I always wondered as a child
what these words meant, “Lo, the day is coming, blazing like an oven”. They
come from the Book of the Prophet Malachi and they are words expressing God’s
anger by coming like a blazing fire.
I supposed what always confused
me was the Blazing fire reference. Because that was the nick-name we gave a nun
in grade school, blazing fire, I can tell you her left hand was a blazing
weapon.
She was my teacher in fourth
grade in the days when we had those many air raid drills where we had to hide
under our desks when the sirens were heard. I remember it well, “Shades down
and under the desk” preparing for the real thing.
Yes, only a drill, but they
were important drills, preparing for the worse, yet, hoping for the best, in
case of some type of an enemy attack.
Drills preformed with perfection prevent the real thing from being unfamiliar
to us. We’ll be ready. Today, our drill, our lockdown, is for real and should
and must be practiced with perfection. If so, we will survive.
One day in fourth grade I was
being disciplined by blazing fire herself, for something I’m sure I didn’t do,
and then she punished me by walking me by the ear, into the long narrow cloakroom
and closed the door. There I was all alone.
Suddenly, the air raid sirens
started to blare and I could hear through the walls the scampering about of the
kids sliding under their desks, pulling down the shades and Blazing fire herself,
barking out her orders. But they forgot about me.
But, in that closet they also
kept the pretzel bag, full of freshly baked salted pretzels that would be sold that
day at recess. And they smelled so good.
Temptation got the best of me
and I pulled up a strip of ten pretzels from inside the bag and tried to break one
off, just one little pretzel, but, it slipped and a strip of 10 pretzels fell
on the dirty hardwood floor exactly right next to the closed door that led into
the classroom.
Thank God, the siren muffled
the sound, but I knew that plenty of loose salt fell all over the filthy floor
and if I didn’t clean that up, big trouble, the wrath of a nun called blazing
fire would be upon me.
I threw the pretzels back into
the bag, but for the life of me I couldn’t think of anything to sweep up all
that salt. So, I was on all fours, pushing the salt in every direction away
from the door.
The air raid sirens stopped and
the cloak room door opened and there, Blazing fire herself came in, and there I
was on hands and knees almost kissing the floor, blowing away the remains of
any salt. Talk about trembling fear. But, something strange happened.
She reached down and helped me
up, and apologized for leaving me all alone in the closet, and then commented,
“but how good and obedient you were, down on your hands and knees, praying during
the air raid drill.
But she said some powerful
words that I live by, “Always be prepared, for some day when you least expect
it, it will be the real deal”.
Those words are like the real
meaning of life. We don’t know when God
will call us. And every day is a drill and someday a drill will be the real
deal. Thank you blazing fire.
“Lo, the day is coming, blazing like an oven”. Of course, Jesus will come in all his glory, but God also tells us before all of this, there will be persecutions. We’re told, persecution will not merely be an occasional episode, rather, it will be an “indisputable reality” for the Church and for individual Christians. We know not the day, but we know to be prepared.
There is that old expression that says, “You know the
drill”. Make every day a drill for
Jesus’ coming, be prepared, because one day, when we least expect it, it will be
the real deal.
But
for all of us in the midst of this terrible nightmare, we know the drill. We
must stay safe by adhering to the words of Blazing Fire, “always be prepared”,
by staying inside.
We
must also pray for every person and ask for God’s healing. And when this is all said and done it will echo
a Scripture verse in Jeremiah,
“I
will turn their mourning into joy, I will comfort and give them gladness of
heart. I will lavish choice portions upon the priests, and my people shall be
filled with my blessings, says the Lord”. God Bless!
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