The Legitimacy of Power

Followers: a social media term I cannot abide.

It occurred to me the other day that there must be some mechanism that is tripped in the human psyche, that triggers slavish thoughts and associated behaviours. If I follow you, does this mean you are my leader; and if so, will I follow you anywhere, and everywhere, no matter what you say, or what you do, because I believe your power, your authority over me, is legitimate?

I was watching a James Corbett report episode in which he addresses the sense a self-ascribed leader has, of their power, and whether or not it is legitimate, or conversely (these are my thoughts, not his), a stolen sense of self-importance. I think of Donald Trump, and his admitting that the elections were rigged and he was made president, and how many times we have all heard from his mouth, how very, very, rich he is. I laugh when I recall his feuds with Rosie O'Donnell as public displays of his buffoonery. Dumpy Trumpy simply cannot tolerate anyone that makes fun of him, disagrees with him, or insists that he is a vile self-serving man; and that, dear reader, is precisely what one must do, in regards to one such as this, to dethrone them from their fools-gold, bigger than life, cartoon statue status. 

When I consider Jesus, the Lamb of God that takes away the sins of the world, suffering persecution without immediately punishing the perpetrators, I see God's grace and mercy, his willingness to wait for us to become cognizant of our willful and destructive ways and repent. Thankfully, God is long-suffering, otherwise you and I would have been snuffed out after our first (of many), heinous sins. Donald is one of the least humble, most immodest men alive; a braggart that people admire, despite his distasteful self-aggrandizing. Please know, I do not compare the Don to The King of kings ... I juxtapose the two to make it glaringly obvious how very far from glory, this mealy-mouthed man, adored by thousands for his worldly wealth, has fallen.  

I see the people in political power as grifters, pushing merchandise, and selling a story, with much pomp and ceremony. The more noisy and shiny-shiny these grifters get, the more the crowd goes wild with admiration, tears of appreciation, and sentiments of gratitude for all that the power mongrels are doing for them. As an aside ... what has a politician ever done for you, or for me, for that matter, that has positively impacted our lives? I can't think of a darned thing, can you? I see a lot of lips flapping when they stand endlessly in front of microphones, threatening us with identification authentication technology; I also see a lot of tent cities, and strung out people on the streets that make me nervous for humanity, along with many weed shops spotting the corners of every street, but I don't see any politicians comforting the homeless, or telling people to not get high ... oh wait, the politicians used tax payer dollars to incentivize the opening of these shops via shameless drug pushing opportunists, to encourage mindlessness and numbness in those that do not understand that the lures they are attracted to, if swallowed, will be the hooks that have them emptying their pockets over and over again, without any return on their investment, other than cravings that demand satisfaction, for more of the same drugs that enslave them. 

I think of the fraud of the supposed assassination of Charlie Kirk, a factious character that completed his mission of promoting Trump for president to young people, and how he drew crowds, how he made a name for himself, and quickly became the darling of Christians, as though we needed a spokesman, other than Jesus Christ. When I saw the auditorium filled with people that paid to be at his commemorative memorial service, I realized they needed this unifying moment in time, because that is exactly what abused people crave from their captors. They want their political leaders to sooth their sorrow, to make things right, so that hugs and kisses can be exchanged; and for forgiveness, no matter what the powers that be have done to the people without apology, to be the lesson in all the drama trauma. The injured, the wounded, the abased victims, want to be moved, believe in the good, and know that evil is conquerable. The show, the strange and embarrassing display following the fraud perpetrated and displayed ad nauseam on social media of the staged assassination of Kirk (is this the actors real name?), was designed to emotionally manipulate the already soulfully suffering, that just want the world to heal and have hope. Keep in mind, dear, dear reader, that not long ago, people were told they must not gather in church, should get the propagated injections, and when other humans were near-by, a six foot distance was required between them, with the added instruction to wear a mask for increased protection from a make-believe virus. The stadiums that not long ago stood empty, were filled with lonely, lost, injected and rejected people, that craved community; they stood and figuratively, ate the poison right out of the hands of the imposters that seek to imprison there souls, by turning them into hero worshippers, rather than Bible believing Christ followers that discern the times we are living in. 

Contentious. This topic is contentious. Christians are divided, and some Christian's have actually uttered threats and insults to perfect strangers, if there is even a hint of questioning the narrative, Emotional manipulation is not new, and when social media is ablaze with Christians fighting Christians, all of hell's future citizenry, meaning the political leaders, laugh their heads off, and scoff, Look at those losers that give us their money and praise, believe every word we say, and want to kill each other over our bit of playacting. Suckers are born everyday I tell you!

It is legitimacy, giving these people the sense that they have authority, that backfires on the average person that just wants a bit of normalcy, and maybe a return to the pre-cv days, before the ruining of livelihoods, relationships, and lives. 

