As a child I sat spellbound on Sunday mornings watching our preacher pound his fist, wipe his brow and predict the end of the world. Again and again.
In the lobby hung a painting of Dallas. Cars plunged from the mixmaster. Planes crashed into buildings. Jesus stood on the clouds above the metroplex beckoning a legion of ascending disembodied spirits home to heaven.
The second coming. It was imminent, our pastor said, because the world couldn’t get any worse.
When dining on pop culture rags and headline news every day it’s easy to believe everything and everyone (except you and me of course) is dangling on the precipice of hell. Cynicism and pessimism grow like kudzu fertilized by the crap pointed out to us incessantly.
Before we know it we’re hopeless.
The hopeless don’t believe there are homes enough for the orphaned. Or food enough for the hungry. Or missionaries enough for the millions who haven’t yet heard about Jesus around the world.
The hopeless have quit. They pray and drop their ten percent in the plate out of duty, not expectancy. The world is busted – irreparably busted. End of story.
But the bible tells me a different story this morning. The rest of the story. And so do the stats.
The wheat and weeds grow together – good and evil – both taller and taller each day. In the end – and we don’t know when the end is – the Farmer will return to harvest them both.
While we wait, we grow, we spread, our shoots reaching the unreached, releasing this one from poverty and that one from fear and…
While we grow, so do the weeds, siphoning our water, leaning hard against our stalks, getting us tangled up in each other, blocking our shoots, quietly rerouting them into circular paths that go nowhere at all.
But we grow anyway.
Don’t be fooled: Isaiah says the weeds will never outgrow the wheat. One day…
“Never again will there be
an infant who lives but a few days,
or an old man who does not live out his years;
the one who dies at a hundred
will be thought a mere child;
the one who fails to reach a hundred
will be considered accursed.They will build houses and dwell in them…
plant vineyards and eat their fruit.
…will not labor in vain,
nor bear children doomed to misfortune;The wolf and the lamb will feed together,
and the lion will eat straw like the ox,
and dust will be the serpent’s food.
They will neither harm nor destroy
on all my holy mountain,”
says the LORD.
I believe Christ is coming back. That belief is bolstered not only by the growing evil in this world, but also by the growing good.
Watch it grow in this video.
Dee says:
That is so stinkin’ cool!
Jeanna Baker says:
Wow, loved it! My sister in law were talking a couple months back about how we grew up during those doom and gloom days of the church. We talked about how that negativity of every sermon seeped into our souls and made it so hard to actually DESIRE being a Christian. My husband, on seeing such hardships, such senseless evil and hate in this world, turned his anger to God. He did become hopeless, and completely disenfranchised. We’ve come through that now, but it weighs on me. As a parent, I worry for my children. I want the church we attend to preach love and the power of a single person when God works through them. I am blessed to have found that. I am glad that you showed the good, the growth, that is our world. And who would’ve thought statistics could be interesting??
Sara Ison says:
Shaun, I really needed to read this. I thank God for giving you such a encouraging and inspiring entry this morning.
Sara @ Happy Brown House says:
If only all of my college classes had been that cool…
Adam says:
I am flooded with memories of that same childhood and hope that others see this also. He is coming, but what in the world are we doing before He gets here? We should be busy about doing His business. Thank you for the encouragement Shaun!
Katie says:
I read that passage this morning, too!
rhonda says:
Hmm…do you follow Hans on twitter too? He makes being a fellow nerd look pretty cool. 😉 (okay, okay, so he is way cooler than I ever could be)
All joking aside, I needed your message today. (I’ve seen Hans’ message before). I get overwhelmed that my little bit is making any difference at all, and you reminded me that its not me that is making the difference…its God.
Thanks.
JessicaB says:
Well.
That was downright interesting.
cara says:
I needed that too! Wow!
jen says:
Oh, that was so very cool! I wish I had had that last year when my kids and I were studying the 20th century!
JavaJoy says:
“the wheat and weeds grow together”
This reminder is going to help me tremendously next time I start to feel hopelessly outnumbered. Thank you!
Jason says:
That was amazing