I dreamed my childhood home was laid waste. The earth was leveled where my house and my neighbors’ used to sit, side by side. Our two houses had different values. One was a house and the other a home. The war seems to have reached the whole neighborhood.

The comfy, East Coast neighborhood offered a degree of comfort, order, and freedom. But, was now darkened by great shadow. Some lived like refugees in the rubble, remaining inside and near the dark walls that remained of their existence.

Some walls were literal structures of concrete and stone. Other ones are illusions people hide behind in their minds. The State of War is winnowing out the literal and figurative barriers we human beings erect to survive.

This may seem frightening. I mean only to share what I believe may be useful observations how and why human beings experience wars. Perhaps, I observe dark scenes with less emotional tremors because I didn’t grow up in a home that had walls of safety, order, or happy inhabitants. My house was already laid waste by a war going on inside its walls.

Unfortunately, our nation has been at war with this, that, and the other thing my whole life. (See yesterdays post.) The media expresses itself with battle-like urgency so frequently – stirring up peoples’ righteous indignation into feverish pitch – that it cleverly disguises news stories about actual military action taken by our government.

Such wars aren’t just psychic battles or humans struggling with their imperfect state. These are violent, destructive, and will-be ongoing if Washington D.C. and its leadership continues unchecked.

The Bible warns in 2 Chronicles 6:19 the condition of humanity in rebellion is a State of War. Whose side shall we then chose? Life or death, blessing or cursing is what Almighty offers. Peace or War?