I am a witness to the world as it dies around me. But it isn't just simply dying. It is being brutalized, tortured, raped and torn to death. It isn't just giving up the ghost, as the cliche goes. It is being mutilated and with each deformity, dying. I am seeing it in humanity. I am seeing it in nature. I am a witness. But I ask Him, what else can I do other than be a Witness?

I am giving up much in my pursuit of Christ. But I realize at the same time, I am gaining much. I am becoming sensitive to the world around me and in my discovery, finding pain, sorrow, anguish, hatred, chaos. And I am not running away from this, but embracing this view into the world I live in. I can see the heart of Christ in all of this, the sorrow, pain, and anguish piercing each cell of His heart. What I am beholding in humanity is controlled chaos. It doesn't frighten me, but to the heart, it saddens me. I see what the world is without Christ. I see what the world is without the law of self-sacrificing love. A world teetering on the brink of eternity. Heavenly Father, continue to show me the unfolding of this world's last history. Amen