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God Still Loves Penn State (and other random thoughts)

There's a bumper that asks "Why is the sky blue and white?" and the answer beneath it is "Because God is a Penn State Fan".   I think God is still a Penn State fan (and a Crimson Tide fan and an Ohio State fan etc) but that he too must be saddened. It's a sorry world when a football program is exalted above the lives and welfare of innocent children.  It's too sad for words.  There's always redemption and mercy available, though.  It's my prayer that the predators will find God and His mercy. It's my prayer that those who were victims of these unspeakable horrors will find peace and truth and fulfillment.
And then there's the race for the presidency. Hmm.  I think I won't even go there except to say that it is imperative that the president understand foreign policy.
What else can I say?  I want to live in a better world. I want to know that we are safe. I don't know about the economy and when it will turn around. I think we've learned some valuable lessons in the downturn but I'm ready to see my 401K recover so I have some hope of a decent retirement. I don't want to live high on the hog, but I want to live.  I'm concerned about Medicare, about elder abuse, about ageism.
But am I worried?  No.  I have a new and living hope and I have a God who cares for me.
On this international day of prayer for the persecuted church, I pray for those who are in prison for their faith. I pray for those who have to worship secretly, those who need to hide away in order to pray together, those who have to stash away their Bibles, sometimes in pieces because that's all they have or that's the easiest way to hide it.
Someone recently introduced me to some beautiful YouTube videos on the underground church in China.  One of the them was a series on the Canaan Hymns. The first video is available below. Watch and be blessed.

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