Yeah, the country is going to hell in a handbasket. Congress wants to take over 1/6 of the economy, and what’s left will go the UN and a boatload of third-world nations in global warming reparations. Is there hope? You betcha – I heard it at a gas station. I was gassing up at a decidedly secular station when I heard,

“With the angelic host proclaim:
“Christ is born in Bethlehem”
Hark! The herald angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!”

No biggie, it’s Christmas, right? The folks at the gas station may not have been believers; maybe the boss said to play some Christmas music and they played whatever was handy. It struck me that no matter how vigorously our culture shakes its collective fists at God, He will be heard. We can bemoan the sad state of society, with its petty debauchery and vice, or we can rejoice that the King of Glory is come and is in control.

Why do the nations conspire and the peoples plot in vain?

The kings of the earth take their stand and the rulers gather together against the LORD and against his Anointed One.

“Let us break their chains,” they say, “and throw off their fetters.”

The One enthroned in heaven laughs; the Lord scoffs at them.

Then he rebukes them in his anger and terrifies them in his wrath, saying,

“I have installed my King on Zion, my holy hill.” (Psalm 2:1-6, NIV)

God is king and lord of all that is seen and unseen. Even at the gas station.

Merry Christmas!