The Seventh Bowl of Wrath
17Then the seventh angel poured out his bowl into the air, and a loud voice came from the throne in the temple, saying, “It is done!”
18And there were flashes of lightning, and rumblings, and rolls of thunder, and a great earthquake, the likes of which had not occurred since men were upon the earth—so mighty was the great quake. 19The great city was split into three parts, and the cities of the nations collapsed. And God remembered Babylon the great and gave her the cup of the wine of the fury of His wrath.
20Then every island fled, and no mountain could be found. 21And huge hailstones, about a hundred pounds each,a rained down on them from above. And men cursed God for the plague of hail, because it was so horrendous.
It is done! God has stretched out His mercy but the trumpet blows, the last bowl is poured.
God stuck His fork in it as says it is done!
A great earthquake, the likes of which had not occurred since men were upon the earth!
It pretty much flattens the whole earth! No more islands, no more mountains, no more caves, no more places to hide.
Then judgement comes in the form of 100 pound hail stones!
Nowhere to hide from His judgement!
“Well, if I were afflicted I might be converted. If I lay sick I might be saved.’ Oh, do not think so. Sickness and sorrow of themselves are no helps to salvation. Pain and poverty are not evangelists; disease and despair are not apostles. Look at the lost in hell. Suffering has effected no good in them. He that was filthy here is filthy there. He that was unjust in this life is unjust in the life to come. There is nothing in pain and suffering that, by their own natural operation, will tend to purification.” (Spurgeon)
Why are these men hearts so hard?
Blessings, David
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