Golden Statues & Worshipping Men

Two men, two golden statues: history always repeats itself, and humans never learn from the past, rather, they make fools of themselves just like their silly willy god forsaking ancestors. 

Daniel 3:1-11

Nebuchadnezzar the king made an image of gold, whose height was threescore cubits, and the breadth thereof six cubits: he set it up in the plain of Dura, in the province of Babylon. Then Nebuchadnezzar the king sent to gather together the princes, the governors, and the captains, the judges, the treasurers, the counsellors, the sheriffs, and all the rulers of the provinces, to come to the dedication of the image which Nebuchadnezzar the king had set up. 

Then the princes, the governors, and captains, the judges, the treasurers, the counsellors, the sheriffs, and all the rulers of the provinces, were gathered together unto the dedication of the image that Nebuchadnezzar the king had set up; and they stood before the image that Nebuchadnezzar had set up. 

Then an herald cried aloud, To you it is commanded, O people, nations, and languages, that at what time ye hear the sound of the cornet, flute, harp, sackbut, psaltery, dulcimer, and all kinds of musick, ye fall down and worship the golden image that Nebuchadnezzar the king hath set up: and whoso falleth not down and worship shall the same hour be cast into the midst of a burning fiery furnace. 

Therefore at that time, when all the people heard the sound of the cornet, flute, harp, sackbut, psaltery, and all kinds of musick, all the people, the nations, and the languages, fell down and worshipped the golden image that Nebuchadnezzar the king hath set up. 

And whoso falleth not down and worshippeth, that he should be cast into the midst of a fiery furnace.

Lately, I write a lot about Donald Trump. When someone believes he is larger then life, and that the idea of erecting a golden statue of himself is suitable for his position of power, his stature in the world, and a testament to his grandiosity, I have to wonder once again, about onlookers. Modest people everywhere are cringing ... while others are lap-dogging up all the vomitrocious nonsense that spews from this man's self-important mouth. 

The bigger they are, the harder they fall, is an idiom that perfectly predicts what will happen to the Don. 

I recall seeing images of Donald's apartment in New York, where gold plating covered far too many surfaces to be appealing. It wasn't beautiful, it was garish. Less is more Donald, and that is exactly what so many of us have experienced: much less than what we were used to, during the dark shut-down days, while you continued your rich and famous life, unhindered, unimpeded, uninterrupted, and prepping for round two, a foregone conclusion, of your presidency. 

Sting of consequences

During the dark days, I learned so much about what is important. I keenly felt sharp contrast: my businesses suffered immensely when people decided to back away from working with me, in favour of hiding in their homes, safe from a bug that didn't exist; they gave up on their own wellness, they forfeited their own bodily control ... they handed over their autonomy to criminals, and Donald, you are one of them, to be sure. Rather than sharpening their minds and strengthening their bodies, my clients, all but one, took to the shadows: I wonder, do they regret their choices? I sure hope so, because without regret, there cannot be repentance. We need to feel the pinch of conscience and the sting of consequences, to have a change of mind and heart. 

Some behaviour is asinine and unbecoming, lacking decorum and dignity. Childishness in grown men and women is embarrassing, and Donald Trump is one of the hardest men to listen to and watch. Donald is like a small child infected with the permanent condition of solipsism, so focused on his own need to be the king in his invented realm, that he doesn't consider others. 

Matthew 4:8-10

Again, the devil taketh him up into an exceeding high mountain, and sheweth him all the kingdoms of the world, and the glory of them; and saith unto him, All these things will I give thee, if thou wilt fall down and worship me.

Then saith Jesus unto him, Get thee hence, Satan; for it is written, Thou shalt worship the Lord thy God, and him only shalt thou serve. 

NOTE: If I have calculated correctly, threescore cubits is 90 feet, plus six cubits, which is the measurement for the base of the statue, at 9 feet. The statue of Nebuchadnezzar was 90 feet tall and 9 feet wide ... Talk about conceited garishness!

NOTE: Donald Trump ushered in the "vaccines", then left the world stage while the stooges did their dirty work pushing the propaganda, making him look like he didn't play a part in the injuring and killing, only to come back as the golden god to save the day. 

Think on that a while ... 

Gold To Be Refined

God sent them into captivity, not as dross is put into the fire to be consumed, but as gold to be refined, Matthew Henry, page 740 from his Commentary On The Whole Bible. 

And the Lord said, Simon, Simon, behold, Satan hath desired to have you, that he may sift you as wheat (Luke 22:31) 

A friend of mine, whom I mentioned in a previous blog, told me that when she was at the airport recently, waiting to hear whether or not her flight was cancelled due to a winter storm, there were many very sick people, hacking and coughing all over the place. It made me wonder: 

• What happened to all the temperature guns aimed at foreheads, covid testing and masking ... all the "preventative" nonsense measures that were taken to heighten awareness of a deadly disease, and force people to comply with medical tyranny, including holding some people hostage in hotels at their own expense, if they tested positive for a fictitious virus? 
• Why is it no longer a concern for the authorities to corral and contain, and isolate people that are a threat to human existence, each time they sniffle or cough?
• What about those days-gone-by vaccine passports that were highly prized as admittance cards to life: restaurants, entertainment arenas, boarder crossing, flights? 

Here is what happened, dear reader. The "authorities" got exactly what they wanted.

Their plotting and planning was put into action, and the masses were coerced in most cases, to take shots that would eventually, or immediately for some, cause harm and or death. When hundreds of people mix and mingle, coughing, sneezing, and wheezing, they tend to contaminate one another. For the wicked conspirators, this is fait accompli, or mission accomplished. Isn't this vile, dear one? 

While people wonder, Why do I feel so sick; Why am I still sick; Why am I sick again; Will I ever get better? the plotters whoop with glee, and need not speak of protective measures, or isolating at home to stay safe from a fake virus, or from people that might have it - they are sitting back and enjoying the show, and they celebrate the fact that they have the ability to wield power while men bend at their command. 