I invite you to compare the political players in power, to the saints found in scripture, for the sake of clarity, regarding who belongs to God, and who is the seed of Satan, based on their respective fruit.

I leave you with scripture to consider, namely, bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ:

2 Corinthians 10:5-6

Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ. And having in readiness to revenge all disobedience, when your obedience is fulfilled 

And; 

1 Timothy 6:10

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

Sensible Seasoned With Suspicion Thinking

I confess, I am guilty. I have fallen repeatedly into the trap of allowing media to emotionally charge my batteries. At the end of August I set a goal of being calm for the next twelve months, and all I had to do was turn on my phone and go to social media, to get assaulted in the eyeballs with very strange and disconcerting events, happening no where near me, to people I have never met, to get my emotional juices flowing. And that, is the point of social media, and always has been, namely: capture the attention of the masses by visually telling them a story, and then yank them this way and that by the invisible nose ring, that has been inserted during commercial breaks. 

Can you see the dummy drool dripping from chins as they watch endless streams of manipulative media, mesmerized and frozen in place, dear one? Have you had to wipe your own chin, give your head a shake, and tell yourself, Snap out of it, go do something productive, for goodness sakes! Have you ever deemed it necessary to go on a social media sabbatical, as though media had become your full time job and you needed a vacation, or had to enforce a similar ban for your child or children? 

I was listening to a sermon the other day and the preacher repeatedly commanded, Read books. He said it so many times that I felt a little remiss. I do read, in the mornings, but later in the day, when I am not gainfully employed, spending time with friends, exercising, or taking care of household tasks, I give myself permission to coast along a stream of nothingness, where my mind is not firing with sparks of intellect, stimulating my thinking, because it is preoccupied with the nonsensical stuff of media mania. Brain flatlining is a real phenomena: all we have to do is turn on our phones and go to any number of "channels" to have devilish things move into our psyches and souls, taking over like leaches, sucking us dry of deductive reasoning and sensible seasoned with suspicion thinking. Fight or flight is confused now in most people ... pass a troop of university aged young adults as they wait for a bus, necks bent, palms open as they gaze and scroll for perhaps the thousandth time that day, through their many media applications: Would they jump back in time if the bus they await, happened to hop the curb, or would they all be flattened, because they had no awareness of their surroundings, being so absorbed in the nothingness of their phones? 

Thinking of this scene, and knowing that I too, have been captured and released, captured and released, from this prison cell of emptiness by being sucked into my phone and having my emotions toyed with, has me experiencing a sense of loss, coupled with a critical analysis calm. The calm, it must be embraced, dear one. We must be even keel, cool as cucumbers, sensible in our assessments ... we must read books. I clearly, am speaking to you, and of course, to myself. 

I think of the apostle Paul, and Jesus standing next to him while he is in the custody of Roman soldiers in Jerusalem, after an enraged crowd attempted to rip him limb from limb following the hearing of his salvation testimony: Jesus spoke these words:

Be of good cheer, Paul: for as thou hast testified of me in Jerusalem, so must thou bear witness also in Rome (Acts 23:11)

The apostle Paul modelled himself after Jesus. Jesus lived his divine plan while he walked the earth. He came to heal the sick, give sight to the blind, deliver the demon occupied from their enslavement, and raise the dead, without fussing or fighting with the powers that be, because he stated: 

John 16:33

These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world. 

Dear reader, some will be saved after hearing the gospel, but the majority will not experience salvation in this lifetime or in eternity. A person can call themself a Christian, but there must be evidence, fruit, or olives on that tree of faith, in order for them to be believed. Paying lip service does not a Christian make ... 

Paul willingly walked to his own persecution and death. He knew what to expect and was willing to pay with his life to speak Truth to ears that would hear. Not everyone will hear, heed, and live for Christ and Christ alone, and that, is what a believer must accept as a cold hard fact. In this acceptance, in my present acceptance of this reality, I will try my best to stay as cool as a cucumber, while I speak gospel truth, and pray that those that hear of Jesus as Saviour, will turn their backs on the world of sin, and walk toward, the kingdom of God.  

May the peace of Christ be with you all the days of your life, dear one. 

NOTE: TV, short for television = tell-a-vision. The best way to capture and enslave a mind, is to tell a distorted, godless, hateful vision, to irk, irritate, and enrage viewers, while they sit and absorb whatever fresh hell wicked people pour in as poison into their minds, hearts, and souls. That, dear one, is social media at its very best, inflicting its very worst, on humanity.  

Just A Little Bit Of Arsenic

I have decided to do drops, one at a time, from one of those droppers that draw up liquid from an adorable looking brown bottle. I am going to put one drop in my coffee each morning, and see how I feel over the next month or two. 

