Then I heard a loud voice from the temple saying to the seven angels, “Go, pour out the seven bowls of God’s wrath on the earth.”
The first angel went and poured out his bowl on the land, and ugly, festering sores broke out on the people who had the mark of the beast and worshiped its image.
The second angel poured out his bowl on the sea, and it turned into blood like that of a dead person, and every living thing in the sea died.
The third angel poured out his bowl on the rivers and springs of water, and they became blood. Then I heard the angel in charge of the waters say:
“You are just in these judgments, O Holy One,
you who are and who were;
for they have shed the blood of your holy people and your prophets,
and you have given them blood to drink as they deserve.”
And I heard the altar respond:
“Yes, Lord God Almighty,
true and just are your judgments.”
The fourth angel poured out his bowl on the sun, and the sun was allowed to scorch people with fire. They were seared by the intense heat and they cursed the name of God, who had control over these plagues, but they refused to repent and glorify him.
The fifth angel poured out his bowl on the throne of the beast, and its kingdom was plunged into darkness. People gnawed their tongues in agony and cursed the God of heaven because of their pains and their sores, but they refused to repent of what they had done.
The sixth angel poured out his bowl on the great river Euphrates, and its water was dried up to prepare the way for the kings from the East. Then I saw three impure spirits that looked like frogs; they came out of the mouth of the dragon, out of the mouth of the beast and out of the mouth of the false prophet. They are demonic spirits that perform signs, and they go out to the kings of the whole world, to gather them for the battle on the great day of God Almighty.
“Look, I come like a thief! Blessed is the one who stays awake and remains clothed, so as not to go naked and be shamefully exposed.”
Then they gathered the kings together to the place that in Hebrew is called Armageddon.
The seventh angel poured out his bowl into the air, and out of the temple came a loud voice from the throne, saying, “It is done!” Then there came flashes of lightning, rumblings, peals of thunder and a severe earthquake. No earthquake like it has ever occurred since mankind has been on earth, so tremendous was the quake. The great city split into three parts, and the cities of the nations collapsed. God remembered Babylon the Great and gave her the cup filled with the wine of the fury of his wrath. Every island fled away and the mountains could not be found. From the sky huge hailstones, each weighing about a hundred pounds, fell on people. And they cursed God on account of the plague of hail, because the plague was so terrible.
- Revelation 16:2-21
The reason for copying the entirety of Revelation 16, was to show how people in the end times will curse God. Three times in Revelation, all in this chapter as the bowls are poured out, the people, who probably professed to not believe in God, are now cursing God for their troubles.
The other day, in the aftermath of hurricane / tropical storm Isaias, a northeastern governor was on camera cursing the utility company for wasting all of the “governor’s” money on improved infrastructure and then hundreds of thousands of people are still without power two days after the storm. When I heard that, I thought of Revelation 16. This governor, a Dem, probably was cursing God under his breath, but he would not do so out loud, because he was from the political party trying to remove God from every aspect of government, conversation, and if they could do it, existence. So, openly, he complains about the wasted money. It was the taxpayers money, not his, and when the storm was approaching the governor said that he, personally, was not worried, because he had paid millions to ensure the state was ready for anything. Now, he had to blame someone or risk not getting re-elected, because HE was the one who wasted taxpayers money.
Then, days later, three northeast US governors are mounting investigations into why it is taking so long to get millions of homes back onto the electrical grid – just as a derecho was in the progress of destroying the electrical gird from Omaha to Chicago. One of the governors, the same mentioned above, said that the reason for the investigation was to ensure that this lack of electrical power never happens again. I was surprised a lightning bolt did not crash at that moment to get his attention. There will be more electrical outages, and they may last longer than this one. Then again, as the trees keep falling, knocking out power lines, we will have less trees to knock down power lines in the future, and less trees to absorb the carbon monoxide and produce oxygen to get us back into balance. As for the governor(s)’ demand that this never happens again, they mean while they are still in office. Why is it taking so long, governor? Men can only work so fast. They get tired and need rest. And you are not in control; God is.
Earth to governor: The God that you ignore is more powerful than the anything that an engineer can design.