The injections are the cause of sickness, of suffering, of permanent injuries, and of sudden death too. It is plain as day to me as I type this truth, and my prayer is that if you suspect that what you are reading is true, that you will stop all covid activities, and start to pray that your being sifted by Satan stops immediately. 

God wants none to be lost, and he will refine his children in the fire: we are the apple of his eye, and he is mighty to heal, to save, to restore and to redeem, but we must first turn to him for all of our earthly and heavenly needs. If you have been injured via all the covid measures you participated in, please do know that God hears you when you cry out for help and relief, and he wants nothing more than to fold you into his flock. But you must repent, because you followed the orders of mere men, and wicked men at that, rather than trusting in God as your all-in-all. 

You are not dross to God if he is refining you. If it took falling for a lie to finally fall at Jesus' feet, then perhaps praising God is what is now called for from you. Eternity is a very long time, and we are all beings unto death. Sooner or later we will meet our Maker, and my hope for you as that you meet The Judge while you walk this earth, and that after repenting of your sins, you live for Christ as a witness to his mercy. 

1 John 1:9

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

Hebrews 4:16

Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need 

Lastly, I must finish with the concept of our captivity. It would be remiss of me to not mention that I believe our cumulative sin, world wide, put us in a perfect predicament, setting the stage for covid and all the fallout associated with it. Bondage to the Devil is what we never want for ourselves or those we love, and yet this is what we have witnessed on a global scale. The masks alone speak volumes regarding enslavement, and dear reader, if you are coming out of the spell, and realizing that what has occurred is a spiritual battle, with souls as the booty, than please do, step out of captivity. Jesus makes us free as The Way, The Truth, The Life, and he is the only one that holds the keys to your eternity. 

Go to him. Get to know him. Leave the world outside your doorstep, and give yourself over to the One that loves you so much, he died for your sins on a cross over 2000 years ago. Live to glorify Jesus Christ as your Saviour, and never look back. 

The Don Shoots, He Scores

The year is 2016, and Donald J Trump remarked at a campaign stop at Dordt College in Sioux Centre, Iowa:

"I could stand in the middle of Fifth Avenue and shoot somebody, and I wouldn't lose any voters, Ok?" It's, like, incredible."

Yes, Donald, it truly is incredible, meaning impossible to believe, because you are so right, about being about to get away with murder without losing voters. The regular folk just cannot get enough of you, and you are so hallowed as to be able to boy scout say, and do, just about anything, while being lauded. I don't have a problem with you personally, Donald ... I have difficulty with the other human beings that wanna eat you up with a spoon, as though you are the best flavour. and their personal favourite, in the Baskin-Robbins selection line-up. 

I recall you as the prez, the final say, the one that determined who should stay and who should go on the show The Apprentice. Humans loved to hate you Donnie, because what people admire and perhaps fear the most, is power, alpha male top dog I win every time power: You had that power in the show that had you sitting as judge and final juror, determining when someone was summarily dismissed, and you were given the awesome role of saying, You're fired, while pointing your finger, singling out the best of the worst in a crew of people trying to please you. 

Tail between their legs, the newly fired loser would head for the elevator while the receptionist watched the departure ... cut, they were cut from the team, and you were seen as Da Man, bigger than life, flanked by one or another of your children in the boardroom. I didn't like you then and I certainly don't like you now, but that, again, is not the reason for my writing. It does not matter what I think of you, all that matters is the chronicling of what you are saying and doing, and the hope that people actually see you as you are, and not how they want to ice cream flavour you, in their mucked up thinking. NOTE: The Apprentice was a great piece of weekly predictive programming for the masses. Viewing audience members got trained up to see you pointing your finger and saying the words, You're fired, in your ruthless, big business man success suits, and now they get to watch you doing the very same thing for the cameras. Good job Donnie, good job! You managed to blend theatre and backstage with current modern day reality. In fact, your life is one big reality show, but people cannot tell that this is so ... thus my concern. 

Shoots off his mouth

The Don shoots, he scores, dear reader. The Don shoots off his mouth, and with every seventh grader speech he gives, he scores points. People think he is being sarcastic, playful, jovial, funny, while he makes financial and resource threats to other countries; and while he speaks plainly about absorbing other countries as though he is a massive sponge, boldly displaying confidence that nothing will stop him from doing as he says he will do. He gives credit and awards to people like Bourla and Fauci, and he has long lunches with the likes of Bill Gates, while hobnobbing with virtual heroes, Elon Musk and what is that fellas name, the one that stole two brother's idea, and made a killing out of it, oh ya, Zuckerberg, mister Meta reality. 

The set up is so perfect, no wonder it has caught so many flies! The web has been woven so tightly, and is so translucent as to be almost invisible, that the unsuspecting only discover the stickiness once they are already trapped. I comprehend, dear reader, how difficult it will be for you to extricate yourself, but do know, you can, if you decide that you prefer fact over fiction. The moral of the story here, is liars lie, they mislead, and I wonder, are you one of the flies held still, awaiting the sinking in of the venomous spider fangs? 

"I could stand in the middle of Fifth Avenue and shoot somebody, and I wouldn't lose any voters, Ok?" It's, like, incredible."

Now, just to challenge your thinking a little, if it so happens that you dig the Trumpster, I have to ask, since you may be a devotee:

• Does what he said about being able to shoot someone in the middle of Fifth Avenue strike you as funny? 
• How about his arrogant proclamation that he wouldn't lose any voters by doing so? 
• Is this just something a playful, sarcastic person would say? 
• Are you a sarcastic, playful, jovial person, that would say such a thing to prove your popularity, and your untouchable personage? 

That public statement, recorded for posterity, gave us a glimpse of the pride and arrogance of a man that once in office, told the people of his nation, in a most cavalier manner, to get injected. Donald's love affair with money is well-known, and dear reader, as an immoral man, he has proven over and over again, that what he admires and appreciates most, is cash: he surrounds himself with people that steal for a living, kill for a living, and murder naturally without batting an eye, and he isn't even shy about it ... but still, he is seen as somehow naively innocent, a business man that will make people's bank accounts great again. So, I suggest a most insulting thing to you right now, that perhaps, if you like Trump, you too, have a love affair with money:

For the love of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows (1 Timothy 6:10)

I beseech you to go before God, and ask him to look into your heart and next, give you clarity about what is going on in there. What are your motives to support someone that says what he means and means what he says, even when it is vulgar, abusive, self-congratulatory, and promotes violence against others in the form of figurative or actually, shooting, via a gun or syringe? 

