The twenty-third day of Abib in the 2729th year of our dispersion.

I found a new Wikipedia article today: Christian Torah-Submission. I find it amazing that this article reflects such a positive opinion on the subject. I can only imagine what will happen when the orthodox Christians get hold of it. In my experience, they tend to guard their "liberty" fiercely. No one can be "holier" or set to a higher standard. I have found that it is very offensive for them to consider the idea that someone else is obeying יהוה to a greater extent and will therefore receive greater favor in this life and in the next; it is much safer if everyone is either hell-bound or heaven-bound. There might be the difference of reward, but they plan on casting all of their crowns at the feet of Jesus anyway. If you were to ask the particularly unscrupulous under-shepherds, though, those who give to the church can expect no end of divine favors...

Days like today, I feel like a grain of sand in the deep blue sea. יהוה is hard at work, moving on a huge scale, preparing to execute His plan, and stirring the hearts of men and women everywhere, and all I can see are the little grains of sand right around me. I wish I knew His plan and His timeline. I wish I knew what to expect. All I do know is that I must repent and obey, and teach others to do so. Many will hear the message but few will truly accept it in their very hearts. That is the way it has always been. Only two adults that were at the foot of the mountain Sinai saying "Yes, Lord, we promise to obey your commandments" ended up making it to Canaan. The rest died because they didn't really believe or care to obey. Life was too much for them. Two out of hundreds of thousands. Perhaps true believers really are one in a million.

I wonder if, later on, we ever really will understand what is going on now. I wish a prophet would come and tell me how I am doing. Perhaps it is selfish to wish for such things. Or perhaps I am just not diligent enough to examine the words that have already been written. I do believe that more information than I could ever dream of is already there waiting for me to discover it. But it is difficult for a twenty-first century technology-dependent sedentary spoiled brat like myself to relate to such an old and such a wonderful book.