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Listening To The Wind Chimes
Bob Neumann, 12/2004
A SHORT VISION AND RHEMA…
It is TUESDAY…It is DECEMBER 7th…I just got off the phone with my friend Harley. At the beginning of the conversation he mentioned just watching an EAGLE fly overhead. He mentioned the local squirrels and birds who usually were active at this time of day had all hunkered down until THE PREDATOR was no longer around. While we talked I could hear the wind was just tearing through the wind chimes on the front of the house. Continuously chiming for all the time we were on the phone. From the sound of the wind we were getting gusts of 40-50 miles per hour. As I sat and watched out the front of my house I watched the 3 sets of wind chimes spin and move with the wind. With each gust the chimes moved and the house creaked. And me being the perpetual optimist thought, HOW MUCH COULD THIS HOUSE TAKE? The thought centered around “wind”. Throughout the time I was on the phone I had noticed two things. The gusts were definitely getting stronger, and the dog was not in any of her usual places. I found her in the bedroom on the floor with her head down and tail unmoving. My wife was pleasantly snoring away and oblivious to the wind or the dog’s unease. So I left the two of them upstairs and went back to watch the wind.
So far today I have kept the TV off, ran two short errands and stayed still and quiet. Today is TUESDAY. It is also PEARL HARBOR DAY. As I pondered that I had a little journey. Where I had been looking through a large windowed vista, what was now before me was open. A strong cold wind was blowing as I looked out into a rainy, gloomy world. Like in my home, I was looking down. And instead of a road and other houses, all I saw was darkness.
What I was looking through was an opening in a stone wall. Over my head was a ceiling of sorts. So I was standing in a window of a keep or a well built walled area. My first thought was “interesting”. Then I heard a shout.. “THE BARBARIANS ARE AT THE GATE”…. My first thought was whether they “brought their invitations this time”. At that time I heard running footsteps overhead. Obviously someone was awake and sober…and ready. It was then I heard a familiar voice ask a question: “WITH THE BARBARIANS AT YOUR GATES, WHAT DO YOU DO WITH THE PSYCHOPATHS AND SOCIOPATHS INSIDE?”
You can plan to defend yourself from outside attack. But what do you do with the PREDATORS already inside? Harley’s EAGLE soared overhead. Everything vulnerable found a bolt hole. When the EAGLE left the area, or found his dinner elsewhere, things would return to normal.
It all depends what NORMAL means.
There was a time where a people lived in PEACE and Safety. They worked hard and watched the world around them. Some watched the events of the world and voiced their concern. Some said if we stay out of other people’s situations their problems would never concern us. They called themselves isolationists.
Then one day word came that one of their cities had been attacked, their fleet was decimated, and war had come to them. FDR said that December 7th was a day of INFAMY….a day that should never be forgotten. Later we found that THE AXIS nations had developed extensive networks for espionage and sabotage against this people who had been content to sit and watch.
I share this VISION and RHEMA with all who have eyes to see and ears to here. There is coming a time where we all will have to have an answer to HIS QUESTION.
Selah bob, an old dog