What, dear one, will it take, for you to actually believe what this man is saying, and not just excuse him as guileless and innocent of wrong doing? 

What will it take, for you to love the truth, and only the truth, so help you God, and not be swayed to the piecing of your own soul, by your love of money? 

What will it take?

Kick 'Em When They're Down ...

Covid con-artists abound. They did an exceptional job tricking the masses but then again, the many that make up the masses, love to be misled. 

I know some people that I hold near and dear, that I have compassion for, that wouldn't kill a spider or hurt a flee, let alone injure purposefully, another human being, because their hearts are huge and they love living creatures in extraordinary ways. I think of them and I ache, longing for them to know and feel God's presence every waking and sleeping moment, especially when they are feeling unwell. They got injected ... and they just didn't know at the time, that a scam had been perpetrated world wide. They simply, plain old, did not know. 

Some say Donald Trump just didn't know either, and that he was duped, tricked, and unwittingly fell into some unseen trap set for him by Fauci. The Don, some say, some think, some believe, was shanghaied into pushing poison on the populace, and since he just didn't know, he just isn't accountable either. 

I think of rape victims in the olden days, being accused of "asking for it" if their clothing was suggestively sexy prior to the violent attack on their being: the victim was re-victimized when the perpetrator(s) were painted pretty and innocent, despite the massive trauma they caused. That is how I see what is now happening, with all the Trump Ra Ra, all the support he gets, all the love pouring out toward him, while victims of poisonous injections silently suffer, believing it is their own fault, for trusting the fraudsters. 

For every excuse made for this man, there is someone that is being diagnosed with a turbo cancer. For every lie told to keep this man in a holy place where he is not culpable for what he has said and done, there is someone sitting bedside, holding hands with a friend or family member that is slipping away. For every cheer and set of hands clapping for The Don, there is a child being diagnosed with heart disease, or young man or woman being told they have high blood pressure. Young people are killing themselves in desperate droves with mental illnesses that they cannot suffer, and old people are being shot up as though they are drug addicts, hidden away in nursing homes with their life expectancy shortened, despite the advances of modern technology and "medicine".

Trump called Dr. Albert Bourla of Pfizer, One of the great people, one of the great business men. Now one would think that perhaps this would be an unwise thing to say publicly, considering the injury and death rates for people that were injected with Pfizer's potions, and the outrage that it might stir in the relatives that lost a loved one after lethal injections of said potions, but no, not at all! Trump banks on saying whatever he likes and remaining the white knight in shining armour, ready to save the day, the year, the next four years and beyond. 

One might also think that Fauci would be under arrest, since he so wickedly deceived Trump and people are dying in atrocious numbers, but alas, there is no such plan in place for justice to be served up for any of the perpetrators, which brings us back to the closing of this very full circle, with debauchery safely huddled in the middle. The victims are cast aside in favour of protecting the villains, and I say for shame on all that defend the wicked and without pity, do not consider the humbled and weakened amongst us. 

For, shame. 

If you are a Trump supporter, I insist, I simply must stand resolute and firm when I say, that you are kicking victims in the stomach and dropping them down at your feet, because you certainly aren't willing to see that murder is afoot, the killers roam free and back slap one another, and you have a twisted understanding of what is just, true, right, kind, merciful, and godly. The people that need to be protected, defended, fought for, are being ignored and neglected by you, every time you take the side of a man that has no sense of shame and continues on a path that is all his own and leads to destruction; his conscience is what The Bible calls seared. He has no regret and no remorse for what he has said and done that has damaged and disabled other human beings. 

The lie of, If you are not a part of the solution, you are part of the problem, is the very lie that has people believing that we must pick the best of two evils, and vote for the fella that sounds almost just right, even if he is a little off. No, no, no. Sinners are not saviours, they aren't the "solution", and people need to snap out of their stupor, ask God to forgive them for playing a role in moving wicked people into positions of authority and power, and plead to know, Lord, what can I do for the injured, the lost, the wounded, the ones that need protective curative love ... 

What, Lord, is the work you have for me?

Let us be very clear. People are still masking, they are still covid testing, they are still getting shots, and they still believe the lie, and Trump is making money from this, loads and loads of money on the propaganda that continues to be pushed, and pushed hard, on the unsuspecting. When the president of the United States of America is just a sarcastic jokester that means no harm, despite promoting the killing king of Pfizer, then something has gone seriously wrong in logical, deductive reasoning, and the cloud of deception has blurred and blinded the fans, followers, devotees, and worshippers, that make up the crowd that love a man that hates people to death. 

And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him (Revelation 12:9)

If you don't know it yet, you will find out in short order, that Donald Trump is demonically animated and motivated, and his love for filthy lucre makes him the perfect man for the job of spokes-person for his daddy the Devil. 

Slide, Flip, Smoke, Stop

Days ago I wrote a blog entitled Under God's Wings - Delta Down. Last night I saw footage of the Delta sliding, flipping, smoking, and finally, in short order, stopping. The scene is thrilling because I know the outcome; people were out coming from that plane. I cannot help but consider once again, how life altering that atypical landing will be in the aftermath, for the crew and passengers, and hopefully for onlookers too. 

While on the plane, was there fervent prayer, panic, pleading? Did people scream as they braced themselves, or slump in their chairs, hunkering down and preparing for an impact they could not control? Hanging upside down from their chairs, still attached by seatbelts - safety first - was all hope lost? Could they smell the acrid smoke, see out their windows that a wing was missing? Did they in shock, suddenly realize that they were indeed, alive, and start unbuckling themselves and then others too, helping one another to their shaky legs, finding their feet beneath them, ready to walk out door openings?

