Among people who know me well, the word “optimist” is not likely to spring to mind. But as a member of the Chalcedon Foundation’s ministry, I can’t indulge that aspect of my personality. I have to try to be a cheerleader. My editor, Susan, thinks that’s a very funny position for me to occupy.
Listen to the hymn while I collect my thoughts. John Bunyan and Maddy Prior are better morale officers than I could ever be.
This is a dark period in history. I can’t think of anyone who doesn’t know that. We try to defend our Christian culture, but the ungodly attack from all directions. And I wind up writing about it, which doesn’t exactly pump me up and which I’m sure is no picnic for my readers. But we can’t just stand there and say everything is peachy, can we?
Everything is not peachy, and we might as well know it. If the human race were actually to do all the things that the ungodly insist we do, it would surely go extinct. Even if they got their world government, it would soon have no one left to govern.
What can any of us say? Trust in God and in His word, pray, comfort and support each other, speak nothing but the truth, put our heads down and work in Christ the King’s service–and grab a laugh when we can get it.
Because the last laugh will be God’s: He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh (Psalm 2: 4).