If ever there was a man that could be called a communist of the first order, it would be Justin Trudeau.
The confusing and confounding issue I take with Justin Trudeau extends to all the people that mass formation indicates, believed him, trusted in him, did his bidding without hesitation or exception. Justin Trudeau was one of many pied pipers, leading whole families out of their way, out of The Way, and into the dark places and spaces of sickness and death. My confusion comes from my attempts at trying to understand how crazy took over when calm ought to have stilled fears; my confounding lies in the comprehending that no matter what lies are told, they are eaten up as delicious morsels, despite the poisonous ingredients, by people that do not know God, nor do they want to know him. Mana isn't their bread of choice; they prefer to sup on bleached, bland, nutrition less wonder bread. It is a wonder to me, dear reader, how they subsist on substitutes for the real thing.
All of the wicked ones ought to be shaking in their stolen shoes right about now, because the few that spoke truth during the great oppression, are getting louder and louder, and what Jesus whispered into their ears during the pandemic of communistic covid, they are shouting, via loud speakers, from rooftops. Justin Trudeau has lost the platform he was handed. His usefulness has expired, and I wonder how he feels with all the hatred flowing in his direction? I wonder about all of Satan's mouth pieces ... Judas stated that he had shed the innocent blood, and then proceeded to hang himself. Justin didn't hand Christ over to the Romans to be crucified, but he sure did hand over the lambs that Christ died for, and God doesn't take kindly to murderers, oppressors, or to communists of the first order.
I have prayed precatory prayers lately, that go something like this: Lord, please redeem ___________; bring them to their knees, convicted of their guilt, confessing their sins, and pleading for forgiveness through Christ our LORD. If they are not to be redeemed Lord, please hold them to account, remove them from their position of power, and recompense those they have injured via justice, accountability, and the full extent of your law.
I have friends whose parents were murdered during the great oppression of communistic covid. They weep, mourning the extreme losses, and I weep too: the losses are too great, and I comprehend what came before this generation. I understand what it means now to be in the fight, and what my own father fought for when he killed communists that entered his native land as oppressors, He was twelve, gun in hand. He believed in God and the freedom he gives humanity, with lawful guidelines that tell us not to move border stones, not to steal, not to kill, not to bear false witness against our neighbour, and much more.
Justin Trudeau said horrible, vile, malicious things, about those of us that refused to be cowed into taking poison into our bodies at his command. He had a script, a copycat script that was used by him and his killing cohorts, and we did not for one moment, believe a word he said; but we did hear him speak division to the nation he had been given demonic power to reign over, to our ruin. Alas, those were dark and dank days, and I could just shove off and move on but for the fact that people like Justin Trudeau still roam freely without tether or threat of repercussion, at least, that is the case right now ...
Wicked people have a tendency to be arrogant and cocky publicly, while inside, in their private moments, they are tormented by demons that devour, nibbling with sharpened teeth, the spirit that resides within. There is no where that Justin Trudeau can go where he is not mocked and thought of as an idiot. He was a good puppet, but with his handlers hand removed, he is left lifeless, purposeless, and devoid of value in a world where mercenaries are spent and cashed in, one after the next, until they fade out of sight, never to be seen again. What a desperate waste of humanity.
People are waking up, as the expression goes. People are sick and wondering why, and other people are telling them, and they are finally listening. Truth cannot be buried, at least, not for long. Jesus resurrected, Truth incarnate, in three days, from the grave, and these facts give people like you and me, hope that no matter what the murderously wicked have plotted and planned, they will forever be outmatched by the Author of life.
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