Did anyone make vows to God to honour and obey him while thanking him for this exquisite postponement of their judgment day? Did anyone make promises to change their life forever, begging God for forgiveness of their damning sins? Perhaps there were one or two saints on the plane praying loudly, or there were one or two saints praying for their loved ones from home base ... and this: God sent angels to control the slide, gently hamburger like flip the plane, and stop the icy glide. Delightful, absolutely delightful, dear reader. 

Where there is smoke, there is fire, and where there is sin, there are souls in peril. God is so gracious, he let everyone know days ago, that even when it looks as though all is lost, there is hope. The footage I watched was taken by an eye witness, from the ground. They were saying, No, no, no ... and some swear words ushered out. I wonder if God placed that man there, to witness the miracle of a life-time. How joyful I would be to be the one chosen to see such a mind and heart opening event. In fact, I am busting wide open as I type, gleeful for the souls that today, and from this day forever, survived one of the scariest and coolest landings, ever to have taken place in aviation history. 

Dear reader, when it is inconvenient to believe, and to have faith in God, that is precisely when we simply must, put all our cares, all our worries, and of our inclinations to fuss, fight and fret, into his capable hands. Prayer is the most powerful weapon in our faith arsenal, and by God, I am praying for more miracles. What is the point of being a saint, dear one, if prayer is ineffectual and does us not a lick of good? 

There is much to be grateful for, and much to pray about too. I have nothing to go on until I open my Bible or read from Matthew Henry's Commentary. Our minds are altered, and our thoughts directed, when we begin the day with the God that shifts and moves mountains, makes baby lambs and humans, and gently, ever so kindly, saves lives for the sake of their souls, and for the sake of onlookers that may take this event personally, as an invitation to change. 

Don't let this opportunity pass you by, dear one. 

I look forward to hearing testimony from the people that were on that plane or anyone that now knows Jesus as Saviour as a result of this event. I pray we hear much from them, and that their joy is evidence for all to see, that God is in charge of life, and death, and everything in-between.

See now that I, even I, am he, and there is no god with me: I kill, and I make alive; I wound, and I heal: neither is there any that can deliver out of my hand (Deuteronomy 32:39)

You, reader dear, are alive because he maintains you. You, dear one, will die one day, according to his schedule, and the death date he has already assigned you. People don't like God being in charge of everything, until of course, their life hangs in the balance, and then somehow God being Almighty, makes a whole lot of sense. 

Believe, especially when it is inconvenient, especially when you have no say and circumstances seem dire. Believe always and forever, and your reward awaits. 

Hebrews 11:1 

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, and the evidence of things not seen

Love Bombing & Hate Harpooning

What is love bombing, you ask? Love bombing is explained thusly: an attempt to influence another person with over-the-top displays of attention and affection.

What is hate harpooning, you ask? Hate harpooning is explained thusly: an attempt to negatively impact the self-esteem and worth of another person by insulting their physical attributes and criticizing their character. NOTE: hate harpooning is a Linda Grace Byers original term, borrow liberally if you like. Sharing is caring and I don't mind you utilizing my lingo.

There is a Netflix mini-series entitled Apple Cider Vinegar, and if you want to see a narcissist in action, do plant yourself and anticipate being frustrated and annoyed, while watching the most excellent portrayal of Belle Gibson, thief and con-artist extraordinaire. I enjoyed the show immensely, because it gives the viewing audience intense and accurate depictions of people just like Belle, that prey on unsuspecting victims by luring them with warm over-the-top affectionate attention, and alternatively lambasting them when the predator does not get the response they desire and demand, with attacks on their appearance and their very being, who they are, with harsh and cruel soul slicing abusive slurs. 

Part of my work as human being is to act as a harbinger. I cannot help myself, dear reader, I must warn, set off alarm bells for the masses, to let them know that they are in danger of being devoured whole. There are people in this world that do not have a lick of sympathy, or empathy, or compassion, for others. They do not feel or even perceive pain in another, but they are keen in their understanding that emotions move people in one direction or another, and if they can tap into a another person's needs, for love, for attention, for affection, for being noticed, or lead because they feel lost, then they can get them to do what they want, without having to reciprocate. It is the reciprocating that does not exist, between a predator and its prey ... a narcissist can take, bleeding other people dry, and never once consider how devastating it is to be the one taken advantage of. 

The show, Apple Cider Vinegar, can give you, the viewing audience member, glimpses into the psyche of a sicko, and perhaps, dear reader, you will see someone you know in the personage of the pretender. Acting is a way of life for those that want something from people like you and me, providing nothing in return as a good will offering. Isn't it wise for you and I to know, not only that these people live and breathe and wait for their next catch, but also for us to be able to read the ones we are with, and detach emotionally from them in order to save ourselves from their destructive influence? Say yes, dear one, to understanding the enemy in your midst so that you can begin to make choices that will spare you the agony of financial, mental, physical, and spiritual harm. It is easy to get taken, and be thrown off your guard, but for how long? How long are you willing to play mouse to their cat?

If you suspect you are being dealt with by a narcissist, meaning they have somehow roped you in and you are finding it difficult to extricate yourself, know that you can say no to their demands, but brace yourself: they will attack you in as many ways as it takes until they see you crumple. Don't do it, don't show your hurt. Just know it is them, not you, that gets to choose your company, and then find a way, to walk away. 

Under God's Wings - Delta Down

What do you make of a de-winged plane lying on its back?

All flight crew and passengers exited the plane, alive. I wonder how they are doing; how this extreme landing has impacted their sense of well-being. Are they in awe, praising God for the miracle of their survival? Are they nervous wrecks, terrified of having been flipped and hanging from their seatbelts, suspended until released and dropped to the cabin roof, so that they could make their way to the two exits? How does one perceive their experience, when they have been spared to live another day, shaken to the core and living to tell about it?

Flight cancelled

A friend of mine that I love in a big way, had her flight cancelled on Saturday. She was set to fly out of Toronto, but wisdom dictated otherwise, due to winter rearing its magnificent and bossy head. It is foolhardy to think we can outwit the wind and blustering snow, and yet, my friend reported that passengers took flight cancellations very badly, getting angry at the staff that informed them they would receive refunds, but wouldn't be sitting on a plane any time soon. I wonder, are they grateful, now that reports about the upside down Delta are out? 

