Pursued

I feel the love. First there were the letters and invitations in the mail. Next, instructions via email came right to my fingertips. There were the cell phone calls, intermingled with frequent door knockings, and cards with more instructions, left at my front door! This kind of persistence is rare and has me wondering, how very admired I must be, to get all of this attention, while I remain aloof, far off, distance, and disinclined to engage, or respond in kind, to this would be up close and personal wooer. 

The admiration club for me is big, I tell you. The touches have been frequent and by multiple pursuers. They have my email address, my home address, and my cell phone number; clearly, all personal information they bought or stole, or had handed to them for abuse, from the black market, since I do not recall inviting any of them, to contact me. I am one hot number, wanted by many, and while I turn my back on them, block the numbers they use to call, and rip up cards and envelopes for recycling, they continue with their not so subtle attempts, to see me in person, get a hold of me, and work to force a relationship. How very rude. My guess, is that they never learned, that no means no, means NO, over and over again. 

Perhaps you are censusing my point? If you are censusing my point, then you know of what I survey. Not long ago, the very same people were in hot pursuit to get certain poison products into my body, and back then, they didn't want to take no for an answer, and so they advertised, and accused, and insisted, and tried strong-arming, and and: the pressure was turned up, and the space and time and money invasion went from subtle incremental impositions, to monumental proportions. The slow drip-drip turned into the facet being turned full crank, with water dosing violently as a way to knock down any sunflowers that stood their stalky ground, objecting to being hosed, and refusing to bow their full sun faces to any would-be killers. 

Census is a counting and a surveying, and it seems to me that my pursers already have this information, since they are so familiar with my circumstances and where to find me. Why, not long ago, my income was assessed after I submitted my numbers, as were the incomes of the family members that live in the very same house. I am tracked each time I type on an internet connected device, so much so that I get random tele and email marketers, peddling their useless wares daily. I am pretty confident the govies know far more about citizens than they ought, because they are nosey parkers, sticking in their schnozes where they have never belonged. What they really want to know, is how many people are sick and with what: they are measuring their success rate after their master plan was set in motion, to poison and cow-tow the world, back in 2020. They want to know other things too, but mostly, they want people to do their bidding, and just like their daddy the Devil, they are relentless in their pursuit, with their desire remaining high, to have all comply in every matter, and in all possible manners. 

Are you, dear one, as popular as I am? Have you noticed that you are being pursued, and do you recognized your would-be-wooer? Are you repulsed, and turning your back, on the insidious and obnoxious interlopers? 

God established boundaries for humans, and they are meant to stay in place, so that you do not impose on me, and likewise, I show appreciation and respect, for your autonomy and right to privacy. Those that are gainfully employed to cross these boundaries, do themselves a disservice, and they do dirty deeds, directed at their fellow citizens. 

I feel mildly pressured: this sense of imposition to acquiesce is overridden by a strong urge to rebuke the invaders of privacy, followed closely with a commitment to wait on the LORD as my strength, to not only defend and protect me from wicked obtrusion, but to God-handle those that do not abide by his law, but rather, seek to blur and erase boundaries, and nullify the rights of individuals to choose what they will and will not, participate in. 

The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage (Psalm 16:6).

What God has given, must not be taken and redistributed by grubby handed government officials that cannot seem to keep to themselves. Privacy is a right that must not be messed with, and I for one, will continue to hold my sunflower head high, and hold my back stalk stiff, without bending or breaking, before those that think they can steal, what does not belong to them.

You Started It

Feels like a fight was started by almost invisible instigators. Demons have time and enthusiasm working in their favour on this side of eternity, and while they present as ephemeral, their activities in the world are unmistakably impactful and effective. Pish posh you may dismiss, adding, You are being ridiculous with all this spiritual demonic nonsense; off you go, nut bar, but I would have to reply, Get some spiritual goggles, before it is too late. Angels of the heavenly and hellish varieties, have been around for longer than men that walk the earth, and to take lightly what matters momentously, is to err on the side of foolishness. 

Now back to our topic, the fight. The guys and gals gainfully employed by their daddy the Devil, are the actors in the play written by Satan himself. He instigates, and they do the deeds he directs them to. Some of the players understand their role and are willing to do all kinds of monstrous things for the advancement of the dark kingdom, while others are bit actors, cast as add-ons, filling the spaces between scenes with trivialities: these extras are mostly unaware of the destructive role they play, but they are necessary participants to put into production, what Lucifer wants to have happen. 

