By What Power?

To whom do you answer, dear reader?

If you were an apostle, and you had just spent time eating, drinking, and absorbing the glory via association with the risen Lord, you would answer to him, the Saviour. Who, I ask you, can resist God Almighty in the flesh, except those that hate him obsessively and maliciously? 

And it came to pass on the morrow, that their rulers, and elders, and scribes, and Annnas the high priest, and Caiaphas, and John, and Alexander, and as many as were of the kindred of the high priest, were gathered together at Jerusalem. And when they had set them in the midst, they asked, By what power, or by what name, have ye done this? Acts 4:5-7

Peter and John through the power and name of Jesus Christ, helped a man to his feet that had been lame since birth. Imagine that, the rulers, elders, scribes, high priests (Annas and Caiaphas swapped out and shared the role every other year), John, the son of Annas (it is supposed), and a prominent man named Alexander, along with kindred, meaning family members of the high priest, didn't like what they saw. They knew of Jesus and the miracles he had performed, proving his deity, and they maliciously plotted his murder; they also knew at this point, that Jesus gave the same power and authority via the Holy Ghost, to heal, by faith in him and in his name, to his apostles and disciples. If it were your relative that had to beg alms to eat daily due to legs that would not hold their weight, would you be enraged if God deemed it time to heal him or her, by his Almighty power? Clearly, the crooked crew that hated miracles didn't consider how wonderful it must have been for this previously lame man, to be able to now walk and even leap, for joy: what a crying shame they did not celebrate with him. 

By what authority?

You can go to scripture to read the entire story; our time together will be spent otherwise. I aim at godless government, that have the gall to intervene and impose, when wholesome healing is offered via good for the lungs air, excellent for eyesight sunlight, great for the guts fruits, vegetables, herbs, spices, and meaty eats from the flesh of animals. By what authority, do they, dare to tell us what we can and cannot do? By what authority, do they, tamper with the air we breathe, the sun we soak up, the food we consume, and the herbs and spices that heal what is hurt? 

At this point it is almost laughable for me to dive into yet another tirade regarding equivalency; in other words, comparing and contrasting what we see today, with what we see represented governmentally in the scene described above from the book of Acts. Just for fun, let us go another round. 

We can compare: 

● scribes to modern day law makers, now law breakers, since they have corrupted justice willfully: we see this with many a judge obstructing and obviating established law to accommodate wicked planners

● rulers and elders to governors that enforce the laws; we call these men and woman statesmen, premiers, and city councillors

● high priests, known to us as presidents and prime ministers, as the authority over all the underlings, that command the hatchet wielding henchmen

● brethren as followers in their fathers bloody footsteps; children that haven't fallen far from their parental rotten tree, and;

● guys like Alexander that dig the power they garner by being hang-abouts with the powers that be - this fellow is similar to our broadcasters or social media influencers, that ride the coat tails of the truly wicked, gaining notoriety by propagating all that is vile and maladjusted 

Judges, government officials, Prime Minsters and Presidents, along with clergy that belong to the synagogue of Satan, have told us we can change our gender to whatever flavour of the month suits us; we can kill our babies or ourselves with their assistance; we can expedite the dying process for relatives, and patients under the care of "medical professionals"; oh, and we must agree to lethal injections according to their iron fisted rule, along with eating less meat, owning nothing, and taking up as little space as possible. I know the list is longer than this: you can add to it liberally, dear reader, I won't stop you. 

By what power, what authority, in whose name? I ask you, do men and women do what ought not be done in the form of imposition of their will, to the point of attempting to remove free will, from fellow citizens?

Stupid looking hat on Dumpy Trumpy

Look again at the picture of Donald Trump's face under the pope's stupid looking hat, his body enrobed as though he had taken the role of pontiff; we are seeing insanity and soul sickness in this picture. My point is this: By what power? By what authority, do people dare presume to rule and reign when they haven't one ounce of love for their neighbour, and have only arrogant self-absorption on display each time they open their filthy mouths, or post openly on public forums. 

Back to the Bible

The Bible is the best book in the world! We learn of God, his plans, his purposes, his reasoning, his mercy, kindness, generosity, love, grace, forgiveness, majesty, magnificence, redemptive plan, and hints of what eternity will be like. We also learn what is in a man, whether he be godly or godless, and it doesn't take much Bible reading to soon discover what the differences are between the two types. It is like fat and muscle, they are two different types of tissue, and humans are of two types, as I already iterated. The one type is born of the spirit of God, the other is carnally minded, living for fleshly indulge. Which type are you, dear one?

I love sharing what I learn in God's word. It helps me see more clearly when I write what God is highlighting for me. People are strange, in weird and wonderful ways, and that includes you and me. It is wicked people that are so odd as to be difficult to comprehend. I used to ask Why, why would he or she do that, but I don't ask this anymore, because it has me trying to figure them out, and man alive, I really don't want to know how some people rationalize and excuse what they do. 

One thing is certain. God gives power, he gives authority, and the name of Jesus will cause every knee to bow, and every tongue to confess him as Lord, but the day is yet to come, and we must wait, working out our own salvation with fear and trembling. 

Philippians 2:12

Wherefore, my beloved, as ye have always obeyed, not as in my presence only, but now much more in my absence, work out your own salvation with fear and trembling

Silencing The Voice

Can you hear me? I AM The Voice

I AM The Voice that calms the sea, I AM The One that smoothes ruffled feathers, and settles souls. Can you hear me? I will open your ears if you are having troubles hearing what I am saying. Perhaps I will clap your ears hard with thunder, and shock your eyes with jagged flashes of lightning, that threaten destruction. I may break massive tree limbs and snap ancient trunks too, to get your attention. Does my invisible, powerful arm, frighten you when storm interrupts your comings and goings, your doings out there, outside of your tiny abode, that you trust to shelter you from what you cannot control? Do you call out to me, Make it stop, when torrential rain slants in sheets in your direction?

I shout, I speak, I whisper. Can you, hear me?

Once upon a time, children played outside, never wanting the sun to go down, never wanting the day to end. You will come in when the street lights come on, some parents demanded. Sometimes, a parent would call out a name, or two, or even three, depending on how many their offspring: Come home, Julie, Janice, Bronco, Jill, John, Paul, Lori, Antonella, Linda, Patricia ... time to come home. Some of the kids got to stay out past the lighting of the street lamps; some of us knew that if we did not return home, once our parent called out the front door, their would be hell to pay for our disobedience. Each child knew his or her own mothers/fathers voice. We did not answer to other parental voices, we answered to the parents that we belonged to: we were children, of mothers and fathers, each going our separate ways, into our separate homes. 

