We Need A Media Intervention. Let there be HOPE.
My body sore from a rare Saturday of total play in the superheat, I stuffed two pillows behind me and tried to ignore the throbs in my neck. If I wanted to look left, I had to do it in slow-motion.
If I wanted to walk leftward, I had to walk like a crab. Sitting on the bed with my coffee carefully cradled between my thighs--a risk worth taking for a few minutes of solitude on the other end of the house--I settled for the digital version of the Word of God since my new Message Bible was without of reach unless I wanted a good scalding from steaming java or worsen my neck pain.
It had taken me fifteen minutes to get this comfortable. I was not about to mess it up. I opened the Bible app and slam-bam there it was, the verse of the day probably meticulously chosen by someone somewhere, but God using it to speak to my heart.
Feeling led to return to the beginning of 2 Corinthians from where the verse of the day had been, I jumped at the sight of the text before me.
"For we do not want you to be uninformed, brothers and sisters, about our trouble in [the West Coast Province of] Asia [Minor], how we were utterly weighed down, beyond our strength, so that we despaired even of life itself.
Indeed, we felt within ourselves that we had received the sentence of death [and were convinced that we would die, but this happened] so that we would not trust in ourselves, but in God who in raises the dead.
He rescued us from so great a threat of death, and will continue to rescue us. On Him we have set our hope. And He will again rescue us [from danger and draw us near]."
2 Corinthians 1:8-10 AMP
Doesn't it sound like something written in modern-day?
Be encouraged, dear friends, that Hope lives. I know, it's hard to tell if one is swimming in updates. I've never before in my life thought updates could be so unhealthy as they are now.
I've been down the road where notifications and alerts from phone apps drove me up the wall or into despair, thinking I was crazy or some alone fool living in the dark ages, wishing for a soul to sit over tea with me, not caring about what was unfolding from their scroll-ing.
They are calling 2020 many names but I'm refusing to dub it hell. Long has the enemy desired to claim what was already the Lord's. There's so much suffering but letting "hell on earth" seep from my lips has only, in the past, appeared to create more of that reality; at least in my mind--what I choose to see.
We Need A Media Intervention.
Will you join me in prayer that the mainstream media will be touched by Good News and find itself sharing things not necessarily profitable pocket-wise, but health-wise?
I feel led to do this according to some things the Lord showed me in His Word, which I won't share today. But please join me in praying for the Lord to highlight his glory on the Earth so people can be filled with Light and Hope for the time we call now.
There are some outlets already doing this and it brings joy to my heart to see the Light. Let's do the opposite of what our present reality or human logic might argue. Let's speak Life over 2020 and the years to come.
Let's get big and bold and believe prayers we give voice to, back by faith, and find ourselves speak-living them out.
In peace and with faith,