Notice on a slight format change:

Except for July 2012, these are mostly a collection of current devotional notes.

July 2012 is a re-write of old quiet times. My second child was born Nov 11, 1987 with multiple birth defects. I've been re-reading my QT notes from that time in my life, and have included them here. They cover the time before the birth and the few years immediately after the birth. They are tagged "historical." I added new insights and labeled them: ((TODAY, dd mmm yy)).

Monday, August 20, 2018

QT 20 Aug 18, Rev 22:6, A church wallowing in apostasy


Revelation 22:6 (ESV) — 6 And he said to me, “These words are trustworthy and true. And the Lord, the God of the spirits of the prophets, has sent his angel to show his servants what must soon take place.”

NOTE: This passage reiterates the purpose of the book and puts the discussion of the churches (chapter 2-4) in context. The churches were not just present day church messages, but are part of the whole point of the book, to show us what soon must take place. I would argue that the message of six church ages have been fulfilled, and the seventh is being fulfilled right now. We are becoming a nation of apostasy, fools who dismiss God and his word. Even among Christians, we are rejecting his word in favor of cultural norms. We have stopped thinking. We are the church of Laodicea, lukewarm and useless. We make no impact. We stand up for nothing. We have none of the characteristics of Christianity or of a born-again believer. We are blind (no spiritual eyes), poor (no spiritual inheritance), and naked (no spiritual clothes of righteousness). We think we are rich, be we are not -- we are to be pitied. We have lost the spiritual wealth of generations of godly men and women, and traded it for the wares of Babylon (Satan's artifact and the worldview of a blind generation). How wicked and deceived we have become!

PRAYER: God, have mercy on us. We are fools. We have traded spiritual wealth for rotten filthy garbage. And we rejoice in the things we should sorrow in. How long oh Lord will we destroy ourselves and others? How long will your name be trampled through the mud? My heart aches that we might experience eternal life and the joy of knowing you as our savior. Please, have mercy.

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