I was assigned to the maintenance engineering group to assist the maintenance personnel many years ago. With all the engineers on special assignments, I became the engineering group. I might work as a civil engineer one day, an electrical engineer the next, and a structural engineer the next. The plant was such an electricity hog that with everything running, we had an electrical generating plant to lower our electrical bill, even feeding electricity back to the grid for credit when the plant did not need all of the power. The coal tower that fed the fuel to the boiler had a little problem though. To feed coal into the boiler as fuel, there was a bucket elevator that lifted the coal up into the tower and then steadily dumped the coal into the boiler. But the motor to operate the bucket elevator was prone to shaking badly, from uneven buckets, weather, and other things. The shaking caused the frame beneath the motor to break apart every six-months. To fix it for good, I added about 50% to the design of each structural member for the frame. I was teased by the maintenance guys that we might be hit by a category five hurricane, leveling everything, but the motor mounting frame would still be standing. My defense was that the original designer used the basic calculations, and if I did so, I would end up with what he or she designed. I had to make it stronger to account for the vibration that the original designer did not consider. The He-Man cartoons were on television during that time, and I was nicknamed the He-Man Designer. My point of bringing up my design “error” is that God could bring a wind that would knock that frame off the coal tower. No matter how angry the governor got, God is still stronger than anything the governor could buy. Yet, many ignore God.
And the governors were not the only ones complaining. The stranded citizens were voicing their anger. One woman said that it did not matter about the power, they just wanted access. That brought back memories for when I was the chairman of the board of deacons of a Augusta, Georgia church during the time that hurricane Hugo hit Charleston, SC, a few hours away. I only got involved with the work crew when they needed some support. They had a van filled with workers and chainsaws. They also had a flatbed truck. For a couple of months, these workers went to Charleston on Friday afternoon, working until dark Friday, Saturday, and Sunday before returning Sunday night. They first cut paths so that emergency personnel could walk in to a neighborhood and provide emergency medical care or take people out on a gurney. Then they widened the paths for one way traffic. Then they completely cleared the roads. I heard no reports of the northeastern states using faith-based support. They seemed to only focus on the utility workers to completely clear the streets and restore power. Thus people were angry, with not even having a path to walk to the grocery store or seek medical help. Welcome to the secular socialist state, where everyone demands the government and the utilities to do the work while the volunteers sit back and watch, if there were any volunteers at all.
When I saw the potential track of hurricane Isaias, I asked, “God, are you trying to tell us something?” It reminded me of a person injured on a golf course where I was playing nearly fifty years ago. I was a novice golfer at the time. It was rare for me to be the first to tee off, having done the best on the previous hole. We were playing a course called the “Pea Patch,” the course having been a truck farm, mostly growing peas before converting it into a nine-hole golf course, and it was five minutes from the plant where I worked. About the sixth or seventh hole, where I had honors to tee off first, it was a water hole. We were about to make our shots over water with trees on either side of the green. In fact, we could not see the entire green due to the tree cover. As I addressed the ball, someone in our foursome said that there was a set of golf clubs on the edge of the green. So, I stopped. We argued over the rules of golf etiquette, and I was again about to hit the ball when another guy in our foursome saw red flashing lights through the thick stand of trees. We finally realized that an ambulance was behind the trees. The golf course manager came out and told us to skip the hole. The foursome in front of us had made their shots, not knowing that someone was hidden behind the trees and a golf ball made a glancing blow off the side of the man’s face. The ball was spinning so fast that it ripped the man’s face from his temple to his chin. If he had been hit directly, the golf ball would have bounced away. The man might have gotten a cracked skull, but the grazing blow opened a six-inch gash on the man’s head, because the ball never lost any energy, continuing to spin and roll down his face instead of bouncing away.
That was what hurricane Florence did to the Carolina coast and hurricane Matthew. And it looked like Isaias was going to do the same thing, but instead it went inland in North Carolina. The storm was powerful, but over land, it lost some of that energy. If it had remained going along the coast, it would have done even more damage in the northeastern states where millions of families lost power.
And people took videos of the storm. Over the coming months, we will hear a lot of people mentioning “God” and “Jesus” and not doing it reverently. They will bleep the “words that you cannot say on television,” but they will leave the cursing to be heard nationwide.
Again, I return to Revelation 16 when bad things happen, and the people curse God or use “God” in their curses. These people cursing God never gave God a single thought until bad things happen. For example, a tornado rips through someone’s neighborhood and they say vile things with “God” or “Jesus” in the middle of it, partly mocking God and partly blaming God – the God that they ignore the rest of the year.
But the appropriate response would be to bow our heads and pray, “Lord, have mercy on me, a sinner.”
Soli Deo Gloria. Only to God be the Glory.