The Mysterious Disappearance of the Gods

‘Jesus said, ‘You are gods.’’ (John 10:34)

By: Peter Walker

Narrated by: Virtual Voice

Introduction:

Ruins fascinate me. Especially castles and palaces where someone arrogant once ruled, once roared, but now cannot even whisper. They cannot stop even the fading of their memory amongst the living. Memory, only a thing in the minds of mortals, and all mortals destined to die.

I’ve heard death described as ‘humiliating’ to mankind. It just happens – heart, mind and body – and there is nothing anyone can do about it. And no matter how high the towers you built, the tomes of wisdom you published, the vaults of money you had or gave away, you disintegrate and disperse like chaff in the wind, the exact same fate as the beggar or the thief.

When I walk the corridors of a castle now, I feel such a rush of meaning. I look on the decay, touch the walls of past eras, past glories, past horrors, past generations, and I hear the Spirit whisper: ‘Seek the Lord while he may be found.’ (Isaiah 55:6) As a nobody now I can stand in the chambers of past kings, the sole reason being I live and they are no more. They simply cannot lock the doors. And their inheritance and legacy and authority are no more. I can walk their regal corridors and speak freely in their throne rooms.

King Solomon, hailed as the wisest of kings, concluded his own writing by saying: ‘Remember your Creator before your flesh returns to the dust it came from, and your spirit returns to God who gave it.’ (Ecclesiastes 12:7)

And this call, this prompting, comes from within, also: ‘My heart says of you, ‘Seek his face.’ Your face, Lord, I will seek.’ (Psalm 27:8)