The reason to tune into MadPx Mondays is because you’re sick of wallowing in the muck with those who have no hope. Whatever else you think or know, you’re one of us who want to stand amidst the ruins with your head lifted up, confident in the approaching mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ to be revealed in glory on that Great Day. As you wait without sure knowledge of the hour or moment, you do have sure knowledge that the present trials are not worth comparing with the resurrection of the Sons of God.
Personally, I think the next three weeks are going to get pretty rough. Objectively, I know that the next three months are going to put the screws to us. Whether the G7 2021 war game of #monkeypox was strategic prophecy or not, the record setting gas prices have no reason to slow down, dragging food, goods, and commodities prices higher as they go. If all-cause mortality—whether from gene therapy injury, fentanyl overdosing, or the ongoing string of public shootings—is the tip of the demographic disaster iceberg that it seems to be, it is difficult to imagine what lies beneath the surface.
Printing more money won’t make your savings last longer and suing Dominion Voting Systems won’t help Ketanji Jackson Brown or any of the thousands of next era school teachers and lawyers she represents figure out what a woman is. That nearly all of these societal ills were shared with the elite society of pre-30s Weimar Germany doesn’t soften the pill.
“Wisdom is in the sight of him who has understanding, But the eyes of a fool are on the ends of the earth.”
“Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the perilous pestilence.”
“Rest in the Jesus Christ, and wait patiently for Him; Do not fret because of him who prospers in his way, because of the man who brings wicked schemes to pass.”
“If we had forgotten the name of our God, or stretched out our hands to a foreign god, would not God search this out? For He knows the secrets of the heart. Yet for Your sake we are killed all day long; We are accounted as sheep for the slaughter.”
“As for the saints who are on the earth, ‘They are the excellent ones, in whom is all my delight.’ … The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places; Yes, I have a good inheritance…. Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoices; My flesh also will rest in hope. For You will not leave my soul in Sheol, nor will You allow Your Holy One to see corruption.”
“Yet who knows whether you have come to the kingdom for such a time as this?”
You know. I know. We know.
Till angel cry and trumpet sound,
The Mad Christian
Artwork: “Cardinal and Theological Virtues” Artist: Raphael