people and my home, the land of the brave and the free.
Very excited, she asks me if I’m enjoying all the exciting things that are happening. I am a little confused by the question and she got that, so she asks where I am from. I reply “Arizona.” She then asks if anything exciting is happening in Arizona. I am still a little behind the eight ball; she sees that so she goes on “We see marijuana being legalized in Colorado and Washington and gay marriage in Maryland! Isn’t it exciting?” I am astounded by this women’s thought process and appetite for defilement. I mumbled something about that not being good news where I came from, and she suddenly realized I was the enemy she has hated for so very, very long. Now, she is taken aback and wondering if I’m dangerous.
I remained quiet and thoughtful until I finished my meal and then departed gracefully without sparking confrontation.
How do I confront someone so lost in their own appetites and desires that they have no sense of what is right and what is wrong, nor do they care about such matters at all. I am reminded that a moral thought or conscience has no place in such a person and that is really why I am in mourning for America. The land I love has been overun by barbarians who love nothing but themselves and their own selfish desires. Truly, the love of God has no place in these people. They are full of themselves and their selfish ego’s and desires, and they couldn’t care less about the defenseless child struggling to survive on the streets of San Franciso, New York or Delhi or the plight of the poor and destitute. They espouse that indeed they do care, but that is a facade strictly invoked to engender sympathy to themselves.
Two days later it is no better. I sit next to a man wearing a shirt that says “I’ll do anybody, anywhere, anytime” and he is at least seventy years of age. In our conversation, he asserts he is an atheist and has only relied on himself all his life. He is obviously on the prowl for his next encounter and is very proud of his physical and mental prowess. I am appalled, disgusted and still reeling from the election.
I wonder “God – why are you showing me this?” “Why am I here in the home land of Nancy Pelosi, where all these things foreign and anathema-tical to You abound?” I have felt the hand of the Lord all over my situation and in my affairs for the last several weeks and I know I am not here on some whim. I am on Kingdom Business. Yet, my senses and my very Spirit are continually being assailed by the forces of the enemy. As I ponder these events and encounters I am enlightened.
This is why the election went the way it did. This is the true heart of America, and it’s people. The die is cast and the handwriting is on the wall:
“But you his son, Belshazzar, have not humbled your heart, although you knew all this. And you have lifted yourself up against the Lord of heaven. They have brought the vessels of His house before you, and you and your lords, your wives and your concubines, have drunk wine from them. And you have praised the gods of silver and gold, bronze and iron, wood and stone, which do not see or hear or know; and the God who holds your breath in His hand and owns all your ways, you have not glorified. Then the fingers of the hand were sent from Him, and this writing was written.
“And this is the inscription that was written:
MENE, MENE, TEKEL, UPHARSIN.
This is the interpretation of each word. MENE: God has numbered your kingdom, and finished it; TEKEL: You have been weighed in the balances, and found wanting; PERES: Your kingdom has been divided, and given to the Medes and Persians.” Then Belshazzar gave the command, and they clothed Daniel with purple and put a chain of gold around his neck, and made a proclamation concerning him that he should be the third ruler in the kingdom. That very night Belshazzar, king of the Chaldeans, was slain. And Darius the Mede received the kingdom, being about sixty-two years old. Daniel 5:22-30 New King James Version
Indeed, we have fallen far as a people from where we once were. I had hoped and prayed for mercy and a turning back to our Lord and Savior as had many, many wonderful saints across the world. The truth is, we may have begun too late to stem the tide and we are now too far out in the current to turn back. We will have to ride this out no matter how rough it gets. And, we still need to be about the business of the Kingdom – rescuing the lost and bringing in the sheaves until we are called home.
Oh dear heavenly Father, please have mercy on Your people who are called by Your name and who love You and Your son Jesus. Give us courage, strength and wisdom to live these last days as You would have us to live them. Help us not fall, falter or stumble because of the devices of our enemy. Help us not succumb to dismay or partake of despair, but to walk in victory because You are still on Your throne and You will have Your way,and we win because of what Jesus has done! He paid the price in full and we are bought and paid for in full! Praise God! Praise God! Praise God! Amen!
The Warrior Anointing 