As a neophyte Bible reader back in the eighties, I devoured Scripture with every bit of new, childlike faith. 

Frequently though, I felt some prophecies were incongruent with the world situation of that time.  

For one thing, I couldn’t imagine the nations of the earth arrayed against Israel like they are portrayed in Zechariah 14 and in Revelation chapters 16 and 19.  How could this ever happen?  I understood hostile tensions in that region,  but nothing indicating the scale of conflict described in those prophecies, with the nations assailing a splinter of land in the Middle East. 

How could the global village so quickly forget the lessons of World War Two, and fall into a worse form of antisemitism?  Could it be possible that the perverse propaganda of Joseph Goebbels would find extended life, except camouflaged with humanitarian sentiments, false moral equivocations, and lying euphemisms?  I couldn’t imagine a world gone mad all over again, marshaled against, not an empire, nor a global threat, but one small people.  

I was willing to take it all on faith, because the Bible said so.  But it didn’t seem likely.   

Furthermore, a 200 million man army is mentioned in the book of Revelation (9:16),  possibly coming from China, and heading to Armageddon (In Israel).  From my early eighties vantage point, there would need to be some serious political gymnastics and economic contortions for that to occur.  Call me naive back in those days, but China seem to have its eye more on Hong Kong, and Taiwan.    The last thing on its agenda was a military adventure to the Holy Land.  

Again, none of it sounded likely.

I also read prophecies foretelling a whole stew of dark ingredients bubbling in the cultural pot—untruth and sexual vice, and blasphemy that was off the charts.  Yes, I knew that “the whole world lies in the evil one,” but this was heady stuff even for the lost.  I wasn’t really seeing it.  I spent a lot of time in the eighties, preaching on college campuses, where it was dark and sinful.  The students weren’t nuts, though.  At that time, folks who didn’t follow Christ still respected logic, and in moments of honesty, feared something above and beyond them.  Christ was not their Lord, yet the ghost of Jesus friendly western culture still was. 

Was it likely this bunch was going to discard Judeo-Christian culture for that of barbaric, pagan Rome?  Not really.

My Bible reading also said some incredible things about alleged Christians.  Verses warned of an epic falling away of people from the New Testament faith as they wandered into bizarre and pathetically wrong teachings.  But as I looked around the eighties church landscape, I saw lots of slacks, loafers, Bibles, memory verses, and efforts to be Christ-like.  Granted, hypocrisy has always been a temptation to the saints, no matter the time.  During those years, though, false prophets were mostly not in pulpits, encouraging members to deconstruct their faith and leave it lying in a pile.  

I couldn’t see the church crowd swapping Jesus for anemic replacements.

Forty years ago it all seemed so…unlikely.