Can you, dear reader, hear your Father's voice? There are two fathers, and each child hears the one, or the other, when they are called. We cannot help but heed our Father, or our father, as it were. We belong to One, or the other. When we silence one voice, the other gets louder. In once upon a time, my mother's verbal insistence, my father's undeniable command, were clear, crisp, and irresistible. To ignore them was folly, and foolishness; they knew what children are want to know in their naïveté and innocence, namely, that they can get lost, or stolen away, when the light dims and darkness invades. 

I wax nostalgic, longing for the sweetness of days gone-by, when not knowing what lurks and leers in the shadows gave a false sense of security. Learning of the inner workings of those that answer to their diabolical father, is frightfully and gut wrenchingly repulsive. It is difficult to stomach the hard-wiring of the wicked, that renders them capable of grotesque acts of cruelty ... they hear a voice, and do the bidding of their daddy the devil, and it does not phase them at all. Conversely, those that hear and heed The Father, can also hear the bleating and baahhhing of his sheep, and my God in heaven, I cannot tell you how much I appreciate the lambs of the flock that fill my life with sweet peace that surpasses all understanding!  

John 10:27-28

My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me: And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand

This morning, I am grateful, for all the good and godly people I have been blessed by my Father to associate with, even when the encounters are brief, via a service they provide, or one I get to provide for them. There are many voices, dear reader, but their is only One that really matters, and when you hear and heed him, he will call you to your heavenly home, where there is no need for street lights or lamps, because you will live in the eternal light of the Son: 

John 14:2

In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you

Jesus has gone before us to his Father's house to prepare a place for his adopted children. Only those that hear The Voice of the Good Shepherd, will be called to their heavenly abode, forever provided for, and protected from, all that is wicked in this world. 

Can you, dear reader, hear The Voice? 

The Purge

Every once in a while, I come in contact with someone that has accumulated sewage that is rotting their soul. Hurt and angry, they come to me for training or coaching, and within minutes, they have divulged their deepest darkest secrets, the painful truths they are suffering that they cannot escape. I call this type of sharing the big dump, as in a garbage truck load purge of violations they have experienced or engaged in, that hunt and haunt their every waking, and often dreaming, thoughts; it is a sort of spiritual vomit. I recall numerous times this type of purge has occurred, and after the refuse has been brought up and out of the would be client, I never see or hear from them again: they are what is known as one and done! They might feel better, because getting rid of what churns and turns the stomach is a relief, but I sure don't feel better in the aftermath! Not being employed to help these people sort through their difficulties and come to a healthy and wholesome, godly resolution, makes me feel helpless, and somewhat hopeless, on their behalf. I like to help people heal, but cannot do this when I am abruptly cut out, without recourse or inroad. 

Some of the things I have heard would curl many an ear closed, in an attempt to block out the information. People have suffered severe abuse, and just when I think I cannot be shocked, I hear a real life horror story. Dare I point a finger in the face of parents, and suggest that they are the culprits the majority of the time? Dare I, dear reader, tell you that what you say and do, impacts your little ones not only in their formative years, but long into their adult lives, in sometimes torturous, inescapable ways? I do dare to accuse and blame parents, since so many are monstrously manipulative and willfully wicked around their offspring, thinking nothing of exposing their children to vulgar and violent words and behaviours. 

It is the person that goes to another in dire need to be heard, that I have compassion for. Where do we go when what is happening in our lives, is so heinous that we cannot stand our own skin? The hope is that there is someone we can trust that will care for us enough to speak the love of God to our mind, our heart, our soul. 

God knows. God knows is what I want to make very clear, here and now. He knows what people say and then do to one another. He knows how difficult it is for children to feel love, and hate at almost the very same time, for the parents that have mistreated them. God's commandments are not honoured, not obeyed, not even considered in families, and when he is denied as the Sovereign in a household, mayhem in the form of reprobate thoughts and actions, is welcomed in. 

Sin is the enemy of the soul, and if you look very closely, you will see that souls are cut and bruised, limping along, bleeding to death for want of a safe place to go for healing and rest, from the torment of memories that plague their being. If you are lost and lonely, and haven't a person to confide in, you are in the perfect position to purge, with God as your confidante. Go to Jesus. Go to the Word of life. Go to God Almighty for the salve that saves. Confess your sins to the Redeemer, ask for forgiveness, and sin no more. 

Read scripture and learn God's plan, and extricate yourself from the entanglements of wickedness. God knows what you need, and will provide what you require to get well, but you must first, start with him, as your go to cure all. 

1 John 1:3

If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness 

Proverbs 22:6

Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it

Charity & Churches

Church, otherwise known as the people of God, is not a charity. People are charitable, but dear reader, our current understanding and definition of what is represented as a charitable organization, has everything to do with tax exceptions, and virtually nothing at all to do with God's will regarding servitude. The love for, and demands of Money (let us keep the capital M in the spelling of money, shall we, as though Money is an actual entity, a being unto itself), is one of those evil roots that thrive directly below concrete foundations upon which church buildings are constructed. The majority of pastor's are on the government dole, and have sold their souls to the tax man. 

In the New Testament, believers gathered and shared what they had, feeding and clothing themselves providentially, meaning they relied on God for all things; they looked not to a corrupt and godless government, or statesmen, to ensure that their needs were met, but rather, to their heavenly Father to provide for his workers of righteousness. You have heard the expression, Do not bite the hand that feeds you? During the covid scandal (it is scandalous to think of the virulent fraud that churches and common folk permitted to infiltrate and infest their thinking and being), the majority of church-cowards, fell face forward at the feet of dictators, and they were paid handsomely for all their bowing and scrapping. The pretend pastors dared not speak against the corruption, for fear of loss: they got cushy and comfortable with their charitable status, covering up their cruelty of feeding the flock to the wolves baying at their doors, by feigning concern and compassion, while promoting covid injections as a hedge against illness. They damned themselves by denying God his rightful place as Ruler and Great Physician, in favour of Caesar the sorcerer. 

Jesus paid taxes!