Now, what shall I select as the solution in the bottle? I have been thinking on this for quite some time, and while there are many options, I have decided on ... arsenic! Yes, yes, that is the one! I have heard a little won't kill me, and since I am committed to being frugal with my dosage, it will take me quite some time to see any ill effects. Sure, my skin might start looking splotchy and discoloured, and my organs may rebel while cancer forms there, but it is worth it to see what might happen to me. I have my reasons for doing this, and while some might disagree with my choices, they are mine, and I really don't want to be talked out of this, and talked into someone else's idea of what is right for me. Mind your own business, is what I want to say to people, that try to interfere with my process and program, MYOB!

One of the great things about arsenic is how subtly it will affect and change my body, over an extended span of time. Taking this naturally occurring compound is no big deal really, I mean others have taken it and survived. As long as I stick to one tiny droplet each morning, I will be around for a very, very, long time. My thinking is kind of like this:

1. A little sex outside of marriage doesn't make me a fornicator, per-say, if I am monogamous. I see this all the time; people think marriage is archaic and out of date, but being committed to one person only, and having sex with them, doesn't break any rules, really, so what is the big deal?

2. Since we are talking about sex, and since fetuses are sometimes formed when sperm and egg meet up and become one, there isn't anything wrong with that morning after pill, just to make sure this doesn't happen to me, I mean, I don't want a baby, for goodness sakes! I know abortion is an option if I happen to get impregnated, but man alive, I would rather just get rid of the problem early on, ya know? And besides, it is my body, and I get to do with it as I please. 

3. Okay, we are still on the sex thing, because I have one more, tiny little confession to make. I experiment sometimes, I mean not like a porn actor or anything like that, more like just a bit of dabbling so to speak. If I like someone, and I am attracted to them, I might make out with them, but I always tell them I prefer a committed relationship, and that I am not into doing it with lots of different people around the same time. Really what is life about, if not having fun and being happy? Two adults, and even some sexually aware and active consenting younger people, can do what they want, can't they? It's a free world and we have freedom of will, so I say, Have a good time everyone, just be safe about it. 

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A little bit of arsenic, a little bit of sin, what is the difference, dear reader? They are both poisonous to the body and to the soul, and yet, it appears to be acceptable to play with either or, and believe that there will be no ill affects, no shocking after math, no hell to pay for pretending that consequences do not exist. 

I have a massive drum, and I have been relentlessly beating it to deaf ears., and today I will be artless in my presentation of what I see happening in the form of duplicity:

The Bible commands, Thou shalt not kill, and yet some suggest that there are circumstances that are acceptable regarding the killing of babies in the womb. You cannot be a bit of an abortionist, you either agree with abortion, or you do not. Mothers become murderers when they destroy the life God has formed within, and anyone that suggests it is agreeable to do such a thing, regardless of how the woman became impregnated, is an abortionist by definition.  

The Bible commands, Thou shalt not bear false witness, and yet the globalists, the cv pushers and perpetrators, lied to the point of making me nauseous, to the point of making my heart and soul sick, because people believed them, and now there is illness, suffering, and death, all around us, that did not have to be. The most atrocious part of what has occurred is the fall of the church ... it simply crumbled as though it never existed, and just like Samson being buried with the Philistines, under the rubble of their temple, pastors and parishioners alike, are dead things that cannot be revived: their strength is spent. When I hear people rallying for any of the pushers of poison, I see duplicity, especially in those that profess Christ as their Saviour. How can it be, that they embrace anyone that willfully misleads, bearing false witness repeatedly, and at the same time, espouse Truth as their foundation? 

Two frequently observed occurrences pain me greatly:

1. Seeing and hearing poison pushers defended

2. Christians making excuses for murderers of the Word, and of God's people. Christians explaining away duplicity, as though God will be accepting of his Word being diced and sliced to accommodate human error, human sin, human inclination to make The Bible fit their world and personal view 

• We cannot be a bit of an abortionist
• We cannot be little liars
• We cannot be periodic professors of true faith in Christ, while condoning those that live and act like the devil

We can be flighty, easily influenced, lead astray, self-indulgent, wickedly motivated, and slippery slop falling, when we excuse, explain, accept, collude, cajole ... when we let killers off the hook to rule and reign over us as citizens. 

I think back into the Old Testament, to the warnings God gave the Israelites when they wanted a king to be their monarch, rather than the living God, the very God that delivered them from bondage. Clearly, people love to be ruled and reigned by the rich, the powerful, the famous, and they have turned back to Egypt, willingly enslaving their minds, and devoting themselves to this world and all it has to offer. For a handful of onions and garlic, Christians have turned their backs on the living God, in favour of loud and big mouthed braggarts, rulers that hate them so much, they speak and commit murder without batting an eye. 