Plane accidents are more frequent now. It used to be that it was safer to fly in the sky than down the highways. The trouble with flying is that when a plane goes down, many more people potentially die compared to car crashes and so, when a plane goes down and the people survive, it can only be that the mighty hand and will of God has given them a stay. Miracles happen, and we get to praise God for each and every one. The weather is being manipulated, and no matter what mischief men get down to, God can always be counted on to give a reprieve, when he so chooses. Seems like this upside down incident is rather comical on some levels ... if we land and hang suspended in mid air and get cut loose so we can right ourselves, then maybe we are receiving a message about getting our affairs in order. Get right with God is the note dangling in front of faces blood red from the bat like positioning in that plane, because the next time, things might not turn out so great; second chances may not be served up as an option. 

Psalm 91:4

He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler

The image of the plane on its back with a wing missing is alarming. It reminds us to be ever so appreciative of each and every plane trip we have ever taken, that had us lift into the air and land safely on the ground at our chosen destination, without any effort on our part. Man made the planes, sure thing, God gave them the intelligence to craft these outstanding machines, but dear reader, God holds everything together in such magnificent ways, that when we see things falling apart, we are made to recall how much we take for granted, and how grateful we ought to be for all we have survived thus far. 

Close calls

Do expect more plane crashes, and deaths too. I do not say this to scare you, I merely state what I anticipate happening, because pilots got lethal injections and so did flight staff, along with airport employees. In fact, look up how many planes are going down these days, and you will be shocked and perhaps even frightened at the frequency. This said, I want you and I to take a moment and thank God for our own close calls, and all the times God rescued us, when we could have been taken out of this world rather than given a postponement. 

My friend, the one whose flight was cancelled, has reverence for God. She fears him and has a righteous attitude about his Sovereignty. It matters not what plotting and planning the evil ones are occupying themselves in, God rules and reigns supreme, and we can praise him each time he makes a fool out of prideful men, and gives them the grace to be dumbfounded at his generosity, when giving them time to repent and be reformed, redeemed by Christ as Lord. 

Delta Down ... how supinely divine. 

Fictitious & Factitious Artificial People

• We have artificial intelligence, which is truly oxymoronic
• We have fictitious people, defined as not real or true; imaginary or fabricated
• We also have factitious people, defined as artificially created or developed
• Ious means, full of or having ... fictit-ious - full of fiction; factit-ious - full of fakery 

Artificial, made or produced by human beings rather than occurring naturally, especially as a copy of something natural; contrived or false

We have so called artificial intelligence and we also have artificial people ... facsimiles, copies of the original.  

Dear reader, we have all manner of pretending and feigning happening all around us, and this drives me to distraction sometimes, and it also has me wanting to distinguish between what is real, who is real, and what is not coupled with who is not, authentic.

As a coach, what I hear people say they want the most is to be themselves, even if it means shedding the heavy weight of people pleasing; even if it means they would prefer that people leave their relationship circle in favour of being alone, or better yet, including others into their lives that strive to be their honest to goodness selves too. Not so with the frauds and fakers ... they work their deceptive tailbones right off every time they open their mouths and strange fictitious things come out making them factitious, artificial, and colouring them clever but clearly, as ignoramuses. When people pretend, they actually believe in their powers to trick others, believing they are masters over truth and lies, and everyone else is too stupid to figure out what the facts are ... that mentality, is the height of arrogance and pride. 

I admit I am ever so slightly obsessed with the truth. I get irritable when I hear lies, in fact, one time, while sitting listening to a pastor speak that I know was verbally plagiarizing from a book I had just read (I have odd recall with books, and he was literally quoting verbatim, telling the story as though it were from his own family history, but I knew it belonged to another) I had to use a super human unnatural strength to control myself, to keep myself from shooting up from my cushy chair in that full auditorium, and shouting LIAR, LIAR!!!!!

I realize how great God is, dear reader. That book was fresh in my memory and I can still recall the details now, of the story the pastor pretended was his own. Ask me to tell you what I ate two days ago and there is blank space on my white board mind, but that story is alive for me, all these years later, and I give God credit for his perfect timing, his supernatural revealing of truth, so that his children can be made free from deceivers, including those that profess faith and pretend to be pastors of God's flock.

Wary to wise

I recall my disappointment, and my coming to terms with the reality that many a pastor in my past was no where near the holiness we are called to as Christ followers, in fact, so many preacher types have sold their souls in favour of having fans, humans that are in desperate need of godly leaders, so much so that they become devotees of the one on the stage that speaks pretty heart warming words of welcome, but never come close to calling out sinners from the path of destruction they are travelling towards damnation. Jesus died for the sins of the world ... your wicked debauchery and mine, but alas, this is not a pleasant thing to hear and can drive people out of pews and theatre comfy plush seats. 

I used to be wary, because of the once burned twice shy lesson, but I don't think I am wary any more, dear one, I do believe I have matured and have become more wise. I simply do not look to human beings to lead me, and in fact, I do more of the leading now ... right to The Bible! Praise God Almighty, The Bible is authentic, it is factual, the people and their stories are real, and Jesus Christ is the Truth! I need not worry about being misled, deceived, or faked out; I can count on being warned, told the truth, and being encouraged to be my godly self, modelling me after my Saviour. 

Jesus said this to his disciples:

Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves. Be ye therefore wise as serpents and harmless as doves (Matthew 10:16)

How very sweet, dear reader, to be wise and harmless at the very same time. And how very kind God is to let us know that wolves are in our midst, and while we endeavour to direct the sheep toward heaven, their are many that attempt to hide their fangs and their blood lust for the flock. If a preacher does not preach Christ and him crucified, he is no preacher at all ... If a professing man of God never speaks of sin or hell, he is not reading and teaching from the Good Book, he is casting a spell to soothe and amuse his audience, lulling them to sleep. 