The fight was initiated as a cv stand-off, between what originally, were not warring factions, but rather, friends, neighbours, co-workers, and family members, influenced by numerous mischievous and murderous fiends: pettiness, self-aggrandizement, virtue signalling, self-righteous justification, condemnation, attack, criticism, relegation, segregation, exclusion, accusation, were the weapons of war, and the cv mutants suddenly turned on perviously loved, trusted, and eagerly embraced humans that they easily related to, prior to being informed of their plague like thoughts and selfish inclinations. How dare you threaten my very life, by not doing all you can to keep me from harm? was the undertone message, and as the battle ensued, voices got louder, more threatening, and undertone turned into verbalized assault. 

I had a colleague years ago, a delightful, playful woman, blessed with charm and grace. My opinion of her drastically changed when I saw her in a mask at Winners, and from across the store, she shouted, Where is your mask? Her attempt to publicly humiliate me and cow me into compliance, was a wicked thing for her to have done, and she is not the only one that I recall being vicious and arrogant in her attempt to force her misguided beliefs, onto me. Thing is, nowadays, the people that fell for the cv debacle, live and die regretting the injections they so willingly ran too to save their lives and everyone else’s, and there seems to be a desire on their part, to forgot, and have us forgive. It is business as usual for many, post cv. Hey, I am all for forgiveness, but I find it easier work, when apologies for extreme wrongdoing, are offered up first. 

They started the fight, and some of us are going to finish it, but we may not be in the room when the finishing happens. After being told endlessly what to do, and not to do, by perfect strangers, and then having the same imposition forced senselessly by close friends, co-workers, neighbours, old friends, and relatives, it takes a whole lot of prayer and pleading with God, to have the strength to grieve the losses, and then somehow bounce back, albeit, with almost brand new people that truly are, kindred spirits. God gave us a grace period to adapt and adjust to these violent relationship endings, and while I am not callous from the experience, I do acknowledge how painful the struggle has been. I can say that I am more resilient, while having a deep sense of compassion for the people that treated cv as though their lives were on the line, only to learn that it was a vile attempt, and a successful attempt, on Satan’s part, to drive wedges between humans and their Creator, and between humans and their fellow-creatures. 

As I stated earlier, there are demons and people that started a fight, and it ain’t over yet, but for the next round, there will be fewer opponents in the ring, because some of us, have learned to focus our attention elsewhere, and it most certainly, is not on worldly affairs - those we leave to worldlings. 

The co-lateral damage continues to accumulate, and it is my hope that honest conversations of a reconciliatory nature take place soon, because souls are on the line, and days disappear as though they are evaporating; and man alive, dying with I am sorry on the lips, never spoken or heard, is a sad state of affairs, wouldn't you agree, dear one?

And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you (Ephesians 4:22). 

It's Better In Real Life

A radio advertisement for the downtown Toronto. Cadillac Fairview Eaton's Centre, caught my attention, and had me listening: It's better in real life, the female voice stated, after listing all the delight your senses activities a person can stimulate and indulge, in the mall.  

Did you know Home Depot sells appliances at lower prices when you shop in the store, rather than selecting on line? AND, there are more to choose from when a shopper goes to the store, How 'bout dat? 

Also, did you know, that a tender hug, and a kiss on the lips, are more pleasurable, then air embraces and pretend puckering? All true I tell you!

And what about walking and talking with a friend, and one of you notices and points out, a gloriously old and sky-scraping tree, budding with new leaves of the brightest shades of green, sporting a noisy, happy, woodpecker, when suddenly, a running like mad chipmunk endangers his life, by scamping just in front of your feet? A close call for Chippie, but How 'bout dat, dear one?

It, everything, is better in real life.

Retailers heard the death knell when cv nut jobs shut down the world in order to cripple it forever. Retailers did the ridiculous, taking orders on-line, and then filling those orders when customers drove up, Curb Side they called it, and had their products places in their vehicles. I was denied the purchase of Starbucks (wicked wicked Starbucks) coffee, despite my display of cash in hand, by an arrogant punk that told me that he would not serve me without me wearing a mask, and that he was going to call the police if I didn't get out of the cafe. I guess my naked face was an insult to his sensibilities, and my breaking of pretend rules threatened his very life. But it wasn't the rebellious and autonomous baddies that were a threat to the continued existence of humanity, it was the dumber then dumb protocols that people mindlessly practiced, and dear one, we are now fast forwarded to our current future, far and away from the stupidity of cv, where "sheltering at home" has fallen by the wayside, with ads that say things like, It's better in real life. Durrrr, ya, it is. Life is better, in real life, for silly goodness sakes, and always has been.