Matthew 17:24-27

And when they had come to Capernaum, those who collected the tribute money came to Peter and said, Doth not your master pay tribute? He said, Yes. And when he had come into the house, Jesus prevented him, saying, What thinkest thou, Simon? From whom do the kings of the earth take custom and tribute? From their own children, or strangers? Peter said unto him, From strangers. Jesus said unto him, Then are the children free. Nothwithstanding, lest we should offend them, go thou to the sea and cast a hook, and take up the fish that first cometh up. And when thou hast opened his mouth, thou shalt find a piece of money. That take, and give unto them for me and thee. 

I chuckled as I typed the last couple of sentences. Jesus made the fish of the sea, men questioned his authority while he walked the earth and proclaimed himself as the I AM, preforming miracles, showing signs and wonders proving his divinity and fulfilling prophecy as the long awaited Messiah, and so as not to offend the tiny minded carnal grubby handed tax collectors, he used the opportunity to teach Peter, and you and I, a meaningful lesson, by sending his disciple to the water to retrieve the first fish he hooks, to get a coin to pay the tribute for both of them! Does this strike you as playful and funny, while serious at the same time, dear reader? God has a sense of humour, and he condescends to you and I, to teach us that he is the one that orchestrates all that is miraculous and marvellous and wonderful. We humans get caught up in the net of our own mental manipulations and meanderings, much to our detriment, and somehow we convince ourselves that we are in charge, that we must depend entirely on ourselves, and then there is the mistaken belief that the government will somehow save us when really, they are the root that threatens to bust the foundation floors of many a family. Why, pray tell, are church voting centres during election season? This is evidence that church and state have become one: there is no distinction. Question: How are you to know a Christian, tell them apart from anyone else, when they don't think, then speak, then act, like the Christians in the New Testament? 

Charitable status is a joke, dear reader. It is a get away with murder humourless joke, a demonic ploy of state to impose on the people that profess Christ, to crumble when money is at stake. Churches ought never to have allowed themselves to be under such a heavy yoke of ownership via tax evasion: what did the churches do during covid, dear one, what hell on earth did they help unleash, rather than hinder, because they are owned by the man, and could not, would not, didn't want to, resist tyrannical imposition. Many a church leader with their cute little board of directors and voting members, compromised their integrity long ago; giving into covid was a no brainer, quite literally. They had been groomed to acquiesce to a wicked plot, and acquiesce they did, to their weak willed and minded shame. 

Let us go to scripture for Truth now, to clarify what Christianity ought to be. Do notice, love of our neighbour through Christ our Lord, is the mandate and mission. The gospel preached gives a soul meaningful purpose, and that, dear one, is where we must start and finish, as evidence that we belong to God Almighty.  

James 1:27 - Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep himself unspotted from the world.

Exodus 22:22 - Ye shall not afflict any widow, or fatherless child.

1 John 3:17 - But whoso hath this world's good, and seeth his brother have need, and shutteth up his bowels of compassion from him, how dwelleth the love of God in him?

Matthew 5:7 - Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy.

Deuteronomy 24:19 - When thou cuttest down thine harvest in thy field, and hast forgot a sheaf in the field, thou shalt not go again to fetch it: it shall be for the stranger, for the fatherless, and for the widow: that the LORD thy God may bless thee in all the work of thine hands.

Poverty Stricken

Only a poor man thinks there is not enough; not enough air, not enough water, not enough food, not enough drink, not enough land or building materials, to fill up and overflow, and provide for all.  

I recall years ago hearing about the wonders of tiny wings, too small, impossibly so, to carry the weight of a bulbous body. The bumblebee hasn't a clue about aerodynamics, nor does it give a whit regarding body composition or weight distribution. The bumblebee flies, wings lifting it into the air and wings lowering it too, in accordance with the laws that apply to winged things designed by an Invisible Hand.

Short and stubby, the bumblebee doesn't look very flight-worthy. Indeed, in the 1930s, French entomologist August Magnan even noted that the insect's flight is actually impossible, a notion that has stuck in popular consciousness since then.

Now, you don't need to be a scientist to raise an eyebrow at this assertion, but it sure is easier to explain the bumblebee's physics-defying aerodynamics if you're Michael Dickinson, a professor of biology and insect flight expert at the University of Washington. 

"The whole question of how these little wings generate enough force to keep the insect in the air is resolved," Dickinson told Life's Little Mysteries. "There are details remaining, but it's not an enigma anymore."

It's not an enigma anymore ... this sentence entertains me to no end. So the fact that a fella studied how the bumblebee moves air with its wings to defy gravity for ground to air lift off, somehow resolves the issue of tiny almost see through wings, being able to lift a hefty body seemingly too heavy to bare up, erases what seems impossible, even though, There are details remaining. 

There is an insult to our intelligence hidden in plain sight, dear reader, within the "assertions" and statements above, and it is this: Now, you don't need to be a scientist to raise an eyebrow at this assertion. The suggestion is that ignorant little old unscientific me and you, as simple minded as we are, even we, would find August Magnan's "notion" somewhat ridiculous, regarding the impossible made possible; in other words, these cute and cuddly looking bees fly and it is a delightful wonder to watch what we cannot explain, given their clunky looking design! Do you deem August Magnan's observations and lack of advanced scientific knowledge mockable, laughable, absurd, and even a little ridiculous? 

It is the poverty stricken, the poor in spirit, the rich dead man walking, that cannot stomach the glorious creations arrayed in panoramic view. Go outside and scan left to right, right to left, up then down and back again, and feast your eyes on what you have not made, cannot make, cannot even conceive of concocting. The bumblebee "scientists" study what they see, figure out how things work, but they cannot ever do what has been done. No matter the explanations, they aren't capable of making sweet sturdy yellow and black bees, now are they dear reader? There are details remaining ...

The mystery of faith is this: believing! It is that simple. Believing that whatever has breath, has life, and it is impossible to explain. Manufacturing humans in test tubes because scientists have figured out that sperm and egg make a baby, does not make them life givers, it makes them mimics. We are not evolved from monkeys, but scientists are much involved in monkey business that they ought not tamper with. It is one thing to observe and learn, and yet another, to take extreme liberties in attempts to mirror God, replacing his beneficence with malignancy, willfully pretending that enigmas do not exist because man can explain the how to, but cannot replicate the entirety of a creature; intangible intricacies make it impossible for man to be capable of what only God can design and construct.  

