The dragon stood on the shore of the sea. And I saw a beast coming out of the sea. It had ten horns and seven heads, with ten crowns on its horns, and on each head a blasphemous name.
While we ran errands yesterday, my husband called my attention to the ominous black and steel face in his rearview mirror. Before racism darts are thrown our way, please know this face framed the cab of a truck. Shiny as could be on this oversize-oversized work truck. It’s girth claimed the full lane. From its position high above the many average cars and trucks around, it reminded me of a venom-breathing dragon. Six-inch spikes protruded from the tires in place of lug nuts – or perhaps as a cover for them. The total effect resembled a medieval torture transformer. Is that even a thing?
We discussed the dangers of this machine. Tear up the tires of another vehicle if they came even close. Tear up one of those tiny cars I call roller skates – I truly believe you need a pair of them. The threat of injury and property damage was real.
What stunned me most was the overwhelming presence of darkness behind me. In fact, I became extra-aware of just how evil our world is. I praised God that Earth is not my home. Heaven is.
And in this darkness, we must share the Light of Jesus as we make our pilgrimage through. Others are waiting for us. They need someone to set them in the direction of Home. Introduce them to Jesus who’s waiting for them to turn from darkness and run to Him. Who will you invite to come along?
An old hymn went around and around in my head for the rest of the day. It’s still with me this morning.
I’m But a Stranger Here
I’m but a stranger here, Heav’n is my home.
Earth is a desert drear, Heav’n is my home.
Danger and sorrow stand round me on ev’ry hand;
Heaven is my fatherland, Heav’n is my home.