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Robert Lampros | 12 comments Free paperback for review, email rlampros27@yahoo.com with your mailing address and I'll send you one copy of Last Year's Resolution, an Apocalyptic romantic comedy about a famous writer fighting for life and salvation with the woman he loves.


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Robert Lampros | 12 comments Seasons

The concept of seasons strikes me as an important aspect of the world that is being overlooked by this generation. Not long ago seasons dictated people’s schedules, diets, the nature of their work, how they spent their free time. Generally speaking, time of year determined a lot about the specifics of people’s lives. When it was Spring, the farmers planted seeds. When it was Fall, they harvested crops. In Winter people chopped and burned firewood. In Summer they swam in rivers and lakes. The concept of seasons might also apply on a spiritual level, concerning times when people should mourn and pray, versus times when people should rejoice and celebrate.

Imagine an old man drawing water from a well in front of his farmhouse. A rider approaches up the dusty road toward his farm, dismounts, and hands the old man a letter. He opens it and reads that his eldest son has just been wounded and has lost his leg in the war. That evening the man goes down into his cellar to get some more firewood, and on his way to the log pile he spots a bottle of whiskey and an old phonograph, so he carries them upstairs. Feeling sad about his son’s misfortune, he decides he wants to forget all that negative stuff and have some fun, so he uncaps the bottle and plays his liveliest record on the phonograph, twirling around like a bird of paradise resolved to dance his troubles away. The next day he wakes up and remembers his son’s leg, and in despair recalls how the night before, his sadness had vanished once he’d started drinking and dancing, so he resolves to do the same thing that night.

It seems like for the most part our society reacts to tragedy similarly, focusing on happiness and fun when we should be mourning, praying, and searching for a better way, and then when peaceful times do arrive our souls are besieged by depression, anxiety, and guilt. Partying in the middle of a tragic season is like planting a bunch of seeds during the harvest. Nothing takes root and the farm loses its supply. For a more explicit metaphor, a family shouldn’t gather around the table for a game of Monopoly when there is a rabid panther crouching in the corner. They should tranquilize and bind the panther, call animal rescue, and commence the game of Monopoly in the safer more peaceful environment.

Patience might explain the mass confusion taking place today. Dependance on seasons left previous generations no choice but to wait patiently for their crops to grow, their annual income to be paid, and besides that everything took longer back then. People actually sat and prayed and thought about God back in the day, they read the Bible together instead of glancing at the daily quote on their Bible app and motoring off to their next coffee meeting or tv session. Call me insane but I think when a nation suffers as much bad news as America has suffered in the last two weeks, its people should turn their tv’s off, silence their cell phones, and start quietly listening for what almighty God is trying to say to us.

Of all the countries in history America shines as the most blessed, the most lavishly graced with mercy, resources, and power. On occasion we’ve proved worthy of God’s blessings, serving other nations by facilitating peace, and compassionately tending to our own citizens and others who needed help and support. At certain times God has blessed the U.S. with revival, prosperity, and peace exactly like He blessed Israel after its people laid aside their idols and got serious about serving Him again. Immediately, God welcomed them back with open arms, promising to dry their weeping eyes and make them a glorious nation, a place where joy and celebration would make sense. “There is a time for everything, and a season for every purpose under the heavens.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1)


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