Now, let us look at you, and then at me, shall we?

What is beyond your comprehension that makes you weep in wonder? I marvel many times a day, shaking my head at the unexplainable. The magnolia just outside my front room window is ready to burst into bloom, and for the life of me, I cannot tell you why this makes me weepy, except for its extreme beauty. It is beautiful to me in a thousand budding with life ways, and each year I am reminded that this is but one mystery for me to savour. 

Life, dear reader, life is inexplainable, and this believer raises an eyebrow at those that try to rationalize what they see so that the mystery is nullified, as if this is possible! Like the heavy bodied teeny tiny winged flying bumblebee, we humans do and say astounding things, some wonderful, some so hateful as to make the soul shrivel and shrink, and yet it is life, the animation of our bodies via the soul within, that gives us the ability to do anything at all, and it is God and God alone, that we can thank for what we can do, impossible as some things seem. 

God is the wind beneath the wings of the bumblebee, and he is the strength in your bones, and don't you forget it. 

Proverbs 3:6-10

In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths. Be not wise in thine own eyes: fear the LORD, and depart from evil. It shall be health to thy navel, and marrow to thy bones. Honour the LORD with thy substance, and with the firstfruits of all thine increase. So shall thy barns be filled with plenty, and thy presses shall burst out with new wine. 

Discerning Good & Evil

The gift is called discernment. In secular circles, intuition, a sixth-sense, instinct, a gut reaction, are expressions used to describe a feeling of knowing a truth within the being of a person, as a form of precognition, informing them of something ominous and conversely, something pleasant, on the horizon. Christians call this knowing, the gift of discernment, the detecting and labelling, or discerning, the difference between good and evil: the key is to be bolstered and blessed by good, and to never buckle under the influence, presence, temptation, and or imposition, of evil. 

Override. An override is a tendency to run roughshod over discernment; to run it down and out, so that the knowing confident voice, becomes a raspy whisper, and eventually, isn't heard at all. Deathly silence replaces the wisdom and knowledge of understanding, comprehending, grasping; where once there was truth detecting and a capacity to embrace said truth, there is nothingness, accompanied by a vulnerable susceptibility to deception. 

To hear God's voice and ignore it, or have it willfully replaced by human voices, is to put one's self in harms way. We humans are so self-absorbed, so inclined to petting and massaging our own egos and that of others, that we lean toward worldly ways, and away from God's life affirming instructions! Discernment be damned is the attitude, with the inner voice of a two year old child declaring: I will have what I want, when I want, whenever I want, with whomever I want, for as long as I want, no matter the outcome, which will of course, be great and make me happy! Look around you dear reader, can you see the two year olds driving their cars, shopping at the mall, eating next to you at the restaurant, working at the desk kitty-corner to yours? 

I am going to do what I ought not do, but I am going to do it anyway, which is to state, that I do believe 80% of people are completely godless, meaning they do not know Jesus Christ as their Lord and Saviour, and they do not live a Biblical life. There are perhaps 10% of the populace that are comme ci, comme ca; they are the middle of the road people that are neither good nor bad, they aren't a yes, or a no ... we can count on them to be mushy people that haven't an opinion about much, or really anything at all. Their blandness has them blending into the background of life, and for want of an opinion on important matters, they are subject to the strong winds of change, blown about as they are, untethered to the Rock. There is a remaining perhaps 1% that will hear the Word of God and come to a saving grace knowledge of him, and that leaves 9% that utterly, totally, belong to God Almighty in name, and in their very being, completely unashamed to call themselves Christians, and the sons and daughters of the King of kings, Lord of lords. 

Which section, apportioned above, albeit a rather rascally report on my part, do you belong to, dear reader? 

• Are you part of the crowd, belonging to the 80% majority that is completely godless, meaning Jesus Christ does not rule or reign in your life, and you neither hear nor heed the Voice of discernment so as to have it govern your existence?
• Are you a middle of the road type, that is neither hot, nor cold, neither interested nor disinterested ... just floating leaf like on the surface of a stagnant and dying pond, one of many lifeless humans content to feel and do little in the world; an easy going member of the 10%? 
• Perhaps you are part of a very rare and wonderfully enlivened group, a single in a small sea of the 1%, that can hear the voice of reason speaking to your mind, and engaging your heart, while quickening your spirit. You are discerning between good and evil, and it is becoming evident to you that something is changing in your soul, and that God is more real to you with every intake and exhale of breath, with every thudding heartbeat in your breast, and every glance heavenwards. In your minds eye, you see Jesus walking the earth, preaching the Kingdom. You see him healing the sick, giving sight to the blind, unstopping the ears of the deaf, sending demons to inhabit swine, and raising the dead to life. You see him dying on the cross, your sins soaking him in his own blood, and you see him clothed in majesty, risen from the grave ... 
• Lastly, are you one that belongs to the group of 9% that know, beyond doubt, that Christ died for their redemption, and that you are saved by grace ... that there is nothing and no one, save the Saviour, that could secure your salvation? Do you profess to the death, that God is God and the Holy Ghost and the Son are One, and that God Almighty rules and reigns, and righteously so, in your mind, in your heart, in your very being? Do you long to live Biblically, with God's commandments being first and foremost as the deciding factors in your life decisions? Are you a Christian, through and through, forsaking all else if need be, to cling to him in this life and forever more in the forever after? 

As I continue in my bold assessments and pronouncements, I state this: the 1% that are awakening, that are discovering and discerning the Truth, of Who Jesus is, are the very reason we are still here, dear one. God is long suffering, wants none to be lost, and he is giving believers time to witness, and soon to discern people, time to know the living God that died for the sins of the world, that he wants reconciled to himself as adopted family members. The end of the world is in the works, but we will not see it until the cup of inequity is filled, and the roster of the saved, those listed in the Book of Life, has all names written therein, permanently. It is a fait accompli in heaven, but you and I have yet to live out our days, and see judgment day fruition. 

The spiritual realm can only be denied by those that refuse to see God, demons, the Devil, and of course, their own sick and wayward souls, prone to carnal pleasures and indulgences. Souls starved of spiritual bread and wine, become wanton. Discerning good and evil is a gift from God, and if you ask for God to lead you in The Way, he will indeed, grant you the gift of knowing for your sake, and the sake of those that look to you for guidance. 

