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I knelt on the cold stone floor of the ancient chapel, my eyes drawn to the flickering candlelight dancing on the stained glass. The words of Deuteronomy echoed in my mind, as clear as if they’d been spoken aloud. “The nations you will dispossess listen to those who practice sorcery or divination. But as for you, the Lord your God has not permitted you to do so.”
God had been clear in His instruction. He’d raise a prophet from among us, an echo of Moses himself. A voice of reason in this world gone mad. A beacon in the darkness. This was His promise, and I clung to it like a lifeline.
My heart pounded in my chest, matching the rhythm of my thoughts. It was true – God had always given us a chance to change our ways before the hammer fell. He sent Noah before the flood, a lone voice crying out in the wilderness for nearly a century.
And Jesus? He’d paid the ultimate price, offering His life as a bridge between us and our Creator. His sacrifice was an open invitation to choose God’s ways over our own.
But were we listening?
America, Russia, China – they were all children under the same sky, each given a chance to repent and change their course. But what if they didn’t? The end would come regardless. It wasn’t a matter of if but when.
Could we stop the violence? Could we halt this march towards self-destruction? My heart ached at the thought of it – entire nations obliterated, generations wiped out in the blink of an eye.
A bitter laugh escaped my lips. Luxury? Watching nuclear weapons launch was far from it. It was more like staring into the abyss while it stared right back.
The Promised Land wasn’t some physical location on Earth – it was heaven itself, where peace reigned eternal. That was our ultimate destination, the end goal of our mortal journey.
I, as a witness, could only testify and hope. Hope that my words would inspire a change, ignite a spark in the hearts of those who heard. And maybe, just maybe, that spark would grow into a flame bright enough to light the way to repentance.
And so, I prayed. Prayed for the world, for peace, and for the strength to continue bearing witness to His truth.
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