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Climate Change
Are you covered by the Divine Immunity Clause?

We’re pretty sure that Earth is the only planet with pizza. So we'd better keep it cool before the crust gets burnt - and I’m not talking pizza.

"Climate Change"? Oh no... here comes the hippie guilt trip

Relax. No one’s asking you to hug a tree — unless, of course, you feel led by the Spirit.

No, I just wanna remind you that God gave us a garden, not a landfill.

Let’s rewind to the beginning:
God created the heavens and the earth and said it was good. Then He made humanity and said: “Take care of the place.” (Gen. 2:15) Who, me?

That’s it. That's the job God gave us.

He didn’t say, “Drill it, spill it, and kill it.”
He said, “Tend the garden.”

But we’ve been treating Earth like a hotel room we’ll never visit again. Leaving the lights on, towels on the floor, buffet tray under the bed.

Folks, we’re not checking out. We're still here. So let's stop acting like it's someone else's mess to clean up.

The Earth's groaning... and so are we

Paul wrote about Rom. 8:22). And so is my air conditioner.

The local squirrels are applying sunscreen, and I saw a pigeon fanning itself with a Chick-fil-A menu.

The point is — things are getting weird. Freak floods of Noah-like proportions, wildfires worthy of Sodom and Gomorrah” (Gen. 19).... It’s like the earth’s trying to get our attention.

And the ones suffering the most? The poor. The vulnerable. People who can’t just “turn up the AC” or evacuate in a Tesla.

That should matter to us. Jesus said, “Whatever you did for the least of these...” (Matt. 25:40)

Let’s not turn up the heat on our neighbours — literally.

Kanagawa-oki Nami Ura (The Great Wave off Kanagawa)

Small acts, big faith

This page is not here to shame you - shame never saved anyone. But choices? They matter.

You don’t have to become Amish (though we might admire their men's beards). But you can drive a little less, eat a little smarter, waste a little less food.

Recycle. It’s not witchcraft. It’s just putting the can in the right bin.

Just don’t be the person who says, “Jesus is coming back anyway, so I’m gonna leave the fridge door open and rev the truck.” That’s not faith — it’s simply littering God's garden, and God made us the stewards of that garden.

Your faith is one of those things that people will recognise from the way you live. “Faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead.” (Jas. 2:17)

Hope = Renewable energy

Some people think it’s too late. They say, “The ice caps are melting, the bees are dying, and I can’t even keep my basil plant alive.”

But here’s the good news:

We believe in resurrection. God makes dry bones dance and dead seeds sprout.

Hope is not naïve. Hope is planting a tree you may never sit under.

It’s changing your habits not because you’ll be praised, but because it’s the right thing to do.

And let’s not forget — God is still with us. Not in the clouds watching like it’s reality TV, but right here. In the garden. In the dirt. In the details.

"Not my problem. The scientists will fix it."

Yes, that's a common excuse, and there's some rationale behind it. After all, that's what scientists are paid for. It's their job. And they can't even make up their minds what to do!

Other excuses are "It’s not happening right now, so what's the fuss?"

"It’s how nature works. Our planet has gone through these changes before. Best not to interfere."

"I'm already doing my bit by flying less. Satan ain’t the only one turning Up the Heat! It's the Big Industries and others who are causing the problem."

Well yes, that's true, they are. Have you heard the rumble of an avalanche? People think that sound is snow, ice and rock colliding with each other. When actually it's the sound of every little snow flake screaming "Don't blame me!"

You want to live like Jesus?

Then care about what He made.

Love your neighbour. Water your plants. And please, turn off the porch light during daylight hours.

Remember: it’s not about being perfect. It’s about being faithful.

And if we all take small, faithful steps — well, maybe the squirrels won’t need SPF 50 next summer.

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