Psalms 32: 8 I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye

Isaiah 30:21 And thine ears shall hear a word behind thee, saying, This is the way, walk ye in it, when ye turn to the right hand, and when ye turn to the left

Matthew 7:7-11 Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you; for every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened. Or what man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will give him a stone? Or if he ask a fish, will he give him a serpent? 

If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask him?

May God love you and keep you, dear one, and may you be a discerner of good and evil, with the Spirit of God indwelling and enlivening your soul. 

Circumventing Commandments

The get-arounds

The get-arounds are a ploy utilized by wayward people to circumvent God's commandments. Many enjoy sins that clearly, run contrary to God's laws: in fact, all sin runs contrary to God's will and way. To get-around God, the thinking goes along the lines of, God must either be wrong, or, he cannot possibly and truly, mean what he says in his Word. 

Thou shalt not kill is a commandment, and yet, this is the very one that is irksome to the masses. They like killing when it is convenient; abortion is a right, self-suicide is yet another, and lethally injecting a dying person to speed up the process, is now such common practice, that it is almost automatic and unquestioned. Just yesterday I learned that nurses are being required to take MAID shifts, meaning they are to go around and either administer, or watch someone else administer, enough drugs to have patients slip from the shell they are in, into the next realm. I am confident this has been going on for a very long time, but you and I have been mostly, unaware. 

Grooming medical staff to kill rather than to care for, comfort, and help heal patients, has our young doctors and nurses placed in a precarious position of playing God, while working for the devil. Dying in hospital is neat and clean: a patient gets tubes shoved into all openings, drugs are pumped in while nurses monitor machines, and when family members are informed that their relative is better off dying, the patient gets disconnected, cleaned regularly, and a lethal dose of death drugs are fed intravenously, and then, once you and I leave with tears streaming down our faces, feeling as though we have somehow abandoned the person we love when we do not take them with us, that person is tagged and bagged. 

Thou shalt not lie is a commandment, and yet, this is the sumptuous sin so many love to dine on to protect and defend their favourite fibbing politicians. Lying for the liars is now an art form, with insults slung like red paint on anyone that challenges the champions of carnality. 

I used to be shocked at the lengths some would go to defend murderers, but I am slowly accepting that this is precisely the nature of self-deception. When people prefer lies over truth, they also prefer liars over truth tellers. Makes sense to me more and more, that birds of a feather flock together; this said, common folk agree without much objection, with the propagandizing proponents of abortion, self-murder, and assisted murder. 

Suicide used to be a criminal act, in fact, attempted suicide was removed from the Canadian Criminal Code as an offence in 1972; not that long ago. People that attempted suicide were considered mentally insane: if I extrapolate, I come to the conclusion, that criminality has become legalized, and all those that are accepting of any form of killing, are mentally insane, and need help to heal their warped minds. Death culture has ensured that killing is a mundane and manageable alternative compared to waiting on the Lord for healing, or even for his already established expiry date; this nihilistic death culture is nonchalantly promoted by politicians to an unperturbed populace. Canadians and Americans froth and foam at the mouth like rabid dogs if someone like me suggests, that their heroes are malicious mercenaries. 

Circumventing commandments, using make-believe work-arounds, pretending that God's will does not matter or make a difference, in order to accommodate wicked murderous men and women, is abominable. And that is where we are collectively, dear one ... with the numbers of deceived mounting while crowding the broad path that leads to destruction. 

There will come a day when you and I need an advocate, because we are kitten weak and cannot speak for ourselves. I suspect, since the masses have not spoken against mass murder with a unified voice, that many a poor soul will find themselves alone, without a mediator to keep the killing wolves at bay, because they chose to float down the bloody river of carnage with the crazy crowd that forsook the Saviour, favouring and loving rulers that would drop them into graves as though they were gnats, as evidenced during the covid era, in a malignant heart beat. 

We see Laodiceans alive and well, running amok frivolously and frantically, designing their own demise with every word of praise that ushers from their mouths, for the killers running for political office. When they make excuses for all that the wicked have publicly, criminally committed, they expose themselves as law breakers too, justifying those that thumb their noses at God's commandments, by attempting to circumvent them via rationalizing. 

Whether a crime is one of commission or omission, it is still a crime. Legalizing killing is a crime committed; ensuring these laws remain intact and in place, is a crime of omission. When the people promote politicians that speak openly and boldly regarding killing laws, as though nothing is amiss, we have not only wretched governors, but a wretched and reprobate populace. 

The ancients ritually sacrificed their own babies to demon gods. The moderns sacrifice their babes to demon sex gods ... have sex, make inconvenient child, kill child in the womb, and repeat. 

I watch and hope and pray. I write and then I pray and hope some more, that people see Jesus on the cross, crucified. I pray that they see each droplet of blood representing thousands upon thousands of sins and sinners, each one contributing to his suffering. The Lamb died for the sins of the world, and the masses look away from him, and toward wicked rulers that speak death to stopped up ears. The would-be Christians that are very much Laodicean, remind me of the Pharisees and Sadducees that wanted Jesus crucified, hailing Caesar as their king, and refusing their own Messiah. 

Soul sickness is prevalent, and speaking against the kings of this world, draws spitting hatred and killer dagger eyes. Christ crucified is where we must go with our thoughts, to tenderize our hearts, and soften our souls for the lost and lonely. 

Hear the cries of the murdered, dear one, let the wailing of the injured penetrate your being, so that you do no harm to those that are already wounded and in need of care. God does not endorse, or condone, the wicked, and their acts of treason, against his Kingdom. Break ties with unbelievers politic, and ask God to cure you of your soul sickness.

The Buddha Three

See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil ... of these three, which do you suppose is acceptable to employ as a life rule? This, of course, is a leading question, and while you consider your answer, I will give you mine. Speak no evil: this ought to be a way of life, but alas, we humans have hearts filled with evil, and the only way to clean them up, is to have Christ's strength surging within, so that our tongues do not wag with wickedness. 

I am observing an interesting phenomena. There are some sweet treat people that have candy mouths that only speak delight, and when words hit their ears with sour notes, they try their best to sugar coat them, to make them palpable, because they cannot tolerate any form of bitterness. This makes me wonder if I am wormwood to them, some kind of sourness to their souls. The sweet treat people initially attempt to reason with me, try to get me to sample the saccharine side, then they become a little irritable, and finally, when they can no longer stand what I stand for, they retreat, lurking in the shadows. They reappear sometimes, letting me know that I am a curiosity to them, but they keep their distance; wormwood is too bitter for their taste buds. 

