We’ve Been Travelling In The Dark For Quite Some Time Now
September 26, 2024
Whilst driving at night on a lonely country road, you may have noticed there is little to nothing to see but the road ahead. It takes a lot of concentration and focus to drive at night. You have to keep your eyes on those white dotted lines that run dead-center up the road in front of you, because if you don’t, you are going to hit something, or something is going to hit you. I’m not even going to mention what danger you’ve put yourself in if you have been drinking alcohol.
Right now and for some time, we have been travelling along the road in the dark. We’ve been asked to put our high beams on because the road is very, very dangerous and we need to be able to see as far as possible ahead in case of danger. The speed at which our car is traveling, in itself, is dangerous.
If we take our eyes off the white line (PDF) and the lane we are moving along, we could easily hit the edge of the road where the pavement meets the gravel, and at these speeds that could spell disaster. There are drunk drivers on this road; it is a well-known fact. We were warned as we were leaving the last town before entering this wilderness area.
I remember clearly what the local policeman said as he waved us past his barrier checkpoint, “Don’t stop for anyone and keep your eyes on the little line ahead. The sides of the road are broken and often rugged and the gravel is stony and very slippery, and watch out for wild animals: they often feed along the sides of the road and can, without notice, dash out in front of your vehicle.”
Just like a spirit guide, the policeman’s voice can still be heard in our ear as we travel the last lap of our journey. It is very, very dark now; the moon has slipped behind some dark, ominous storm clouds that are moving towards us from the horizon ahead. There’s nasty weather coming –one more obstacle to make this part of our journey all the more hazardous.
The white line reminds me of the doggy-line MO letter as well as all the New Wine updates that we’ve been reading of late. And of course we know what it would mean if we were to drift just one degree off center at these speeds. As for the drunks, well the whole world is drunk… stoned senseless on mammon juice.
If you allow yourself to think you can travel along this stretch of road any other way than the way the policeman advised you to, then you will end up wrapped around one of those trees, or you might hit a wild animal or crash headlong into a drunk systemite.
There is only one way, one track and one line; if you follow any other, you will not end up at your destination. Jesus is the way, the truth and the only One who can keep you alive… Hey, watch out for that pothole! Let’s not forget potholes –or what they call manholes in this part of the world.
Yes, man is the greatest danger to you staying on or straying off the white center line. You get your eyes on the man and his world and before very long you will find yourself sitting down for a drink of some of that worldly wonder wine. And believe me, when (or if) you get back on the road, you will wonder why you stopped to take a sip.
With that storm approaching at the rate it is, I doubt very much you would ever get out of that drinking bar. More likely than not you’ll find yourself trapped there praying that you are not in some low-lying land depression. Remember what happened to Dad and his boys when they parked out overnight in that trucker’s spot?
Remember how the boys in that bar rejected the witness…which should remind you of the drunks all around you and their reaction to your witness (PDF). Dad and the boys should have hightailed it right out of there the minute the last drunk said “No thanks.”
One distraction, one deviation, one degree in any direction at this time and you will not reach the “Well done” rest area up ahead. Stay soaked in and obedient to the New Heavenly Wine that is coming down daily and always be listening to that policeman’s still small voice. The storm is coming fast, and believe me when I tell you that the drunks have little to no idea of its intensity and have certainly never before experienced a storm like this one.
READ MO Letter 2080 AND THEY KNEW NOT UNTIL THE FLOOD CAME (PDF)