I Don't Care If It Rains Or Freezes

Early this morning when I was looking in the mirror at my aging mug while shaving, a significant factor came to mind.

It occurred to me that during the past several weeks, ever since the “Wall Street Protests” began on Saturday, September 17, 2011, my faith has been getting stronger and stronger.

Also since that day, I have been worrying a lot less about what kinds of problems are in store for me and I have been feeling more confident that I will be able to effectively deal with any setback or crisis that might crop up.

Additionally, I have been becoming even more deeply entrenched -- than I already was -- in a way of thinking that causes me to firmly believe that I will always be able to “keep on keeping on,” no matter what.

As I continued to shave, I gave thought to the events and circumstances that have been causing me to feel more faithful and stronger, and less apprehensive.

Ironically, the growing “upbeatness” that I have been experiencing for the past five weeks or so stems from all the pessimism, negativity and panic that is flying around today.

As a specific example, the other night I was watching the CBS Evening News and the lead story was the growing number of “formerly-upper-middle-class” suburban dwellers whose incomes have declined so drastically they are now living near or under the poverty level.

One segment of the story was about the “hard times” that have hit a family that lives in a big beautiful home in a very nice neighborhood. And at one point, it was reported that “times have gotten so hard” for the family that they have been “forced” to convert one of their WALK-IN CLOSETS into a bedroom for their teenage daughter.

When I heard that, I damned near choked on the peanut m&m I was munching.

They had a closet, I questioned myself, and a WALK-IN one at that?

Causing the story to be even more “tear-jerking,” the girl’s mama was sitting at a long swanky table in a well-furnished dining room crying (literally) about the “forced conversion.”

When the story ended, I sat in my recliner thinking, If those folks are ever “forced” to use one of the parking spaces in their two-car garage for storage, the whole family will probably cash in their chips by chugging down tall glasses of ice-cold grape Kool-Aid heavily laced with hemlock.

Then, there are the “Wall Street Protesters.”

Well, because I have seen those people up close and personally, I can honestly tell you that the vast majority of them are well-nourished middle-to-upper-middle-class “free-white-and-21 types.” Most of them are attired in the “latest styles” and are wearing such footwear as expensive pairs of “Reeboks,” “Skechers,” “Nikes” and “Timberlanes.”

The point of all this is presently, there is a considerable number of people in America who are so lacking in faith that they are nearly scared to death. Because they do not “believe,” they are living in fear and they are pessimistic about the future -- and many are so panic-stricken, they are “acting out” in the streets.

In those people’s way of thinking, their salvation rests with such things as huge corporations and the rich becoming “nice guys” and spreading the wealth, the federal government “creating jobs,” getting the “right man” into the White House, and completely ridding the U.S. House of Representatives and U.S. Senate of dishonest politicians.

Getting back to what I mentioned earlier in this article, all of the negativity, pessimism and panic that is flying around today has prompted me to become even more faithful than I already was. I have been strongly reminded that for so long as I view Jesus, and only Jesus, as my Savior, I do not have anything to worry about.

And that is the reason why I don’t care if it rains or freezes.