I heard a neighbour say the strangest thing about her daughter's dog when she stopped to let us pet him, and have a little catch-up chat. I am almost too embarrassed to share what she said, but I will, because she was a mask wearer when walking the neighbourhood all those lost years ago, when cv was a real and popular mental illness, that plagued the masses in fresh, and airplane air, alike. Here is what she said: He was a covid dog, born during covid, so he wasn't socialized properly, and he reacts to other dogs, and wants to go after them. 

I am forming a brand new paragraph to address the insanity I just shared, and you just read. Ummmm, hello? Is anybody out there? Dogs act like flipping dogs, and sometimes they get aggressive with one another, because, they are dogs, How 'bout dat? 

Anyhow, I was just wondering, Do you think it is better, in real life? 

Imagine eating imaginary steak, with an imaginary slice of chocolate cake and imaginary vanilla ice cream for dessert. Imagine making imaginary love to your spouse and never having the pleasure of touching your sweetheart. Imagine bathing without water, and drinking air, to quench your thirst. Imagine, a society, that is told to live in a box, labelled home, and never have anyone come to visit, or stay for a while. Yup, just imagine. 

Crazy is as crazy does and we sure have seen a lot of crazy, haven't we?

Radio ads should not be our source of encouragement, or advised estrangement, for that matter. I shouldn't have to be told life is better when I am experiencing the coming alive of my senses, and yet, this ad makes perfect sense when used to combat all the psychopathic messaging we suffered during the cv craze, that disrupted normal and logical thinking patterns, in the fearful.ly inclined that are easily influenced. 

How 'bout dat, dear one? How 'bout we pay attention to what we are being told to do, and what we are being told not to do too, and how 'bout we think for ourselves, moving forward?

The Eaton's Centre is usually full up with wall-to-mall-wall, non-shoppers, that have nothing to do except dead-eye hang-out, and periodically, mill about, and maybe get some food court grub. Retailers want us to spend our money, and if "it', the mall, is better than real life, we've got a problem Houston. 

Anyhow, I am tired of the subject, so I will leave off now, and just say this:

The great outdoors are resplendent and all of creation sings God's praises. I can hear the singing of birds in the trees nearby, and I am in awe as I listen to their joyful songs. It, is better, in real life, dear one, and forever will be. 

The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork (Psalm 19:1). 

He sendeth the springs into the valleys, which run among the hills. They give drink to every beast of the field: the wild asses quench their thirst. By them shall the fowls of the heaven have their habitation, which sing among the branches (Psalm 104:10-12). 

Shadow & Substance

When shadow actualizes into substance, what we hope for, and alternatively fear, becomes tangible.

Recall your childhood, and that sick fear that surged at bed time, when shadows loomed large, shifting and changing on bedroom walls, with confirming household creaks and groans, that haunted and disturbed, sending you deeper under the covers in an attempt to hide and protect yourself from the monsters that lurked and and in your imagination, roamed freely during the night. Sleep is a vulnerable state, and darkness is cover for evil beings, making it natural and normal to experience fright in the night. The sun's rays clear our vision and crisp our surroundings, and it is easy to forget in the morning light, what terrified us in the dim hours. 

Jesus' arrival as the Messiah was foretold as a promise spoken of in the Old Testament, and when he put on flesh, he was referred to as Emmanuel, meaning God with us. The hopes of the heart are satisfied when one sees this shadow of God, fulfilled in the substance of Christ, as King. Fears take flight, the soul rejoices, and what used to terrify, no longer influences and impacts the spirit, because the spirit of God is without fear, and we become fearless too, when we but all our God given faith, in him. When you, dear one, have confidence in Christ, you need not worry, fuss, fret, nor fight:

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid (John 14:27).  

Now that we have established a baseline for understanding the glorious side of shadow and substance, let us take a look at what we are witnessing on the dark side, that is manifesting in the world. Keep in mind, as we walk along the path of perdition to comprehend what we see, that Satan requires bodies, he needs human flesh, to function in a utilitarian fashion, to accomplish his foal goals of retaliation against our mutual Creator. Humans must agree to his terms, they must choose wickedness and rebelled too, in order to be used well in vile endeavours. The Devil cannot make you and I do anything: we are always accountable for our words and deeds, so be sure to take a look at your past and current circumstances, for signs of disobedience to God's will and way, so that you can course correct, and calibrate to Christ, as the only One that can redeem souls, saving them from damnation. 