When fealty to Christ coupled with complete commitment to the commands of God spoken to us in scripture diminishes, and eventually is lost, it is like a little drop of arsenic added to morning coffee. Each droplet acts as a tiny destroyer, rotting a person from the inside out. It is sin to forsake the Saviour, and the poison consumption is now evident, as we witness the erosion and destruction of God's masterpieces, man, created in his own image. 

Deuteronomy 12:3

And ye shall overthrow their altars, and break their pillars, and burn their groves with fire; and ye shall hew down the graven images of their gods, and destroy the names of them out of that place.

God does not accept excuses, explanations, or people pardoning one another for their wrong doings. God has given us the ability to choose to be like Christ, and Christ did not die so that human beings could indulge their urges to have wiggle room in the arena of sin. When we become advocates for evil doers, we are not defending the poor, the vulnerable, or those that cannot defend themselves. When we speak in defence for those that have done MAGA damage, we are the poison ... if this offends you, then perhaps you have some sins to confess as a worshipper of men, rather than God. 

Just a little bit of arsenic, dear reader, can eventually, kill the body, and the soul. 

Amos 3:3

Amos 3:3

Can two walk together, except they be agreed?

The scriptural question above, is a very serious one. Consider your answer for a moment before reading more ... 

Matthew 13:24-30

Another parable put he forth unto them, saying, The kingdom of heaven is likened unto a man which sowed good seed in his field: But while men slept, his enemy came and sowed among the wheat, and went his way. But when the blade was sprung up, and brought forth fruit, then appeared the tares also. So the servants of the householder came and said unto him, Sir, didst not thou sow good seed in thy field? from whence then hath it tares?

He said unto them, An enemy hath done this. The servants said unto him, Wilt thou then that we go and gather them up? But he said, Nay; lest while ye gather up the tares, ye root up also the wheat with them. Let both grow together until the harvest: and in the time of harvest I will say to the reapers, Gather ye together first the tares, and bind them in bundles to burn them: but gather the wheat into my barn.

I work as a personal trainer. I know muscle is made of one type of tissue, and fat is of another kind. Both can grow, and each take-up space. One is a work horse, the other a sluggard. One, muscle, is full of strength, the other, fat, is weak and in its shapelessness, cannot pull its own weight. Wheat, dear reader, is edible, and makes bread, the staff of life. Tares, or weeds, are useless space invaders, that choke out wheat when proliferating. As I continue on this comparison trajectory, I see the book of Revelation opening up before me. 

In end times, tares will proliferate and most certainly, we are witnessing just that. The wheat is sparse, interspersed, and spread in smatterings, almost hard to lay eyes, let alone hands on; and since the wheat, the committed to Christ in life and even to the point of death followers, are few and far between, the tares, the ones that belong to the devil, are working on choking out the would be faithful Christians, nibbling at their tender roots with near to truth biblical sounding mottos and sayings.  

The tares seem so wheat alike, that they can chameleon their way into the hearts and minds of their followers, taking them out of The Way. I am being cryptic in my writing today, perhaps even parabolic. I want to take you back to Amos, and ask you the question again, Can two walk together, except they be agreed? 

Agreeing to disagree on scriptural matters is unacceptable. Jesus selected twelve disciples, knowing one was destined to betray his Lord; the one was marked as a murderer, despite being included in the inner circle, hand picked by God, to witness miracles through Christ's power over nature. Judas Iscariot is infamous, forever known as a man of iniquity, and dear reader, we have the very same type of men masquerading amongst us today, men that feign faith but secretly sell out the Saviour when filthy lucre tempts and tantalizes them. Jesus gave us an example of how these men work against heavenly commands. 

The company we keep is a statement of what we believe. Can I possibly keep company with murderers? What must I do in my thinking, in my heart, to justify such an atrocious choice, to excuse and explain away the murderers wicked ways, in order to accommodate my desire to redeem them enough to walk with them? Is this not agreeing with what they have done?

I am seriously wondering, how many of your, and I am speaking directly to you now, and not in generalities, How many of your family members, friends, co-workers, neighbours, must become oddly, violently ill, suffer and die quickly, before the excuses fully stop, and accusation and blame are finally placed on the killers? 

Can two walk together, except they be agreed?

Two can indeed walk together without agreement, albeit out of step, completely out of sync; awkwardly and uncomfortably. Alternatively, I see that walking with someone with whom there is agreement, is a form of fellowship with a figurative hand shake and godly kiss of affection; an understanding that yes indeed, we agree. The ten commandments are very simple, and a measure for conscientious faithful followers of God. When I suspect the breaking of commandments in a professing Christian, I suspect them, and see them as a possible tare, a charming subterfuge seed, inserted to confuse the wheat and weaken them: I for one, cannot walk with one such as this. 