Matthew 10:16

Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves: be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves

I am a sheep, as most are. There are ravenous wolves roaming about, and the sheep don't always recognize them, but I do, because I hear my Father's voice warning me to be aware. I would like to be perceived as a harmless dove, alas, I think I am seen as a trouble making snake that sees evil, hears evil, and speaks evil, when I attempt to warn the flock that they are about to be consumed by the hunched and ready to pounce wolves. 

I think of all the covid criminals and how they roam about, weaving their way in and out of the fold. They wore masks, spoke likes, but the sheep did not see them as they were and still are, because God kept them blindfolded from truth; because the flock preferred trickery, they preferred to be misled, and they still do. They are like the monkeys, or buddhas three, seeing, hearing, and speaking no evil against those that openly perpetrated killing crimes against them, their family members, and their neighbours. If I am bitter wormwood to their candied mouths, so be it. I will see and hear for them, but I will not speak the devils evil, I will speak God's judgment and truth and hope and pray that they see the murderers as they are. 

I pray for bitter sweetness in the Lord for all. It makes me bitter to see the killing, and it gives my heart sweet solace to go to the One that died for the sins of the world. He is my comfort. 

I do see something quite lovely happening, dear reader. Christians appreciate and covet new born babies, and it is the shed blood of the innocent crying out from the ground, that is now awakening the protective side of those that belong to God. It is a sticking point, a bone of contention, as so many want to believe the best of the people that happen to be their politician of choice; and yet, babes are devalued by the very same politicians, as evidenced by the laws, that do not forbid the taking of their lives in the womb. 

I see that people did not hold to account the progenitors of the covid scam. I hear that they want to hold on tightly to the ones they have deemed worthy of their worship, singing their praises and refusing to hear the murderous messages still boldly spoken. I notice that the sweet treat people refuse to see evil as evil presents itself, but when babies are mentioned, something softens in them, and I am grateful for this, because I do believe, that the heart of God is in those that cannot stand to hear about abortion.

While there is breath there is hope. I hope for people to see the Author of life, consider his wrath and judgment regarding murder, and that they turn their gaze in his direction, and away from mere humans that can not fix what they broke, or save those that they sinned against. 

John 1:1-5

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehend it not. 

I pray for a brightening of sight for all that are on the cusp of having their blindfolds removed, with their consciences screaming at them to see evil, to hear evil, and to speak truth unfailing for all to hear, so that many more souls are saved. 

Calorie Culprits

3500 ... three-thousand five hundred, that is how many calories equate with one pound of weight. One by one these little monkeys, when added together, turn into a gorilla sized monster. Without much thought or effort, you and I can easily consume an extra couple of pounds worth of calories within a couple of days, weeks, months, years, and all of a sudden, we are wondering, What happened? Why is my underwear, why are my pants, pjs, shirts, sweatshirts, socks even, so SMALL? 

Without much thought or effort ... Can you read the tiny writing next to this sentence? I have to squint to see it, and that is precisely the point, dear reader! When we have to make an effort, when we are required to pay close attention. when we must go out of our way to make a change, it behooves us to be diligent in our exertions to reach our goals. Thought and effort are required to get and stay lean, muscular, strong, and fit. 

I am the first person to admit that I know all well kept fitness secrets, and I am also quite the flirt with fitness. I bat my eyes in its direction, whisper sweet nothings to it to let it know I am interested, I even write it letters of reassurance, telling it how much I appreciate it being around, that it matters to me, and I will go out of my way to get better acquainted. Maybe you have a love affair with fitness too, but you are currently estranged? 

8 weeks ago ... eight weeks ago I started a hula hoop habit. I committed to 60 minutes ... one hour daily, for 6 ... six straight weeks. By the 42nd ... forty-second day, I had completed 42 hours ... forty-two hours, of hula hooping. Are you getting annoyed yet with my saying the same thing with numbers and then with letters? I have a method to my madness, dear reader, and it is this: we have to be reminded often of what is important to us. We need to feel as though we have accomplished something once we have decided to be all in, and when I type out the numbers, it is for you to see, that while it might seem Herculean, it was one day at a time, one hour at a time, and I didn't always feel like circling that thing round and round, but I did it anyway. My clothing started growing larger, fitting me without cutting into my flesh, and I had to be very patient with myself, knowing that time in meant results out, over the days that turned into weeks and then a month, and then it turned into a month and a half. 

I have completed week two of another six week fitness fest, and it includes a half hour of hula and a half hour of weight training each day. The breakdown is back, chest, legs, arms & shoulders, abs & balance, rinse and repeat. With the hula hooping, I noticed gradual change, but I must tell you, that one of the secrets I have long held near in dear, is that weight training is the ultimate body transforming technique. Muscle is compact and I am seeing rapid results with my daily workouts ... my clothing continues to grow larger ... or is that me getting smaller? 

This all sounds well and good, and Yippy for you, is what you might be saying while rolling your eyes, but there is something else I have to share, two more components for my success story thus far: calorie counting and daily walking. Yup, I said what you never wanted to hear or read. You must, you simply must, count calories, if you want to shed weight, get in and out of your clothing with easy, and feel fabulously fit. 

I know calorie counting works, but man alive, I have tried so hard not to go that route! Calorie counting is a level of accountability activity few of us want to participate in and yet, it is calories that are the sneaky little culprits, the insidious tiny devils, that conglomerate and collect where we want them least: without calculating your intake and output, because you get to count calories burned to, weight loss is a losing battle. 

A half hour of hula hooping equates with about 126 calories burned for me ... same thing with weight training. If you take a look at the calories you ate for lunch, you will see that you more than likely, ate more than you have burned up in fitness or work or movement. It is so easy to eat 254 calories, but it isn't as easy to work them off. You get my point, I know you do dear one. 

In order to keep you honest, I suggest you download a calorie counting application on your phone. I use LoseIt .. the free version. I use a step counter for walking and I use my brain to remind me that I really don't just want to flirt with fitness, I want us to be in true and abiding love, for the rest of my agile days. 