The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom: and the knowledge of the holy is understanding (Proverbs 9:10)  

Fear of the Lord is what is missing, dear reader. Preachers are free from hardship these days. They coasted through covid comfortably, closing their doors to the flock when men told them to, and now they carry on as though covid never happened, business as usual. 

Do you trust as though covid never happened, dear one? Is everything back to normal for you, post the greatest fraud of our lifetime? Are you at all rankled by the sickness and suffering you are witnessing all around you, or have you just moved onward and upward from the all time low we just lived through, of fictitiousness, factitiousness, artificial, fabricated and fraudulent betrayal perpetrated against the people of the world?

Listen ... this word listen is used often by speakers to get attention, and I use it here to regain yours if you have faded away from what we are talking about. We all need to snap out of our stupor and hold each other to the highest standards of honesty and truth telling. We cannot give ourselves or anyone else a free get out of jail pass because God will certainly not: he is Holy beyond our imagining, and as Judge, Jesus will not tolerate unrepentant sinners in his eternal presence - if this were the case, he needn't have died on the cross for our sins - we are forgiven when we repent, not when we say we, or someone else, was "good" enough. 

Listen ... 

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 (John 10:27-28)

Contrast the scripture above with this:

1 Timothy 4:1-5

Now the Spirit speaketh expressly, that in the latter times some shall depart from the faith, giving heed to seducing spirits, and doctrines of devils; speaking lies in hypocrisy; having their conscience seared with a hot iron

2 Corinthians 11:13-15

For such are false apostles, deceitful workers, transforming themselves into the apostles of Christ. And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light. Therefore it is no great thing if his ministers also be transformed as the ministers of righteousness; whose end shall be according to their works 

Dear reader, the Spirit of God warns us that some will depart from the faith, giving heed to seducing spirits, and doctrines of devils ... I acknowledge this to be so, and it was frighteningly evident during the covid fiasco, that purported men of God really were cowards waiting in the wings until the coast was clear, and they could begin again, with their watered down alleged christianity. 

God's timing, as I stated above, is perfect. He supernaturally reveals truth for you and I to sharpen our discernment, understand the times we are living in, and do our own version of separating ourselves out from the goats. If you hear your Father's voice, you too, will be repelled by the words shooting out as deadly daggers aimed to kill faith in God as Sovereign, and you will not rely on mere men as saviours. Lies will be become more evident with every moment you spent in God's word, and every moment you resist spending time listening to liars. 

Sage advice has been given since the dawn of man. Worship God and God alone, seeking first his kingdom and forsaking what the world has to offer you, in favour of your own salvation. God will guide and teach you every step of the way, all you need do is stop listening to the frauds and fakes that love themselves over and above everyone and everything else, and start immersing yourself in The Bible. Your time is short, you must make most excellent use of it. 

Mental Illness

I am considering how to broach the subject of deception as a mental illness. Do you consider it so, dear reader? Are liars insane, and are some liars, criminally crazy?

I'm not talking about run of the mill liars like you and me; people like us injure ourselves when we fib, and we dent and damage relationship too, but we don't lie to the extend of doing psychological harm that leads to life destruction, as some do. We, you and boring me, are not pathological in our lies, and so convinced that our egregious ways are well founded, that we do not feel the pinch when we practice deception. In other words, conscience screams LIAR, LIAR, when we misspeak and mislead; in contrast, a person accustomed to their own deceiving ways, really enjoys indulging their inclinations toward the misguiding of others, and that is hard to believe for most of us. It is difficult to grasp, why people perpetually pretend, and want others to believe their blatant blathering of bold-faced lying. 

Make no mistake, dear one. Manipulators feel no shame and can lie as easily as they breathe. In fact, they breathe in facts, misconstrue them in their brains, and then speak out foul misleading methodology, crafted to drag you and I by invisible nose rings, inserted when we weren't paying attention. Have you ever believed a sincere person that turned out to be a con man or woman? Have you lost money, and then sleep, because you foolishly fell for a scam or someone's trickery? 

Soul regulator

People Of The Lie: The Hope for Healing Human Evil, a book written long ago by M. Scott Peck, M.D. fine-lined for me that evil does indeed exist. The father of lies is known as the Devil, and to deny him his rightful place in the minds and hearts of liars, is foolish and naive. If you are a liar, you deceive yourself if you think you can get away with your wayward ways, and if you actually believe that you are not influenced by the wicked one. This is why God installed in each human being, a conscience, the sheriff of the soul (Matthew Henry calls it this). If you can lie and feel no guilt, no remorse, then you are mentally, emotionally, spiritually, ill and retarded in your psychological maturity. You have tuned out and turned off your soul regulator, your conscience. To lie with the believe that you are immune; to lie with impunity ... is indeed, crazy making in your mind. 

Poisoning the mind

Lies poison the mind and shade reason. Lies help us do what we want to do to get the results we want to garner in the form of information or approval. Lies buy us time and have us believing we can win while cheating others out of what is rightfully theirs. If you have to lie to get what you want, you are stealing, plain and simple. 

Are you on an anti-depressant? If not, how many of your friends and acquaintances are taking something to settle their nerves? This is not a question out of left field, dear reader, this is a leading inquiry. I am pointing to the predominant tendency people suffer, of subterfuge, the deceit used in order to achieve a goal. For the cause and in the case of emotional management, the goal of smoothed out agitation is supposedly met and handled with drugs, anti-depressants. I offer an alternative to this pharmaceutical band-aid in the form of understanding what is really happening, and working through the pain to the freedom offered on the other side. 

If a person is anxious, it means they are emotionally disturbed. Anxiety is sharp and painful, and when dealt with appropriately, a person can think clearly and make decisions that are wholesome, but in order to do this, they may have to suffer truth. You read that last line correctly, they, meaning people like you and me, may have to suffer truth in order to be free from anxiety. 

Self-deception

People avoid suffering at all costs: there is a sense that if one goes down the dark and dusty road that leads to understanding of what taunts and haunts them, the truth may murder them. Why o why, would I want to kill myself? says the psyche. Is it not far better to ignore what might kill me, in favour of putting up and shutting up, so that I can carry on with life? What, pray tell, is the point, of dealing with my past, when it does nothing to move me forward into my future? Let sleeping dogs lie ... I will sneak away so as not to disturb them. 

