Time does not stop. The clock always ticks away. History moves on. There are various people and different scenes on the stage of life. Every day, a drama takes place and another scene is completed. The next day, the world wakes to resume the story. All of this will continue until the end of time, when history is completed and my Son will come in glory to gather the elect from the four corners of the world.

Anyone can see that nothing stands still. All is in movement. And what are the forces that shape the narrative? Is the script written ahead of time? Are men and women just actors who speak lines and perform deeds that have been plotted out ahead of time? Not at all. Each has their assigned role but each person is free to accept their great call to be a part of God’s story or to rebel against him and create their own story – a story of death and tragedy.

That is what is happening on the human scene. People have set aside the original script, the original story that was meant to unfold into a story of life and of happiness. Instead, a story of death comes forth and now two stories are intermingled. The story of God is life. The story of man, written apart from God, is the story of death.

How evident all of this is. Human history is a mixture of life and death. Life given by God. Death introduced by man.

Which way will the story go? Here we come to the modern era. Oh, the question has been present, in every age. But, now the story comes to a climax. Yes, I say, a climax and all are witnessing the beginning parts of the climax. This is no longer the same question as in past centuries. Certainly, there were wars and collapses of empires. There were plagues and famines, but these only involved sections of the world. Now all the world is intertwined. The economies are global. The weapons are atomic (or worse). The ability to truly conquer the whole world does lie in the hands of man. See this clearly. Everything is on the table. Everything. All of history. All of human life, the whole world as you know it. That is why I speak and why my words are so vital. Can I make myself any clearer?