I vowed that in writing, and in my speech, I would go after anyone and everyone that promoted the cv injections, or any kind of injection at this point. Those that realize the mistake they made, have admitted regret. Those that pridefully cling to believing they did not error, perhaps have secret remorse, and are asking God for relief from the burden of their grave misjudgment. But those that purposefully pushed injections on unsuspecting vulnerable people, without now showing any signs of remorse for the incalculable hurt and suffering they have caused, and those that walk closely with these criminals, are evil and vile in my sight, and I do not have to tear them out of the fields, God will send his reapers to do the extraction for bundling and fire. What I will do, and have done, is warn those that prefer to paint people pretty because they sound wonderful and godlike; I warn that to walk with one that obsequiously walks with the wicked, is to agree with them. 

All the global leaders, they are tares. There is not a one that has not done the bidding of their daddy the devil. All their companions, their pilot fish, are of the same ilk; tiny tares that cause massive destruction when all the insults and injuries are counted. If a bragging mass warp speed murderer is your earthly commander and chief, then guess who rules and reigns in your heart?

Can two walk together, unless they be agreed? 

You get to consider this question, and I do hope you take the time to assess who it is you walk with, and maybe ask yourself whether or not it is God honouring to continue to do so. 

Free Masonry is Play Acting

Play acting is part of free masonry. Just like Muslims are taught to lie to non Muslims, masons are taught to deceive and trick unsuspecting citizens, and Christians in particular. 

Initiates into free masonry go through some interesting hazing in the commencing phases, that would terrify any normal person. Desensitizing newbies to murder, and the possibility of their own death if they betray other masons, or break oaths and pledges of allegiance to the clan, begins at the outset of the programming. Is it any wonder that to masons, the whole world is their stage?

What we are witnessing is cultish behaviours that unmistakably work wonders on minds, twisting and turning the easily misled; let us face the facts, we have all been misled from time to time by either being willfully ignorant, or utterly naive. What most people cannot comprehend or accept, is guile.

Guile, is defined as sly or cunning intelligence. When someone is guile-some, they endeavour to cleverly misconstrue, and mislead, for their own entertainment, or as a means to a financial gains end. The play actors on social media are staging many events that stir-up the masses to emotional states of frenzy. I think of Donald Trump, as warp speed mass murderer, responding to the question, How are you holding up? regarding the killing of his close ally, Charlie Kirk: 

I think very good, was Donnie's reply, followed by this, And by the way, right there, you see all the trucks? they started construction of the new ballroom for the Whitehouse. 

Emotionless responses make sense, don't they? when events are planned in advance, and executed in an all-players-in-place, staged fashion. Easy come, easy go, people get shot and die, but there is ballroom construction going on over there; isn't that exciting, and very good?

Guile is what people cannot fathom. Guile is so grotesque to those that are loathe to believe in the deception capabilities of the wicked, that they refuse to accept that people are able to maim and murder without a second thought. Listen: Jesus was sinless, without ever having hurt or harmed a living or dying soul, and he was publicly murdered. It ain't no thing to Satan to kill, or have his people kill. There are many mini Satans; they come and go, arrive and depart, and while they are here, they do his bidding. He is the father of liars and is it any wonder, that free masons are murderers that fake their own deaths as a ritual, and impose the same play acting on those that want to link arms and join forces with them, so as to get a bigger piece of the worldly pie?

Believe what you will, and I will try my very best to stay even keel and sensible. The frothing at the mouth over the public assassination of Charlie Kirk, indicates rabies has been injected, and a bite site ought to be looked for, and a remedy applied to heal the wound. Truth is the best salve and solution for all aliments and ills; believing that liars can in anyway speak goodness into our lives, is nonsensical. 

Charlie Kirk was a Trump supporter. Charlie Kirk was against abortion, unless the mother's life was at risk, and then it became permissible. Where, pray tell, does God say this in the Bible? Trump is a gay rights promoter, and a baby killer too, plus he loves to brag about the role he played in the cv craze ... and yet, these fellas are heroes. Promoting any form of murder is grievous to God, the Maker of all creatures and creation. 

Jesus is the Saviour. Jesus died for the sins of the world ... free masons are antichrist's, and when we take a close look at the play acting, we get a glimpse into their cunning trickery and desires to deceive, and lead people away from repentance, redemption, and salvation through Christ the Lord. 