Shadow has now taken on substance in alarming ways in the realm of evil. On my street, a woman drove her vehicle at an estimated speed of seventy kilometres an hour, into a car travelling in the opposite direction, causing significant bodily harm to the passenger. It just so happens, that the injured party is my across the street neighbour. The head on crash driver, lives three doors down from the victim of this senseless incident, and she has not once, apologized or shown concern, for the person she severely hurt, while reckless driving. Now before you accuse me of being unkind and without compassion since "accidents happen", not far from my home, a woman sat with her car idling in a parking lot, and then gunned the engine, pressing hard on the gas pedal, driving her blue Jeep Wrangler through a mall wall. The massive vehicle ploughed down six people inside the building, pinning one woman under the truck. Switching gears slightly, I have heard reports of people hearing voices in their heads, of a radio active sort, and dear one, they are being instructed to do things to themselves, and to others, of a violent nature. I could go on with the driving into buildings and people stories, but you don't have all day to read about the news in my city, since you live in a place too, where strange and disheartening things are happening, that have you shaking your head, and perhaps have you wondering, Do I really need to leave my house today? 

NOTE: Within the same time frame as the incidents I noted above, a man drove into the front of an elderly ladies home, while she sat in her living room. By the grace of God, she was feet away from the front end of a pick-up truck, and was spared physical injuries, but now must suffer the massive inconveniences associated with home repairs... I tell you this to say, that destruction enters in, even when you are minding your own business in the front room of your home. 

I am going for the jugular today, and you may not like what I have to say. There is co-lateral damage occurring all over the place as a result of injections people agreed to have administered to them during the cv craze, and long afterward too, since there are people that have had upward of eight plus shots, and some people continue to wear masks. People are sick, suffering, and dying, and sometimes, perhaps often? this is occurring while they are driving, turning them and their vehicles into weapons of mass destruction. I call it mass destruction because of the repercussions, and the sick waves of trauma that reverberate through society, and in particular, into whole family units. 

We are witnessing shadow becoming substance in alarming ways. The poison shots were of the Devil, and now we see the sinister coming to life in the odd and dangerous behaviours of formerly healthy, and normal human beings. You need not watch the news from far off places; all you need do, is watch and listen to your local news, to see that the world has gone mad with their addiction to pharmakeia, and humans are behaving as though they are on hallucinogens. 

It is now a worry for the mind, and a hazard to the physical body, to drive the roads here in London Ontario, Canada, with the rules and laws being seemingly ignored. I suspect, it is not simply the ignoring of established regulations for safety that is occurring, but an absence of presence of mind. People appear to be losing their ability to think, and act reasonably, with an understanding of short and long term consequences. It is unfortunate to note too, that contrition is missing in action when these accidents occur. We were told to protect ourselves from one another not that long ago, and perhaps the soul sickness seeds planted back in the cv heydays, are now, coming to fruition, with detestable and undigestible fruit. 

I am not a negative nelly, or a dread and doom kind of gal. I am cheerful and playful by nature, and while I walk this earth, I will always profess faith in Christ, and pray that as an ambassador for the King of kings, many will come to saving grace knowledge of God the Almighty, by hearing the gospel of truth. This said, I have the gift of discerning the spirits, of seeing and being enabled to label what is happening all around us, and it is a frightful sight to behold. I am not alone in my observational skills, there are many people noticing that shadow in the spiritual realm, is now substance in the physical, with demonic forces moving from secretive strategic plotting, to overt and obvious, full on assault of the human race.

Does what you have just read, ring true to you? Do you see what I am saying, as actually happening in the tangible world? 

I invite you to read The Bible, and to ask God to open wide, your spiritual eyes. As we come to a close of our time together, I include this powerful punch of truth from scripture: 

For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places (Ephesians 6:12).

When our night monsters take on flesh, we must take up the sword of the Spirit, and in unity, pray for God's will to be done, here on earth, as it is in heaven. 

And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God: praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints (Ephesians 6:17-18). 

Nothing Better

There is nothing better than a screaming conscience. There isn't anything that can compare, to falling at the feet of the Lord of glory, with heart in hand, ripped to shreds in remorse, and pleading, Please fix this: it feels as though I will die from the aching.  

