moving over...

In several occasions, I have had to listen to some of people coming to me in groups and asking me to mediate (in prayers) on their case for them. What case? Eviction.

I had a chance to listen to the heartaches of some squatters living in the area near the way to the nearest city where I go for my occasional city appointments.

I sat with a group whose homes near a popular lake were being demolished by a troop of uniformed cops equipped and armed with Leupold Riflescopes and other forms of ammunitions.

The common denominator of these groups is that they they just wanted to be listened to, to be given a little more time to pack or see the fulfillment of the promise that they are going to be given a new place where they can build new homes for themselves.
If man can do this to his fellowmen--bug them off like flies where they are not wanted- can you imagine how easy it is to send away animals from a familiar habitat, so to speak?

In the name of industrialization, we have the right and the power because God made us master of all these. That is true- but God, being the Master of us all, may one day say we are merely on this earth which is squatting in some place of the universe, taking up space which God now intends for something else.

What if one day, without notifying us, He decides that He wants to evict us or make us move over? Will we have time to move over when in reality we will not even have a single second to move over?