You have to make a decision, dear one, not just when you go to bed at night and tell yourself, Tomorrow I will be different, brand new, start fresh! You have to decide right now, or at least this week, that you are valuable, your health is important, and you will take steps in the direction of securing your wellness, one workout, one day, one meal and sometimes, one choice filled moment at a time. 

You can do this, I know you can! I am cheering you on.

Carnally Minded

Words from the spiritually wise regarding the carnality of sectarianism, brought to you by the apostle Paul:

And I, brethren, could not speak to you as to spiritual people but as to carnal, as to babes in Christ. I fed you with milk and not with solid food; for until now you were not able to receive it, and even now you are still not able; for you are still carnal. For where there are envy, strife, and divisions among you, are you not carnal and behaving like mere men? For when one says, I am of Paul, and another, I am of Apollos, are you not carnal? (1 Corinthians 3:1-4)  

Paul was speaking to the church of Corinth. They had heard the gospel, believed in Christ as Redeemer, and then disassembled themselves from under his headship, following this fellow and that, giving credit to messengers and forgetting the One that sent them. Hero worship starts this way, when we spend our admiration on the person that has spoken life to our spirit; there is a tendency to give that person far more credit then they deserve, and sometimes, the admired one, soaks up the lavish tribute, like a thirsty sponge; next they start behaving as though they ought to be put on a pedestal and greatly praised. This is how carnality works, dear reader, and we are all prone to being buffed and polished to the point of feeling a sense of personal pride and grandeur. Egomaniacs look for and lust after constant approval, and behave in childish ways to grab all the attention they can get. 

The apostle Paul points out to the Corinthians, that they were mere carnal men, willing to call other men their leaders. Sheep always want a shepherd, and sometimes little lambs don't realize they are being misled, or that they have attached themselves to other sheep, and often times to wolves in sheep's clothing, otherwise known as hirelings. To be plain, there is One Good Shepherd, and as a Christian, I refuse to be labelled a Lutheran, Roman Catholic, Baptist, Calvinist, Reformer ... or any mix and match therein. Doctrine is a belief or set of beliefs taught by a church, political party, or other groups. When I read The Bible, it is very clear to me that it teaches Christ crucified for the sins of the world. It teaches that God is the Sovereign, and it is his voice I must listen for and heed. The black and white of scripture makes it simple and easy for readers to comprehend what God commands and what he forbids ... we are not to idol worship, and that includes making other human beings gods we applaud, follow, and bow down to. 

And that is what I am seeing, lots of scraping and curtsying before carnal men that do not know or love God: they love themselves at the expense of their devotees, and they lap up attention as their energy source, draining their adorers of their spiritual life force. 

Money, sex, stealing property, poison, war, vying for positions of power, murder, bowing to man made gods and to Lucifer, tariffs to tax and break the backs of the people ... when we hear men speak of these things, we know that the kingdom of heaven is far from their minds and hearts. They are carnal, and dear one, we must ensure that we do not feel inclined to think and feel and be as they are: we must look to our Saviour and recall that it is the spirit within that matters most, and not the body that houses the soul. 

Paul was speaking to the Corinthians, and I know he was speaking to us too, warning us to get off of being breast or bottle fed milk, and to grow spiritually into men and women that put all our faith, our God given faith, into the Saviour, our providential mainstay. 

My hope is that the body of Christ becomes a unified force, spreading the gospel for the salvation of souls. While the worldling's display their carnality, my prayer is that all Christian's are seen and heard as precisely that, Christians that follow the Good Shepherd, leading us into his green pastures, where every lamb is called by name. 

Isaiah 43:11

You are my witnesses, says the LORD, and my servant whom I have chosen, that you may know and believe me, and understand that I am he. Before me there was no God formed, nor shall there be after me. I, even I, am the LORD, and besides me there is no saviour. 

John 10:1-6

Most assuredly, I say to you, he who does not enter the sheepfold by the door, but climbs up some other way, the same is a thief and a robber. But he who enters by the door is the shepherd of the sheep. To him the doorkeeper opens, and the sheep hear his voice, and he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. And when he brings out his own sheep, he goes before them; and the sheep follow him, for they know his voice. Yet they will by no means follow a stranger, but will flee from him, for they do not know the voice of strangers. Jesus used this illustration, but they did not understand the things which he spoke to them. 

Dear reader, do you understand the things Jesus spoke to the lost and wandering sheep? Will you, go back into the fold, and follow, the Good Shepherd? 

Canadian By Birth

I am a fully fledged Canadian, by all rights and purposes. I was born in Canada, raised in Canada, speak Canadian, meaning I have a Canadian accent. I like Canadians, they tend to be kind, friendly, and reasonable people. While I feel like this is my country, because why would I feel otherwise?, I am a European too, with imported from other countries parents: my Father was Albanian and my Mother is Italian with Albanian blood. I see the world through multiple lens, but the one lens that matters the most for me, is the one God has given: I am a Canadian with European heritage, looking forward to my eternal citizenship in heaven.

While I reside here on earth, I will do my utmost to honour and obey the Sovereign. He knows what is best because he is the best, and who better to trust than the God that made me?

I appreciate each and every reader that takes the time to read my writing, so this piece of work is written with you in mind. I want to make it very clear, that the politicians that have taken over the country of Canada, do not represent all of the people, in fact, they do not represent anyone in my household, because we live by these words: As for me and my house, we will serve the LORD. Globally speaking, the wicked have grabbed the reigns, and my concern is not for them; they condemn themselves, my concern is for the people of the world. I read this this morning, taken from Matthew Henry's Commentary On The Whole Bible, page 782: Those that have a true relish of the pleasures of serious godliness will not be allured by the baits of sin to swallow its hook ...

Sin has allure, and I am on watch and ready to shout, Danger, danger, protect yourselves, the enemy is at your door. If indeed we are being baited, which of course we are and have been by the enemies of God and the enemies of our own souls, then we must be diligent in ensuring that we not only refrain from nibbling and sampling wickedness, but that we do not take it fully into our being, so that we are hooked by our own sin of indulging what God abhors. 

Canadians and Christians, the common people, have been unabashedly baited by politicians and man alive, they took in decoys without chewing, swallowing them whole without considering consequences, and now they have so many hooks in them, only God Almighty can count them all. This said, only Christ can remove the spikes that pierce the soul and cause spiritual hemorrhaging. 