I outlined for you in the above paragraph, what the unspoken contract is when a person denies their own pain, and believes they can silence it, keeping it from rearing its ugly and noisy head. Alas, this never works, or at least, not long term; thus a person that cannot, will not, refuses to, deal with their own hurt, will turn to work, drugs, alcohol, sex, TV, social media, anything to distract them from their suffering and numb the sorrow of the soul. And so ...

Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive, Sir Walter Scott.  

Escapism

Listen: If you self-deceive, know that this makes you susceptible to the lies of manipulators. If you believe your own nonsense and assimilate and then integrate, duplicity into your soul, then be sure it is not a stretch that you are more than capable of soaking up other people's chicanery; in fairness, when you excuse yourself, you will excuse others. No one wants to be judgemental; we have a tendency to give others a pass on what we ourselves have done. Isn't that what we all want, mercy for being flawed, and to not have to pay the price of punishment for our not so great choices? 

This form of escapism, the dodging of responsibility for our lousy sinful choices, dear reader, is exactly the cause of much anxiety. Next, the choices other people have made that caused us pain, suffering, and all manner of injury, is yet another major source of anxiety and soulful agony. Deal with it, all of it, and I tell you now, that while the process may be painful, and you may feel as though it will be the end of you, it will not be, in fact, it will be your new beginning. Slowly take steps in truth telling, and feel weight drop from your shoulders, one laden lie at a time. 

Discernment is dull

Sin is insidious. When we don't come clean regarding our own sin, pleading for forgiveness from God, begging for him to make honest men and women of us, and pledging to sin no more when he gives us the strength for this resolve, then how in God's Mighty name, can we fearlessly point out deception in others? I tell you, dear reader, that discernment is dull when we self-deceive, but sharpened when we go before our Maker and beseech, Lord, cleanse me of my sick iniquity, make me more like you. It is never a vain and useless endeavour to go to God and ask for what we desperately need most. He always hears, and always answers, then provides, when it is his perfect will we want enlivened in us. 

This is my challenge to you dear reader. Catch people in lies. 

Here is how:

1. If a person says one thing and does another, that is a lie; behaviour never lies

2. If the person is speaking to someone and you happen to be listening, and you hear them telling the other person a story that does not match what actually happened, that is a lie

3. If a person has information that aids in clearing up a misunderstanding, but withholds, that is a lie of omission

4. If you discover someone has spoken about you behind your back, blaming you for something they have done, that is a lie

5. If a person commits to a cause, telling you that they are with you but in short order, they speak the opposite within your sight or hearing, that is a lie designed to deceive and mislead

6. If you are warned about someone being tricky, self-serving, dishonest, untrustworthy, sneaky ... rather than giving them your helping hand, perhaps take some time to watch and assess them. Chances are very good, that the reports you have heard are accurate, and you have a deceiver in your midst

7. If a person feeds you information that leads you in a direction that may be harmful to your well-being, or will cause injury to another, they are telling you lies to get you to do things you ought not do 

• What telltale signs can you add to this list? 
• What kind of liar have you been? And what kind of liars have you dealt with?
• How did the liar "get you", and what did you lose by engaging with them? 
• How have you caused injury to yourself and others, via your own lies? 

Are you, dear one. mentally ill? 

Lies are like a ball of yarn ... in fact, there is an old expression, spinning a yarn: to tell a story; to make up or relate a series of excuses. A long sting of yarn can be rolled into a massive ball, making up the fabric of someone's life; with this imagery, we have tightly wound lies with the centre hidden from perceiving eyes. Take the strand that sticks out and pull, allowing the ball to roll away from you, and the yarn unravels, revealing the excuses, the stories, the lies hidden within. Truth is the most powerful weapon against deception, and lies have no chance of survival: Truth always prevails, even when it seems the liars have gained ground and it has been lost forever. 

There is One known as The Truth. He doesn't take kindly to lies or liars ... do you, dear one, know him?

Observing Obsequiousness-Donald Trump

Since behaviour never lies, one must take seriously the actions and body language that betray an observed person's inner workings. 

The word obsequious is perfectly placed when we watch someone acting in such a way as to seem overly friendly in a subservient manner, in order to garner favour; or to let everyone know, who is boss. 

Obsequious is defined thusly: obedient or attentive to an excessive or servile degree.

When the president of the United States of America waits for a man to sit down, and then pushes in his chair, we are witnessing attentive and excessive, servile behaviours. Seeing Donald Trump behave in a manner unbecoming of a president, while being strangely uncharacteristic of a very arrogant and self-proud man, has alarm bells ringing in my ears. 

Benjamin Netanyahu's chair was held for him. He placed his bottom on the cushy seat, and seemingly unaware of his helper, pulled the chair in to get himself closer to the table. What prompted Donald to do such a thing? I have an idea, but I would rather ask you a few questions first: 

● Do you find it unbecoming for the president of the United States of America to behave in a servile manner toward a leader of another country?

● What do you make of this strange behaviour?

● Can you think of a reason for Donald Trump to behave deferentially toward Israel's prime minister?

Now for my opinion, or should I say, my more obvious opinion, since I hinted at it above. 

I know the big plan, the grand scheme, the soon to close the curtains finale of this earthly saga. The Devil loses but in the mean time, he has some Christians he wants to trick and then treat, to the death gallows. There exists a hierarchal pecking order, and the greatest killers in the world are the ones that serve Satan without hesitation or reservation. Imagine with me, the killing of God incarnate, the killing of Jesus Christ ... the cold blooded murder of a perfectly innocent man, and this at the hands of those he created. Now picture your death too, and the deaths of those you love that cannot protect themselves. Does it make sense to you that if men can plot and plan the killing of their promised Messiah, that they do not give a damn for you or yours?