Did Charlie Kirk get assassinated? Maybe, maybe not, but I don't trust anyone that likes, or liked and promoted, Donald Trump, as vehemently as Charlie Kirk did. The whole counsel of God is what matters, not the cherry picking we see those on stage doing, to hedge their bets and get followers and voters to go along with their mostly honest but not completely honest, Biblically sound sound bites. 

Matthew 24:10-13

And then shall many be offended, and shalt betray one another, and shall hate one another. And many false prophets shall rise, and shall deceive many. And because iniquity shall abound, the love of many shall wax cold. 

But he that shall endure unto the end, the same shall be saved.

Many are offended

Betraying one another

Hating one another

There are many false prophets

False prophets deceive many

Iniquity abounds

The love of many, is waxing cold

But he that shall endure unto the end, the same shall be saved.

Endure

Be saved

Accessories

... accessory to the ruin of any precious soul: I am pure from the blood of all men, the blood of souls, page 214, Acts to Revelation, Volume 6, Matthew Henry's Commentary.

I ask you: 

• Are you an accessory to the ruin of precious souls? alternatively;

• Are you pure from the blood of all men, the blood of souls?

The apostle Paul could say unequivocally, Wherefore I take you to record this day, that I am pure from the blood of all men, Acts 20:26. He follows this assertion with a qualifying statement in verse 27: For I have not shunned to declare unto you all the counsel of God.

The counsel of God, dear reader! That is what gives Paul the right, to adamantly proclaim I am pure from the blood of men. 

I am considering seriously whether or not I can make similarly bold statements, as this man of God. When I think of Paul, previously known as Saul, jealous for his faith as a Jewish man, committed to old testament fervour for the law, so much so that he was persecuting Christians with holy misplaced zeal, and compare him to the humble, meek, willing to be beaten, be thrown into prison, suffer ill tempered malignant misuse, and ultimately be martyred as a servant of the living God, I am stunned at the transformation. I confess, my "transformation" has been snail slow, with lots of stunted growth, missteps, and periodic regressions, and I do believe I am not alone, meaning; sanctification isn't a rapid get holy quick schema, it is more like a progressive plan over a lifetime of getting to know the Lord, and following in his ways.  

Paul had single minded focus, directed at sharing all he knew about God, declaring unto attentive listeners, those that wanted to hear and receive truth, the counsel of our God. Many a folk don't want to read or hear that God is our God, the One and Only, and yet, it is impossible to avoid, no matter how much magical thinking people engage in ... God is undeniably Creator and Sovereign, and Paul knew it with such confidence, he had to share this wisdom with all, so that he was more then qualified to state: I am pure from the blood of all men. For I have not shunned to declare unto you all the counsel of God. 

Think with me now about the first question I asked you above, Are you an accessory to the ruin of precious souls? I hope you are not, and I sure do hope I am not an accessory to this type of crime either! This begs the question: Who are these accessories to the ruin of precious souls?

Well there aren't enough blank screen pages available to place all the names on, dear reader. Suffice it to say, that all who deny the living God, all that insist upon others turning their backs to him, all that lead and mislead people they say they love, away from him, ruin precious souls, or at least, they attempt to ruin precious souls, whether they are cognizant of the fact or not. 

I think back to the days when I attended Village Green Community Church, here in London Ontario, Canada. During the week, space in the church was rented as a place of second language learning for immigrants, mainly Muslims. Since devote Muslims pray at specified times during the day, and they were in a church, the staff faced a moral dilemma, with the question: Do we allow this praying to a foreign entity, in a church dedicated to Christ and his followers? The sound decision of No, this must not be permitted, was arrived at, and subsequently, the contract, and income for rental of the facility, were respectively terminated, and discontinued. 

Fast forward to 2020, and the very same people shamelessly locked their doors to their parishioners, while performing church "on-line", in compliance with lockdown demands from the government they bowed before, without hesitation, or seeming regret. These people were not on-line, they were out-of-line, and the abominable behaviour continued when they opened their doors as a vaccination clinic, thus turning themselves into accessories to the ruin of precious souls, and they weren't the only ones. 

Men of God are commissioned by God to share his counsel. Men of God do the work of believing in the One that God sent, namely, in Jesus as Christ, the promised Saviour of the world. Men of God proclaim the King at all costs, without worrying about their next meal, or what others think, say, or believe. Men of God suffer hardship willingly, and never ever, acquiesce to wicked governmental imposition at the expense of their flock. Here is what Paul had to say in parting to the Ephesians, Acts 20:28-31:

Take heed therefore unto yourselves, and to all the flock, over the which the Holy Ghost hath made you overseers, to feed the church of God, which he hath purchased with his own blood. For I know this, that after my departing shall grievous wolves enter in among you, not sparing the flock. Also of your own selves shall men arise, speaking perverse things, to draw away disciples after them. Therefore watch, and remember, that by the space of three years I ceased not to warn everyone night and day with tears. 

