What we need, or at least what I need, is to hear Heaven's laughter. It is easy to look around and see the sneers of the wicked and the taunts of the godless. It is easy to take notice of their threats. It is hard not to hear them. But do we hear Heaven's hearty horse-laugh to it all?
Why do the nations rage
and the peoples plot in vain?
The kings of the earth set themselves,
and the rulers take counsel together,
against the LORD and against his Anointed, saying,
"Let us burst their bonds apart
and cast away their cords from us."
He who sits in the heavens laughs;
the Lord holds them in derision.
While the world rallies and riots around their unified desire to be free from God, He who holds their entire world in His hands looks down and laughs. Heaven's response to the plans of man is a spit take. He isn't on the edge of His seat. He is sitting. He isn't biting His nails to calm His nerves. He is chuckling.
Can we hear Heaven laughing right now? We should... because He is.
Not because our fears aren't real. Not because the enemy's plans aren't serious. Not because it may not actually get bad. But because it cannot overcome His plans. What is meant for evil cannot overcome what God means for good. Whatever God means will win. There is no cosmic arm-wrestling match taking place. There is a world manufacturing its munitions and preparing for a blitzkrieg and there is God in Heaven, patiently sitting back... giggling.
While we look down at our phones and scroll our news-feeds, we see the saber-rattling of the troops of doom, but can we hear the roar of laughter looking down on it all? The Lion of Judah roars with laughter before He roars for the slaughter. The difference between laughter and slaughter is one little letter. What a difference an "s" can make. And if He can do that much with so little, what can't He do with everything at His disposal?
So, take the time to overhear God laughing and slap your knees along with Him for a moment.
And then remember, He doesn't JUST laugh.
Psalm 2:5-9
Then he will speak to them in his wrath,
and terrify them in his fury, saying,
“As for me, I have set my King
on Zion, my holy hill.”
I will tell of the decree:
The Lord said to me, “You are my Son;
today I have begotten you.
Ask of me, and I will make the nations your heritage,
and the ends of the earth your possession.
You shall break them with a rod of iron
and dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel.”
The nations will not be dissolved, but discipled. The earth is the Lord's and the fulness thereof, the world and those who dwell therein. Every square inch and every single individual will be brought under submission to the Son. It is His reward. He earned it. It's His by right and He wants all of it. He isn't content to leave it uncashed. We will not see the nations win, we will see them won over. But submission to the Son will take either the form of voluntary tribute or involuntary tribulation.
Psalm 2:10-12
Now therefore, O kings, be wise;
be warned, O rulers of the earth.
Serve the Lord with fear,
and rejoice with trembling.
Kiss the Son,
lest he be angry, and you perish in the way,
for his wrath is quickly kindled.
Blessed are all who take refuge in him.
May we who have already taken refuge in Him remember to take heed to hear His laugh. God help us to drown out the mocking taunts of the godless who throw shade at the light of the world hung out to dry on a worldly cross. May many others who are currently aligned against God, take heed and repent before their party is crashed.
In this world, Jesus promised tribulation and turmoil, but He also promised that He would overcome the whole lot of it.
On earth the usurpers reign,
Exert their baneful power,
O’er the poor fallen sons of men
They tyrannize their hour:
But shall believers fear?
But shall believers fly?
Or see the bloody cross appear,
And all their power defy?
Jesus' tremendous name
Puts all our foes to flight:
Jesus, the meek, the angry Lamb,
A Lion is in fight.
By all hell's host withstood;
We all hell's host o'erthrow;
And conquering them, through Jesus' blood
We still to conquer go.
— Charles Wesley, Angels Your March Oppose quoted by Charles Haddon Spurgeon in Morning and Evening
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