The Daze

From the beginning, time has been the silent weapon in the enemy’s hand. Lucifer’s rage was not born simply because he fell but because he knew his time was short. Since then, he has waged war through illusion, stretching the perception of time to make eternity feel distant and judgment seem unreal. (Constantly in scripture it mentions the kingdom is at hand a choice for each person to make while they have breath.) The world is told it has existed for billions of years, yet the oldest human writings barely reach back 5,500. The genealogies of Scripture trace creation to about six thousand years ago, a span that fits perfectly within the Creator’s design and mercy. But man prefers the comfort of distance. By believing the earth is ancient beyond comprehension, he silences the thought of accountability and dulls the urgency of truth. Peter warned that in the last days, people would mistake God’s patience for delay forgetting that with the Lord, one day is as a thousand years, not millions. Every prophecy and parable speaks of an appointed end, an expiration. Yet even as the world darkens, people carry on—buying, selling, marrying, celebrating—unaware that time itself is collapsing toward its close. It began with one moment of doubt in the garden. Eve questioned what death truly meant, and in that instant, her sight was dimmed (enlightened). What she saw as good for food became the seed of death. So it is today the world still eats from that same tree, blind to the decay within its fruit. Evil men wax worse, deceiving and being deceived, and even when they stumble into a place called “church,” they find not the Messiah of Scripture, but Rome’s imitation—another Christ, built for the dazed. Time is not what we think. It is not endless, nor is it random. It is the stage upon which mercy and deception run side by side until the final curtain falls.