Take heed, and all the flock

The Holy Ghost hath made you

Overseers

Feed the church of God

Purchased with his own blood

Grievous wolves will enter in among you

Not sparing the flock

Men shall arise

Speaking perverse things

Drawing disciples after them

Watch

Remember

I ceased not to warn everyone night and day with tears 

And so we have it, dear one, warnings from the past that pastors, overseers, rulers in our modern day churches, really are accountable for not heeding. They are purveyors of demonic death dealings, securing income via filthy lucre. My former church commenced renovations in the basement of the building during "shut-downs" ... I wonder where they suddenly got the funds for such extravagant fixings? Do a little research, as my son did, and discover how lucrative the cv scam really was for many self-serving and satisfied pretend churchmen. 

If you see my statements as accusatory indictments, then you are correct. I have yet to have a pastor set me straight, or say they did no such things, because they did, and they know what they did. They did not fearlessly do as the apostle Paul, sharing the gospel to all creatures with ears to hear, and even sharing it with the stone hearted, that wanted to kill him for speaking of Jesus as Saviour; despite all prophesies regarding the Messiah coming true in their lifetime, they simply would not give up their rulers and religion, and that, is exactly what we see now. 

Few call Jesus their master; many rule and reign as though they have their very own tiny kingdoms, and their reward will indeed, be given them while they walk this still green earth. Their recompense will be in eternity, for being accessories to the ruin of precious souls. 

There is only one Right Way, and it is Jesus Christ.

Change Catalysts

I am a pretty placid person ... No wait, wait, that's not what I meant to type. I am a pretty pleasant person, by nature. I am friendly and quick to smile; I engage in playful banter, and I am often the first to start conversation with strangers. Certainly though, I am not placid, defined as not easily upset or excited. 

Another definition of placid is calm and peaceful: these adjectives appeal to me, and I aim to accomplish the goal of being calm, represented in a tranquil and peaceful demeanour, before this year is up. I have my work cut out for me, dear reader; I come from a long line of reactionaries, and I must model myself entirely, after Someone else. 

If I am not placid, and I am easily upset and or excited, the question would be, Over what? or at least, that would be the question I would want asked of me: Linda, what has you so upset? A follow up question can run along the lines of: What makes you excitable?

My answer to my own questions: 

If we look at excitement in a good sort of way, we can leave it out of the equation, because I do get excited over wonderful people, animals, plants, places, and things. When I look at the descriptor upset, I see that it is the very thing I cannot stand, that I want excised out of my being. 

Now, to fine tune this process for the both of us, dear reader, I will explain when I get upset, and perhaps you can relate.

I get upset, in fact I become infuriated, when I am cheerily going about my business, and somebody I know, throws verbal dirt in my eyes, my ears, my mouth, so that all I can see, hear, and taste is, well, dirt! I am being kind of funny with this metaphor, but that is precisely how it feels when an unsuspected attack takes place. I rub my eyes in unbelief, scratching my eyeball lens; I shake my head, tipping it sideways hoping to unearth what has gathered there; I fill my mouth with water, rinse, and try to spit out the grit, but man alive, the stuff is hard to rub, shake, and wash off. The assault on my senses, have me upset in seconds flat, and before I know it, I become the Tasmanian devil from Bug's Bunny, whirling and muttering unmentionables! 

While I may be reasonably miffed at my assailant, and suspect them forever and ever after this, and previous incidents, it is me I am irritated with, for following their lead into a snare set for me. If this sounds paranoid to you, then clearly, you either haven't experienced a difficult person in your lifetime, or you think other people are just plain old innocent, and must not be considered evil or wicked enough to plot and scheme against you, or anyone else: that is delusional thinking, and as I am inclined to say frequently, your naiveté ought to be dropped on its head, and you must make sure it is dead, before you carry on with your saintly minded self. Back to me now ... 

I recognize that not everyone upsets me, but there have been some people in my life that caused me grief, and vexation. They are the ones I now consider as my change catalysts. I think of the apostle Paul, persecuted, beaten, driven out of synagogues and towns for preaching and teaching the gospel, and how he modelled himself after our mutual Master, Jesus Christ. He knew Satan's ploys and tactics, and he went about the business of professing Jesus as the Saviour. He washed his hands of those that brought damnation upon themselves with their blasphemies and vicious violence, and dear reader, Isn't it all we can do, when we are kind and thoughtful and yet, it is somehow turned against us, by those that have a disgruntled and dirty disposition? 

I am working my way toward calm tranquility, and peacefulness, in all circumstances. As long as we walk this earth, we get to practice perfection; we get to eliminate our own wiley ways; we have opportunity to be more like the King of kings, as sons and daughters of the living God. 

