Battle Cry

My mind keeps thinking of how Jeremiah pictured Rachel, risen from her grave, weeping over the children of Israel being carried into captivity in Babylon. How many times have we wept with Rachel for Israel? Surely, now is a time for us to rise and weep over the captivity of our children. The captivity of their hearts and minds...the seemingly unstoppable procession of children marching off to their deaths at the hands of drug addiction, sexual perversion, and a world system deceived by relativism. The parents, grandparents, and friends grieving today will tell you that there is nothing at all relative about what happened at that school in Florida, yesterday. The hands they held for the last time were very real flesh and blood, and the caskets they'll close in the coming weeks are very material testaments to a very real and present evil.
In Jeremiah 31:16-17, God comforts Rachel with the promise that "they shall come again from the land of the enemy...there is hope in thine end...thy children shall come again to their own border." We must weep with the promise in mind, but the weeping is a prerequisite of the promise. God help us and guard us against minds that are desensitized and hearts hard to the reality of what evil unchecked is determined to accomplish. The days of nominal Christianity are over. Today, we repent and we weep...and our weeping serves as a battle cry to the God of Heaven. He has been ready to avenge, but He is waiting for our cry.