Oktober is die mooiste maand

If we were in Pretoria, October would be described in a poem by C. Louis Leipoldt as the prettiest month of the year, “die mooiste maand”.

 

The second month of spring, flowers would be in bloom and South Africa’s capital city would be full of colour.

 

For those with sensitive noses and hay fever, October in Pretoria would probably not be the most awesome time of the year.

 

October saw the 1917 revolution in Russia, led by Vladimir Lenin which was ultimately responsible for untold human misery and suffering. Not all seeds bloom into something good.

 

The idea of a seed germinating and sprouting into a mature plant is in keeping with a phrase in prayer that has emerged lately as I seek Him: that He would send out workers into the harvest field. The harvest field is out there and the fields are ripe for harvest, souls that are ready to believe in Him.

 

In the U.S. this past month, I have closely followed the Senate confirmation process for Brett Kavanaugh and it all came to a dramatic conclusion last Saturday with a narrow vote to confirm. In the Twitterverse, everyone was talking about it.

 

At the same time this was happening, Franklin Graham was in Monterey, Mexico holding a rally and sending out an invitation to the unsaved.

 

I would guess very few were paying attention. All eyes were on Washington D.C. And yet, this was where the action was really happening.

 

It is proper for the Believer to pray for all those in authority who rule over him or her, whether in the legislative, executive or judiciary:

 

“I urge, then, first of all, that petitions, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for all people— for kings and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness.” (1 Timothy 2:1 – 2, NIV)

 

This is a matter of being able to live in peace, on earth. Of more importance however are eternal concerns, and Franklin Graham was right in the thick of it:

 

“Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field.” (Matthew 9:38, NIV).

A brewski for the good judge

I was backing Justice Kavanaugh – I thought he was sand-bagged pretty badly by the Democrats, and I just don’t buy that he did what he was accused of. The truth, whatever it may be, always comes out.

 

However in church on Sunday following the Senate vote, I was reminded that the Supreme Court and the constitution – of any country – is a temporary thing in the light of eternity.

 

I watched the protesting mobs wailing like banshees and howling like lunatics, a picture for me of people who seek a judge to rule the way they want. Boy, would they be surprised on meeting the absolute Judge.

 

Our Judge is also the architect of our salvation, something for which we will be eternally grateful.

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