In the mean time, I do not want to be on my guard. I want to be aware, and then from there, choose The Way, over my learned from family ways, when once again, I have dirt thrown in my direction. 

Peace, be still, the Father loves you. 

Honesty

Jesus makes honest men and women out of liars. 

Love isn't manipulative, punitive, deceptive. Love isn't easy and free and furtive at the same time. Love doesn't speak cruelly; it does not insinuate and suggest sinister motives directed at the innocent. Love isn't making others do what we want them to do, because it works into our scheming, plotting, and planning. Love isn't a strong arm that bends and twists wrists and necks. Love isn't ugly, crude, or lewd; it does not injure with insults. Love does not shockingly blind side and surprise, or cause sucker punch vexation. Love, isn't a pleasant sweet talking monster, in disguise. 

As a Christian, my greatest delight is in knowing my Lord as Truth. When truth is the standard you and I live by, trust not only develops, relationship is built upon it, as a foundational piece. 

During a conversation with a close friend, I had a revelation about my desire to live life based solely on truth. I observed this about myself: I smoke out liars from their hiding places. I realize how repulsed I am when told lies, either to myself by myself, or told to me by another. This has been my way, since I was very young. My plea as a child was, Truth God, please, only the truth. Some facts are hard to face, and sugar coating a fact to make it more palpable, can ease suffering, for a time. If many facts are coated in saccharin sweetness, to ease the pain of facing truth, lying will become a way of life, making differentiating between truth and lies, almost impossible. I know a liar that attempts to masterfully deceive, and had some success in her younger years with her bait and switch techniques, but this person can't fool me anymore, or anyone else for that matter: she tricks only herself. She is a self-contained, self-absorbed unit of misery, because no one wants to be in relationship with a liar. This leads me to my point of writing: 

If you love Jesus, you loathe lying and ultimately, you won't be able to tolerate the company of liars (including your own company!), if you are inclined toward exaggeration and machinations. How can you trust yourself or enjoy your alone time, as a deceiver, dear reader? Jesus is Truth, and embracing him means letting go of all self, and other, deception. One of my favourite bits of scripture is this reminder: 

John 8:32

And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free

I want to know truth, and be made free, but as I am indicating, not everyone feels the same way, or wants to live in the Way of Truth. Swapping out facts in the mind and then speaking them out loud, doesn't change a thing. The truth cannot be downgraded to semi-honesty, or partial validity, and kinda-sorta-somewhere-near verity. Verity, is fundamentally important, and must not be tampered with ... unless of course, a person just plain old prefers fabrication, as a form of mental and other manipulation. 

When Jesus spoke, people were either convicted of their sneaky and sinful ways, or they were miffed for having him suggest they were anywhere near wrong, in the ways they conducted their lives. Nothing has changed since he walked amongst humans: we don't like being told we are liars, sinners, thieves, deceivers, and self-serving, and yet, when we recognize this is what puts a wedge between us and God, us and others we say we love, it acts as a catalyst for change, or at least, I think it should ... What do you think, dear reader?

I am inclined to apologize for this piece of writing because of what may be considered, a harsh tone, but I will not, for this reason: liars have destructive tendencies, and I feel compelled to address the issue. We are all very capable of lying, and have each one of us, suffered consequences for our own self and other deceptions. I am not attacking humans, I am going for the throat of Lie, as an entity; I want to choke it to death so that it cannot speak, and ruin relationships. Honesty, is truly and forever, the best policy, and dear one, I know this, because Truth is Jesus Christ! 

As always, I recommend Bible reading. There is nothing like The Bible to help you and I see, how, when, and why, we deviate from truth telling. Humans have a propensity to dodge uncomfortable truth because we want to continue doing what feels good, but this is not how God wants us to live. He wants us to come clean, be cleansed in the sin free blood of the lamb of God, and dedicate our days to following in the Saviours sacred footsteps. 

If society cumulatively committed to biblical truth, liars would have no place to hide; Love would prevail, and souls would be saved ... that, is the hope, and my perpetual prayer. 

Lies are empty nothing burgers: no substance, nothing to hold on to, empty of soul satisfying calories; useless as malefactors. Perhaps you see them the same way, and if not, might I suggest you consider changing your mind?

Nothing burgers, bought and sold at a vender near you. Are you paying the ultimate price, by filling up on frivolous fomenting fraud?

That last question was a fun one to formulate: I sure do hope you see Truth as the only possibility, to free your mind and spirit, from deceitfully hellish lies. 

Acts 17:28

For in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain also of your own poets have said, For we are also his offspring

As a daughter of the living God, I want to be like my Father in heaven. Who, pray tell, would you like to emulate?