Donald and Benjamin serve the same Devil. The pecking order is in place, and they behave according to the established plan. They agree that war is the way to peace ... at the expense, of course, of lives. Does this sound strange to read? Do you agree with them, that the way to peace is at the expense of lives? What if it is your life, or your livelihood, that they are willing to sacrifice for their greater good?

I cannot help but recall what I recently read. Moses was the priest of priests and then he consecrated his brother Aaron as the first priest, in the wilderness wanderings. Samuel acted as judge on behalf of God for Israel, until they wanted a king of their own that was similar to the pagan kings that ruled in the surrounding areas. Way back in Samuels time, people wanted God out of their government, out of their lives, so that they could sin with impunity. They figured they could do as they pleased along with everyone else, and that God could be pushed out of his Righteous seat of Judgment ... the separation of church and state started with rebellious Israelites, and it will end with them too, since they hate the living God that condemns disobedience. 

The commandments are broken daily by government and we are so accustomed to the vileness of the violating of God's laws, that the majority are perfectly accepting of presidents and prime ministers behaving as utter heathens and degenerate pagans. They prance and preen in their perceived importance, and all the while, Christians, of all people, applaud and encourage the behaviours without red faced shame. I am embarrassed, dear reader, truly and surely embarrassed, at how so many are willing to pledge their allegiance to people that are hell bound and bent on following the Devil to his demise, and trying to take you and I with them, without a second thought. 

Donald bent his back while holding and then pushing in Benjamins chair. He waited for the man to be seated ... how come? How do you make sense of this, if you can at all? You can make all the excuses in the world, but I know that a man with dignity would never hold a chair for another man, let alone wait and then push it in: gentlemen do this for women, for goodness sakes! 

My father surely would never have done such a despicable thing, and the thought of it makes my stomach queasy while my soul whinges. Would your father do this for another man?

Dear reader, I ask you to consider putting back together your own mental government, and judging people according to God's rule and reign as Sovereign over all. Stop separating in your thinking and soul, church and state: when you do this, you act as an ancient and modern Israelite, accepting human governance that betrays God, rather then looking to godly ways to reject what is considered debauchery in God's sight. When you excuse bad behaviour, you make it your own. God does not condone sin, and you commit it each time you align with those that freely and openly, break God's commandments. 

And Jesus answered him, The first of all the commandments is, Hear, O Israel; The Lord our God is one Lord: And thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind, and with all thy strength: this is the first commandment. And the second is like, namely this, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself. There is none other commandment greater than these (Mark 12:29-31)

Dear reader, you may be making the mistake of loving the world more than you do God, if you persist in believing that humans will make things "better" when clearly, we are coming to the close of history, meaning the end of our earthly existence. The Devil knows this is true; his worshippers know this is true, and thus the mighty grab for global power; and Bible reading Christians that abide in the Lord of hosts know this is true. The question is, do you?

His Blood Be On Us

Picture yourself, bludgeoning club in hand, raised to smash to death a man you revile, loathe with every fibre of your vibrating being. You want him gone and will do anything, everything in your limited power, to have him eviscerated to expedite his death. You have murder in your mind, and a killer has taken up the fast beating of your heart. The club in your hand is clenched tightly, and rage beams from your eyes. If you could get your hands on him, you would rip him limb to limb, chew up his flesh and spew it out for all to witness. You care nothing about who hears you, who sees you, in fact, you want all to know how much you hate, and how desperately you want to kill this man. 

Pilate saith unto them, What shall I do then with Jesus which is called Christ? They all say unto him, Let him be crucified. And the governor said, Why, what evil hath he done? But they cried out the more, saying, Let him be crucified (Matthew 27:22-23)

Damn it, you seethe. What the hell is the hold up? Talk talk talk, no action. Galvanized, you sway forward, leaning in the direction of the man, while an invisible something holds you back. He is within reach and yet you cannot approach. All you can do is restlessly wait and watch. You can feel the rage in the men that surround you; there is a force that has unified you with the crowd. You taste blood as though it has been trickled onto your tongue. Your imagination falls short and is not enough to satisfy your lust; you crave more, and impatience boils in your veins. 

When Pilate saw that he could prevail nothing, but that rather a tumult was made, he took water, and washed his hands before the multitude, saying, I am innocent of the blood of this just person: see ye to it. Then answered all the people, and said, His blood be on us, and on our children (Matthew 27:24-25)

There now, there. As one body we have shouted our desire. Innocency be damned. This man must suffer and pay and ... Who cares if his blood splatters on us?! Pilate can wash his hands and do our dirty work at the same time, so we can rid ourselves of the Presence of Jesus. Don't get me wrong, I would do the killing myself if I could, but for some reason, I just cannot get to him. I cannot reach for and grasp him ... it is as though my arms are tied to my sides. 

His blood be on us, and on our children

Imagine now, dear reader, as killer, something catches your eye. There is movement in your peripheral vision, and you glance in that direction to see your family approach. There is a baby in your wife's arms, and your three year old, having spotted you, races toward you shouting Papa, Papa ... as he passes the raised platform on which Jesus is being scourged, blood splatters, coating the left side of your child's body. His robe, face, and hand, soak up droplets and in sick satisfied horror, your words come true ... His blood, because you cried the words Crucify him, are now own your own offspring. 

Whatever have you done, dear one? 

The Jews that wanted Christ crucified were coated in his innocent blood. The evidence of a murderous heart is a curse upon the killer, and on their children too. God does not take lightly the shedding of innocent blood, nor does he esteem those that bring their children to bitterness by teaching them to hate their King. We damn ourselves when we turn away from our Sovereign, and drag our children to hell with us when disobedience prevails in our minds and hearts. 

Imagine committing crime, and wanting your children to suffer for it too. Next, imagine that you want your children to be just like you ... does this frighten you in the least? Are you proud of who you are, and do you want your offspring to be your replicas? 

I want to be an image bearer of Christ my King, and by God in heaven, I most certainly want this for my very own son. Cursed be the man that wants the blood of the innocent to be upon him and his children ... repentance is the only cure for this soul malady, and I pray that the guilty are pierced in conscience and drop to their knees before Jesus and plead for their lives and the lives of their children.