Buck Up Special Dog

             It was probably twenty years ago now....while listening to R. C. Sproul's radio program Renewing Your Mind....that he dropped his guard for a moment and mentioned how some in the religious academic community had mockingly referred to him as Le folle (madman) Sproul. The discouragement was evident in his voice. It startled me a little.....and I never forgot it. I remember a similar moment with Hank Hanegraaff with his ministry warning us of the cults and false prophets....and even also one with Rush Limbaugh.....and another with former South Carolina Senator Jim DeMint.....where he dejectedly told a radio host that at times it seemed as if he was the only one in the Senate fighting for America. The host quickly responded....."Buck up man.....we've got your back."
             I had hoped that this year would at least see Donald Trump out of the picture....where I would not have to warn about him so often....but I should have known better.....eighty books on him informed me ever so clearly that a man like this will continue to cause trouble....because rage is all that he offers....all that he can produce.
             Sometimes I think that I would like to take up golf again. It's been over forty years....and they may make make clubs today where I could at least keep the drive in the fairway. I'd like to pick up the guitar again....or a canvas and oils. It's been a half a century on that....and I have always wanted to be fluent in another language.....but all these things take time....and there is little time.....and that time must be spent on things that are most important.
             Oh yes this is a pity party. I have one about once a year. Well....at least once a year....but even as I write this I know that it is no more than stopping your RV.....(another thing I'd like to get into).....to discharge the waste and then keep on going.....for within the hour I will be cutting grass....with my wireless headphones on....giving yet another sermon....(this is every day....sometimes two and three times a day)....from some preacher from the past.....usually Spurgeon or Ryle but it could be anybody who preached with such a wonderful unction for the salvation of souls....and who warned those under his care that he loved.
              Only a few days ago there was a Spurgeon sermon that also startled me....for he was so honest with his congregation....as he laid out those times in his life where he questioned himself.....but the sermon then turned to Christ....and I was rejoicing.....as I'm sure Spurgeon's congregation was....before the sermon ended.
               We have to be honest with each other....for not being so is fakery. This pity party....where it seems as if I'm the only one who knows the extent of the trouble this nation is in....(oh you think you know? Well it goes way beyond socialism....to the very core of our own hearts....and God's warning directly to us.)....this pity party began last night....but turning to read in Jeremiah.....bucked me up.....to use that phrase.....and even in writing these few paltry paragraphs....the pity party is over....and I have grass to cut....and a wonderful sermon from the past to listen to....and souls to pray for....possibly you....and a wonderful and majestic and loving yet coming in judgment Savior and King in whom to rejoice!