Sometimes I don’t think we take enough time to stop and appreciate the wonders of the world in which we live. For example, we can now fly. Do you realize how amazing that is? All of human history man has striven to achieve heavier-than-air flight, and we now can. Well, technically it’s possible and even likely that some ancient pre-Flood society had access to flight and a large collection of other supposedly modern technologies, but we can’t know for sure. Regardless, we now possess the same privilege as the birds we humans envied so long.
Here’s the difficulty: is all of modern society’s technological prowess nothing but Satan’s latest manner of lying to the human race: “You have eaten of the Fruit, and now you don’t need God”?
Look around you. The simplest things you take for granted are luxuries unheard of for the vast majority of human existence. Mass-produced clothing wasn’t financially viable until Industrial Revolution. Cell phones as a commodity available to the everyday man are younger than I am. Even modern indoor plumbing is a relatively recent invention.
My point is that we are living in an age of unprecedented plenty– at least here in the United States. One would think that such a blessing would elicit an outpouring of thanksgiving towards the one who enabled it all, but we haven’t seen that.
Instead man has taken pride in his own accomplishments. He has said to himself “Come, let us build ourselves… a tower with its top in the heavens.” Once again we have been given a taste of the magnificence of the creative power God has bestowed on humanity, and once again we are worshiping the works of our own hands. Once again we are self-worshipers.
One of the great truths of the Bible is the intransigent nature of God. He is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow. He is. We know how he dealt with Babel. We know how he dealt with Sodom and Gomorrah. Babylon is gone. Persia is vanquished. In the end all that remains constant is God. Turn to Him; that’s all he asks. Don’t let the prince of the power of the air distract you with the things of this Earth that are ultimately nothing more than chaff on the wind. Turn to God. Turn to I Am.