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“DON’T LIVE THERE ANYMORE”

Many people live with deep hurts that have changed them from their younger selves. Maybe you or someone you know went through a very traumatic experience that shook them to their core.  Once that happened, it seemed that they never fully returned to the person that they had once been.

Everybody has unexpected events during the course of life that never could have been anticipated.  Those losses, divorces, diseases, accidents, financial set-backs, or other fiascos may be so debilitating that the wound never really heals. When that happens, folks cope in different ways.   Some turn to drugs, alcohol, or similar things to seek to numb their feelings.  People who were once in Christian homes become distanced from God’s people and even from God.  Others find solace in a new faith relationship with God that moves them from despair to a renewed desire to live and make life meaningful again.

Hedonism that has become so revered in the 21st century soon leaves the pursuer empty.  It is the ultimate downer when it is discovered to be impossible to find ever more excitement from a life devoid of purpose.  Purpose comes from being what the Designer made us to be, serving our Creator with enthusiasm, and walking according to the precepts of His Holy Word.

Ernest Hemingway, the literary genius, said this about his life: “I live in a vacuum that is as lonely as a radio tube when the batteries are dead, and there is no current to plug into.”

This is a startling statement, given the fact that Hemingway lived his life in a way that would be the envy of any person who had bought in to the values of our modern society. Hemingway was known for his tough-guy image and globe-rotting pilgrimages to exotic places. He was a big-game hunter, a bull-fighter, a man who could drink others under the table. He was married four times and lived his life seemingly without moral restraint or conscience. But on a sunny Sunday morning in Idaho, he ended his life with a shotgun blast.

There was another side to Hemingway’s life, one that few people knew about. He grew up in an evangelical Christian home in Oak Park, Illinois. His grandparents were missionaries, and his father was a devoted churchman and friend of evangelist D. L. Moody. Hemingway’s family conformed to the strictest codes of Christianity, and as a boy and young man, he was active in his church.

Then came World War I. As a war correspondent, Hemingway saw death and despair all around him. His youthful enthusiasm for Christianity soured, and he eventually rejected the faith in Christ that he once had embraced.  (Copied).

How sad that Hemingway could not have returned to the God of His Father.  God’s promises are life giving….  Seek the LORD while He may be found; Call upon Him while He is near. Let the wicked forsake his way and the unrighteous man his thoughts; And let him return to the LORD, And He will have compassion on him, And to our God, For He will abundantly pardon.  Isaiah 55:6-7.