Towering Vulnerabilities

Poem for the Day

Twin Ghost:  American dilemma

Catalyst of superficial jingoism

Forgotten wake-up call to a dead body

Stimulus for a sleeping cadaver

God’s 5 minutes of fame

Harbinger of dhimmitude

Ultimate reality TV

Harshin’ your high-end hubris

Dirge for a nation of unperturbed shoppers

Mass grave and trade-show

 I HAIL YOU THIS DAY !

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Or those eighteen who died when the tower in Siloam fell on them—
do you think they were more guilty than all the others living in Jerusalem?
I tell you, no! But unless you repent, you too will all perish.”  Then he told this parable:
“A man had a fig tree, planted in his vineyard, and he went to look for fruit on it, but did not find any.
So he said to the man who took care of the vineyard, ‘For three years now I’ve been coming to look for fruit on this fig tree and haven’t found any. Cut it down! Why should it use up the soil?’
“‘Sir,’ the man replied, ‘leave it alone for one more year, and I’ll dig around it and fertilize it. If it bears fruit next year, fine! If not, then cut it down.’”    [Luke 13:4-9, NIV]

Pride of Man

I have been hearing a lot of testimonies on the radio about people who survived 9-11.

I had to share this YouTube of one of my favorite songs .

The lyrics are poetry and they are prophecy. They recall 2 verses from Isaiah:

There will be on every high mountain
      And on every high hill
      Rivers and streams of waters,
      In the day of the great slaughter,
      When the towers fall.   [30:25 ]

Your heart will meditate on terror:
      “ Where is the scribe?
      Where is he who weighs?
Where is he who counts the towers?” [33:18]

Pride of Man  by Quicksilver Messenger Service (1968)

Turn around, go back down / back the way you came,
Can’t you see that flash of fire
ten times brighter than the day?

And behold a mighty city broken in the dust again,

Oh God, Pride of Man, broken in the dust again…

Turn around, go back down / back the way you came,
Babylon is laid to waste / Egypt’s buried in her shame,
The mighty men are all beaten down / their kings are fallen in the ways,
Oh God, Pride of Man, broken in the dust again…

Turn around, go back down
back the way you came,

Terror is on every side,  lo, our leaders are dismayed.
For those who place their faith in fire
in fire their faith shall be  repaid,

Oh God, Pride of Man, broken in the dust again…

Turn around / go back down / back the way you came,
And shout a warning unto the nation that the sword of God is raised.
Yes, Babylon, that mighty city / rich in treasure, wide in fame,

Oh God, Pride of Man, broken in the dust again…

The meek shall cause your tower to fall,
make of you a pyre of flame,

Oh, you who dwell on many waters,
rich in treasure, wide in fame –

you bow unto your God of gold,
your pride of might shall be your shame,

For only God can lead His people back unto the Earth again.

Oh God, Pride of Man, broken in the dust again.

Thy Holy mountain be restored, have mercy on thy people,
thy people, Lord!