If the world is actually getting warmer, we might one day find (sadly enough) the very last snow flake! Perhaps we could spray some kind of polymer on the rascal, and mount it handsomely in a wooden box, and place it in a museum? You see? Then future generations could send their young kiddos on future-fusion school bus type field trips to look at it! If on the other hand, if the world is not going that route in fact, then we need not fund the "Save the Snowflakes!" action committee. We can safely ignore their zany antics of raiding deep freezers to "liberate" ice cubes, and this whole "issue" of "disappearing snowflakes" just goes away all by itself! But that day is not yet come, where-in the wave front of reality has collapsed. It isn't decided until it is decided. But we are not wired to accept that sort of thing. We are guessing, we are anticipating the next big "coming thing". It is what we do; but until it actually manifests, we can only keep "rooting" for our version-expected of the next new thing. Until they lose...the Cubs could (theoretically at least) win!
I used to read a good bit of science fiction. Don't bug me about which authors I read, that was never the point. No, the funny thing in sci-fi is that; as a hobby, as a job, as a fixation, that practice of predicting the future, is so uniformly and abysmally wrong! Go back and look at the 50's and 60's sci-fi. Which of them "got" the personal computing bomb? Which foresaw tablets, laptops, or which of them "got" phones as cameras, with more processing power than old main-frames? Heck, they were "worried" that robots were going to take over things. They were busy ignoring physics, and had super-luminal ships blazing across galaxy spanning empires, and the "problem" inherent was the governance of same? Shall it be Kings and Emperors, or will it be presidents and prime ministers? Gosh, how's about that interplanetary tyranny? So the "future" was to have been about which style of rulers we nowadays, and in coming days prefer? Uhm, when, or where exactly have we humans ever, ever, gotten governing ourselves correct? So, the "professional futurists" those sci-fi guys, predictors extraordinaire, never saw coming what we have now? How's that for a shocker? And at the same time, until it actually came to pass, until the event horizon of now collapsed, it used to be a "viable option" that (possibly) robots would be our "problem". Meanwhile, the shooters who gun down people because those poor misguided loons with guns, have poor "self-esteem"? Which author guessed, or saw that coming? Or consider the cultural reaction, to build (idiotically enough) "gun free zones" as a response (?) to shooters. Who saw, who favored that, as "our best guess" (this official helplessness), as the particular boneheadery emerging? Nobody! Not a body saw coming, what we have.
So we find an odd phenomenon here. Either things are warming or they are not, but a third and completely unexpected thing unguessed, and unexpected, will very likely show up. These "unexpecteds" show up regularly, and consistently remain unexpected. Expect that! We are always looking for the "threat" of the future, and we consistently get it wrong, and always do this "looking" anyhow! It is who we are.
Oddly, the actual threat of the future, that of the Landlord showing up to forcibly evict humanity (the great good God arriving in highly outraged mode), is the one thing we will not discuss, nor predict, nor mull over. And when I say "we" I mean not the unbelieving folk, but no, those who say (at minimum) that they accept the testimony of scripture! It is very much as if the actual threat did not even exist as a threat? So we are talking about a kind of delusional or paranoid re-parsing of reality itself?
The Sheriff from on-high with a lawful eviction notice to drive man and beast off His world, due to gross malfeasance, high treason, and poor taste in hats (possibly) IS coming. It doesn't matter whether you "like it" or agree with it. There is precisely zero you can do to halt it. That is the reality and that is the one topic for "future threat analysis" which we are incapable of dealing with! The lurid quotes in both testaments, and pointedly from lips of Christ Himself, to the effect that at that dreadful event, men will (losing their minds) call for the mountains to fall upon them, to cover them, rather than to face...Him! The prediction that the "Holy Terror Himself" will break men's minds and reason, goes "unnoticed"!
The screamingly obvious, becomes the dark and mysterious. The certain-sure thing, becomes the one item we will never voluntarily discuss? And you want to talk about your "free will"? How's about you "freely will" to pull your head out? The answer to this, the proposed "fix" here; is deeply weird. As far as I can tell, without some serious assistance (meddling actually) nobody would ever believe. The short version is that you cannot be saved without trusting Him, and you cannot and will not trust Him on your own! That is "it".
The answer to the actual threat, is a kind of "mistaken-identity, zombie, friend of the boss" kind of thing. You know the drill here, you have seen the crummy imitations all over the place. The whole world of zombie films has never appealed to me. I do not "get" what is attractive about the idea of the walking dead. It is an insult against Christians, and I (for one) resent the intent.
See? Something terribly odd happens to corpses, and they get up (un-naturally!) and begin limping around scaring townspeople? This is where you believing folk come in. But the big intervention, by which corpses start doing that type of thing, is just not mentioned. So the other end of zombie-dom is the super hero gig. Huge market there! What was it this time, a radioactive brownie eaten? Was it a UFO granting psychic powers? Anyhow, an inner transformation, from a source "outside and above" us is required here. The fix required to face the Sheriff on that great and terrible day, is that we be "made alive" in a way we were not, at human gestation and birth. I told you it was weird. We are calling this; this zombie gig the answer? Well actually, He is the One doing so, and we are just agreeing with the Guy. It is not the full answer though, it is only part of it.
We love stories about mistaken identity, about loss of memory, about confusion of persons, confusion of roles, reversal of fortune, based upon a "misunderstanding". The classic Bible riff here is that absurdity of Jacob and Mumsy ripping off his twin for "the birthright". Poor Esau! What did he do to deserve being sent off without the blessing, just because his criminal baby bro hoodwinked Pop? Jacob is "mistaken" for his twin. Actually, it wasn't a "mistake" but more a criminal endeavor, in order to get it, and importantly, he Jacob, is never hauled back to "return" what he stole!
At the heart of the Bible solution there is a case of mistaken identity! The Father "thinks" you are His fiercely loyal True Son! And all of your tirades and rantings to the effect that He's got the wrong gringo!...go unheard. Your insistence that you (like Jake) are the swindling con-man, and He is "confused" about you, fall on deaf ears! Once the "switch" is in place, it's a done deal, and He refuses (!) to ever think of you otherwise. Wait a minute, this is the answer? Says who? Who even has ideas like this? Ah, but we are not yet done.
The way "home" (oddly enough) is to a place you have never been. Eden is closed to us now. We will never return to that innocent paradise. We know too much, we have been wrecked in the fall, but more to our point here; there is no proper place left for us...except the King's palace! It is like political refugees taking up residence at the White House! Dorothy at Oz could not get in, she was rejected out of hand, until the whole shoe thing was brought up. We are at the mafia bosses' headquarters, doing the peephole, and secret knock thing, except we will never gain entrance, unless the Boss Himself acknowledges, "Yeah, he's mine, let him in". We are admitted into a place we do not "belong", (deal with it) based upon Another's doing, for Another's glory, due to the kindness of Another, standing in bodies called alive by Another, clothed with Another's reputation for honesty, and (frankly) we are admitted...for His sake! We breathe His air standing in bodies He built, responding to His call, we say "Yes Sir!".
It isn't for your sake, that you were saved! What a weird answer, to an unsolvable, and unavoidable problem. Further, the church knows but refuses to say, that you will never accept His "fix" for the situation, you neither can nor will agree with Him without some serious assistance! We are junkies, and despair is our drug. We alone, we of ourselves, will never call. Weirdest of all, you can call and many have, and many shall, at any time, for that help! We in truth, were never really "of ourselves"!
Our testimony is; "I called, and He heard!". And that is "true enough"!
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