I love history. That was rarely the case before I had a history. Once mature, and thankfully wiser- glory to God for that- I see and understand the value of true history. History drives the present for better or worse unless or because God intervenes, as the case may be. History will be repeated without intervention. This has been proven experientially and historically.
My own history is only here because of mostly my own life choices, some good and some bad and a myriad of layers of cover up or bragging, as the case may be. But the more I live, the more I realize life is not about me. I am a speck in the universe, significant only because God said I am and His love. That is true for every person, every country, every church group, every leader, every poor person, every rich person, every serviceman, or every robber.
The great news is that God, our Maker, knows us intimately, those who allow Him to have an intimate relationship with the only One who truly matters. And this should keep us humble in history’s scope and focused on the present worship of all-mighty, holy, loving God. Praise Jesus!😄❤❤❤