World's on Fire

On Saturday I climbed Darwen Hill, better known for the tower that sits atop it. It was a bitterly cold day, made worse by a biting wind. By the time I returned home it was -4 C, but the various scarves, hoods, coats and gloves I donned kept me snug enough. Despite the low temperatures, however, the hill seemed to be on fire. The dried orange grasses that grow there were particularly illuminated by the setting sun, the snow’s contrast lending the colour some additional life. The entire effect, while mostly lost on so poor a lens as my camera, was quite remarkable.

The Bible talks about the Day of Judgement, as described by the Anpostle Peter, in 2:3:7:

By the same word the present heavens and earth are reserved for fire, being kept for the day of judgment and destruction of the ungodly.

Only the detonation of a nuclear bomb could help us adequately picture the ferocious power of the coming judgement; the whole world one mass bonfire of holy destruction ahead of God’s wonderful recreation.

Before we got to the hill’s foot, my companions and I enjoyed some hot drinks and cake at the Royal Arms in Ryal Fold, near Tockholes. Terrible judgement might be coming, but the Lord always ensures His people are well refreshed in the meantime.