Dear reader, where ever you are in the world, know that if you do not agree with what the politicians in your country are saying and doing, that you must make your voice heard; otherwise, you will be lumped in with them, and onlookers will believe horrendous things about the people in your country. While communists/satanists have taken over the running of Canadian, I am a freedom appreciating, truth speaking, God loving, Bible believing, Christ follower that has confidence in fair commerce, and kindness as a way of life. My Father killed godless communists when they invaded his land; with my words, I aim to dismantle all the lies and expose the liars. I want people to see that when they say and do nothing, they are agreeing and colluding with the wicked, and that they don't have to go along to get along - we can separate ourselves from the unruly and disobedient that thumb their noses at the God that made them. I am Canadian, and as far as I can tell, Mark Carney, Pierre Poilievre, Donald Trump and many more, have established themselves as hell bound, if they do not repent. They speak odiously, and mark themselves as Satan's seed, because they sow discord among the brethren, and there is nothing in them that has the savour of Christ. 

Each time a politician speaks against the Word of God, we must see him or her as an enemy of the soul, someone that wants to dismantle God's creation and disrupt and destroy his people, not as someone we can trust to make things good or right or great. We must see them for who they are, but more importantly, we must delineate and discriminate regarding who we are, who we belong to, and who rules and reigns in our minds and hearts. We cannot sin by taking their baited promises, and allowing that hook to catch us and hold us fast to the deceptive fishermen that cast their line in troubled waters. We must see as things are, and not as we want them to be.

We still have a good life in Canada. We are very fortunate and blessed. I am confident it is to the godly that God is showing favour, and I know a time is coming when the cup of inequity will fill to the brim, the martyred will finally have their cries answered, and the end will suddenly be upon us, with nowhere to hide from the appointed Judge. Jesus has a lot to say regarding the unrepentant; we need only read The Bible to learn what we ought not say and do, or who to associate with. With fear and trembling we must work out our own salvation, speaking the truth to ears and hearts that are open, so that they too, can live sanctified lives through Christ, and secure their heavenly citizenship, while here on earth.

I exhort you to be honest and compare what you hear to God's biblical commandments. I pray you listen to hear God's voice, and block your ears to what godless politicians blather on about. Be a good Christian soldier, for your sake and the sake of those that are looking to you to lead them. 

Lastly, do recall that all of the renowned Bible characters had to repeatedly swim against wicked governing tides. It is there stories of faith that we must look to as our inspiration, dear one. They remained true and steadfast, not willing to lose their salvation by going along with the devils army. You can choose this too, but you simply must stop lying about the liars: they are what they are, and you cannot change them by wishing or pretending they can be otherwise. 

Revelation 22:11

He that is unjust, let him be unjust still: and he which is filthy, let him be filthy still: and he that is righteous, let him be righteous still: and he that is holy, let him be holy still.

Pierre Poilievre

Prime Minister and immorality

It is election time in Canada, and the criminally corrupt cavort as they canvas for votes. Dads no less, wanting to be the Prime Minister of Canada, promoting themselves as baby killers to garner votes from the promiscuous and debauched, that demand it is their right to terminate pregnancy, whenever it suits their wanton needs. Abstinence is not even considered as an option to prevent pregnancy, how come?

Pierre Poilievre will say and do anything to settle his behind in the Prime Ministers seat. I wonder what it would be like to hear him say, Now this: We have sent out a contingent of RCMP to arrest and charge Justin Trudeau for his crimes against humanity. And Canadians, I humbly apologize for the wicked role I played during the "covid" scam ... God help and forgive me, I done you so wrong, I am ashamed of myself. What do you think, dear reader? Does Pierre have a shot at the Big Cheese Role of next communist in charge of Canada? I think Carney has this thing wrapped up, secured so to speak, because Justin's buzzer went off and he was told, Off you go, we are done with you. Pass that baton to our next putrid pick. 

Here is another question for you: Does it really matter who the matador is that they next put into the arena? All the showboating and speech making is staged, and the acting is so lousy, we can see the ventriloquists mouth moving. If you think my metaphors are all over the map at this point, you are reading me right: how does one describe what one sees when controlled chaos rules, and the masses haven't a clue what they are being set up to suffer in the very near future?  The guys and girls that are posturing for positions of power have given up the ghost, their very souls, as sell outs. These people have zero moral fibre, and fold for every cheap offer to dispose of other humans, to line their own pockets. 

Think with me: could you kill your own baby, with tools and your own hands? How about someone else's baby? Could you go into a womb, and extract the life residing there, and then carry on with your day, as though it was life as usual? Please do not skip away from this gruesome imagery, stay and contemplate the concept. If you could not do this dastardly deed, because it turns your stomach, then what makes it okay for anyone else to do it? 

I have no clue why murder has become such an easy topic to manhandle without restraint, without any sense of wrongness or hint of conscience, accept this: the majority of people now have murderous hearts, and when they hear politicians echo what is in the chambers within their own chest, agreement resounds. Rulers are a reflection of the society they govern. 

Rulers, dear reader, represent the people. Does Mark Carney, or Pierre Poilievre speak the sentiments you want to hear? Do these people speak on your behalf, or are you like me, and cannot stand to hear them yammer because when they do, death wishes are uttered from their mouths? 

The idea that you and I have to vote for someone came from somewhere, but it wasn't from heaven. God would never have his people cast their vote of confidence toward anyone that considers murder an acceptable and defendable practice. Never! 

What is the solution, you ask? Let them play, let them continue to sully themselves. Watch and learn what not to do, who not to be. See the politicians as pawns and be sure to stay away from the board. Keep your distance so that the splatter of blood does not coat and encrust you. God works things out in ways we cannot think of or work out ourselves. He has all the details and is in command continually, and when we least expect it, there is a shift, and an opportunity to praise and glorify his Name ... we just have to wait and know, that no matter what the wicked are up to, God is forever and always in charge.

Revelation pertains to Jesus Christ, and the end of humanity as we know it, here on planet earth. As I have stated numerous times, there are only two sides, and you and I do not want to stand in the proximity of unrepentant murderers when the day of judgment arrives. 

But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death (Revelation 21:8)

NOTE: Satan worshippers often times are more familiar with scripture than professing Christians. Satan is an opposite copy cat, bastardizing the Word of God to weaponize his followers; He entices people to hate God and by doing so, they eventually, hate life, their own and other peoples lives. Only the godless speak so casually about killing babes in the womb ... only the godless, dear reader.