Abraham Lincoln–Nov. 8, 1863-One month after his Thanksgiving Proclamation and a little more than a week before he gave the Gettysburg Address
It was the month of October 1863.
A silvery, Indian Summer haze drifted over the White House as the leaves on the trees, starved of summer’s extended light, were beginning to turn vibrant shades of red, orange, and yellow.
And the American Civil War was raging.
Can you feel it?
It’s getting stronger by the day.
The shaking, I mean.
Because we are being shaken!
And it’s only the beginning of sorrows.
All–meaning every single created thing–that can be shaken will be shaken! It’s a profound and somber thought or at least it should be, especially among professing Christians.
I have a sense of urgency.
As much as I want to go about my everyday life as if nothing is happening, I just can’t.
Many friends and relatives of mine…they just seem to blindly muddle and struggle through each day without a thought of what is coming.
They are totally and completely oblivious to the freight train that is screaming down the track toward them.
Whatever you may believe, your soul is eternal (this means your soul will exist forever and ever and ever). In fact, right this minute, as you read this blog post, you are, and always have been an eternal being. You have a soul and a spirit. When you die, you (all of us) will simply take our last breath in this realm of reality and our next breath in another dimension of reality. We will all live on in eternity being exactly the identity we are now. You will not be reincarnated into a frog or a turtle or a horse or into any other created thing. You will be YOU—Steve, Charlie, Susie, Mark, Bonnie, Margaret—you get the picture.