The façade is quite complete. The wall erected between heaven and earth is unmovable by man.
People stare at the wall. They imagine all kinds of things on the other side. And how quick they are to believe in their own imagination. “My mind can see it. It must be true!”
Even scientific medicine promotes more imagination. “We can stave off death. We can bring many back from the brink of death.” They proudly say, “We are saving lives”. Still, the wall arrives, and their proclamation falls empty on the ground. Having spent a fortune, the people still bury their dead.
Consumed with the trivial and temporary things, people waste the moments of their life without the slightest care. They entertain themselves with an insatiable lust for more. Still, the wall looms like a shadow over Man.
All the while, the Bible lay closed. An earnest searching for the will of God is pushed aside. The populace prefers their own imagination. Religions of man abound. Science-fiction appears to be more believable than the words of the Living God. The unmovable wall takes no notice.
Here is today. It is filled with the things that ARE. Imagination is like a boy filled with fear; eyes wide, screaming at the top of his lungs, and arms flailing about. He will not listen to the calm voice of his parents. Lacking wisdom, woven tightly in his fear, his ears are firmly shut.
Is there a better day to read the words of God and believe what you read? Is there a better day to pray for clarity? Will there be a better day to ask God for sanity?