The sky is caving in! Or so it seems. People are trying to go back to what they know as normal and nothing will ever be the same again as far as their eyes can see. And its about how the changing world and how much we can or will tolerate. No, I don’t mean that we shouldn’t try to stop the planned onslaught of plagues and devised cures, the cashless society that will place us all in slavery, or the world-wide famines induced to save the planet—The idea generated by the events taking place comes across loud and clear: Save the earth but not the people who live on the it!

This world, if the history of recurring climate fluctuation is reviewed, has really not changed very much, nor has it ever been due to a reaction to people living on it! The plans for the New World Order have dubious value for function-able life on earth! And it is terrifying to have one’s eyes open while the rug is swept out from under us and we have no more options. Or do we?

When the crunch comes down even in the worst possible light some people will be able to see good even in the evil chaos around them. For many of us, it seems impossible to have faith right now! And if we need faith? then in what or Whom? Is God still alive? Does He even care what is happening all around us? If not then we are all certainly doomed.

Maybe the better question would be, if this is indeed God’s hand allowing a changing world, then why are we depressed? I guess it all boils down to, IF GOD IS IN CONTROL, then why am I worried? Do I really believe in God anyway? Have I gone along in the abundance of my life taking for granted all that is good, ever seeking my own security? Is it plausible that Hashem has given free reign to evil and those who go along with it to separate the good from the bad, those who love truth from those who embrace lies? If the evil monarchs of our time, and those who embrace them, unite, will they be an easy target for Hashem to destroy?

Sennacherib’s army of 185,000 was destroyed in one night back in the days of King Hezekiah. The prophet told him not to worry about it because Hashem was going to take care of it. Whom do we rely on today to encourage us, now that we seemingly do not have any prophets?

Perhaps the problem of this threatened siege has to do with our dire need to ingest the Word of Hashem—The Torah. No I don’t mean interpretations of the Torah, I mean all of the Tanakh including the Torah. We can find many stories of like situations and deliverance. Perhaps if we really look at our lives we will see where we need to shake off the dust of imported exilic mentality and embrace our true Hebrew covenant with Hashem. Many of the towers of today’s greatest religious leaders are falling all around us. It is time to individually connect with Hashem. Time to seek Him with all our hearts. He is there! A few of us know He is there, do you?

First of all get right with God, then add gratitude for the things we still have. Complaining about what is being taken away will only lead us down the road to a life of misery. Imagine being in a concentration camp. Thank God for what things we still have. Hashem is able to stretch those things so that we have no lack. Yes we are in a time that threatens swallow us alive!

There is an ancient story of the prophet Elijah when he had been hiding out by a small stream from the wicked King Ahab during a famine. Every day the ravens brought him a piece of bread until the stream dried up. Then the word of Hashem came to him, directing him to go to a widow that he should lodge with. When he arrived the widow was gathering a bit of firewood to cook her last meal for herself and her son. Elijah asked her to serve him first and promised that the oil and the flour would last as long as it was needed. The widow’s faith was strong enough to make the last cake for him. When she had finished cooking the small cake over the fire, she found more oil in the oil jar and more flour meal in the flour bin. And according to the story in Tanakh, this supply did not run out until the end of the famine. Could this happen today? Do we trust God enough to hang on with Emunah so that His Hand will provide for us? Or will we be like the Israelites in the desert complaining about everything, constantly wishing to go back to the land of normal? Can we live in discomfort and still be happy? That, I think is the question!