As he approached Jerusalem and saw the city, he wept over it and said, “If you, even you, had only known on this day what would bring you peace—but now it is hidden from your eyes. The days will come upon you when your enemies will build an embankment against you and encircle you and hem you in on every side. They will dash you to the ground, you and the children within your walls. They will not leave one stone on another, because you did not recognize the time of God’s coming to you.”
In my Aunt Marie’s living room hung a picture of Jesus weeping over Jerusalem. I often wondered why Aunt Marie hung this picture, but lately, I’ve been thinking about it in a different way.
Is Jesus weeping over Morgantown, or Honey Brook or (insert YOUR town here)? Do we hear Jesus reminding us of our doom when we turn from God?
Or are we just waiting for things to “get back to normal?”
While I am not one to fall prey to “prophecy mania”, I do wonder about Jesus’ thoughts on us today. Will we make the changes we need to live simpler lives? Will we just wait for the restrictions to be lifted and go back to our insane lives? Will we try to be better? Great questions that cannot be answered…yet.
But we can look to Jesus, we can envision Him crying over our towns and warning us to repent.
If only we would…