It is when the heart is rent in two, that desperation has one searching in dire need of help. Have you been in this situation, dear one? Do you know of what I speak? 

I have heard a great deal of devastating news this past couple of weeks. It matters not that I anticipate more of the same, or that I knew in advance that horror would hit us all, hard and fast in the face and gut, in a one-two rapid fire combination of punches. Predictions are coming to pass, with cancer escalating and stealing life suddenly, but it makes sense that living organisms die, when given massive doses of poison. 

I killed a plant, or two, recently, They were succulents, and they absorbed the water I gave them, and it caused death. I knew before I poured but did it anyway, not truly comprehending that what some plants can survive, other plants cannot tolerate. God deemed and we humans, demean, meaning, we think we can override his rules and regulations, his perfectly ordered creation, and it doesn't take long to discover how very wrong we can be, and often are. 

Humans follow other humans and sometimes it is to God knows where. God knows where every time, and we do an excellent job of pretending that the paths we take will not lead to our destruction, and the company we keep will not damage our soul, and the words we speak will not slash and wound our own being. 

People wore masks, and some people have just in case masks in their car consoles. It used to be that those ugly blue things on stings hung at the ready off of rearview mirrors: do you recall the not so long ago cv days of yesteryear? I see now how important the masks are, how much sense they make. Sentimental swill and masks go hand in hand. I protect you, you protect me, and we all pretend that we are being kind in the silliness. Satan has a way of trivializing the soul, and turning humans into crowd pleasing, performing monkeys. He delights when humans are nothing like God, and more like brute beasts, that do not think for themselves. 

A screaming sick with remorse conscience is a singular experience that massive arrow points to regret for sins committed against God, self, and others. A guilt riddled soul has the opportunity to be redeemed before a merciful Almighty, all knowing God, and this, dear reader, is what is needful and necessary, before all of the the bad news calls, and the witnessing of social media shared sadness. The injected are very sick, and verily, will die, but will it be with forgiveness from the Lord, before they pass from this life, into eternity? 

Individual accountability is inherently part and parcel, for each human being that can think, and act, from their own strength. I cannot blame you for leading me astray, and you cannot blame me either, when we both know better. I cannot blame the government for people I love, going along with the demonic scheme of getting injected with toxins that maim and kill: they did this of their own accord. They transported themselves to sites for injections, and it hurts my heart tremendously to know that these actions, will more than likely, be the cause of suffering and death, in the near future. 

We have all gone against God, shamelessly. It is when shame for our sins sledgehammer hits the mind, and twists the heart into a tangle of knots, that we realize we can be forgiven in our sorrow, by confessing to God, the One that already knows all. I am concerned for those that still psychologically mask, hiding from themselves emotionally and intellectually, from truth telling before God. I am concerned for those that are surprised at sudden deaths, and turbo cancers, and have been told, it is because of the cv shots, but choose to deny this as a possibility. Acknowledging this fact will be excruciatingly painful, and yet, it is a must, if truth is to prevail, with lies dying instantaneously.  

Everything is about the soul, dear one. There is nothing more important, nothing better, than to know God, and to feel his love as a healing and soothing balm for the spirit. It is lies, and always has been lies, that keep us from him. Jesus is known as the Truth, and it makes perfect sense, that if we lie to ourselves and to each other, we cannot be close to him, and we cannot be, like him. The father of lies is the Devil: can it be more plain to us, that in order to be saved from God's wrath, we must abide in him as obedient, truth telling children? 

Lucifer wanted to be God and was damned for his audacity. Humans follow in his footsteps, when they trust one another, rather than their Creator. This sin must be acknowledged, confessed, repented of in deep remorse, and then, Christ the Saviour of souls, seen on the cross dying for ours sins, can become the Truth and Light, by which our path is made clear and illuminated. 

Those that took the shots, for whatever reason or excuse they have made or continue to make for having done this dastardly deed, may now regret their choices, but they must go the next step, and plead with God for forgiveness, for not placing all of their trust in his providential care. It is lack of faith in God that became very evident, when the world went coo-coo over covid. 

There is nothing better than a guilty, screaming conscience, dear one, especially when we go to the Lord looking for what only he can provide. 

Psalm 30:2 

O Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

Psalm 73:26 

God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.

437 Front Liners

I have a number stuck in my head, a number that repeats itself, 4 3 7, four-hundred and thirty-seven. This number isn't a lock combination, or part of a phone number, or address. 437 represents individuals amassed in the hundreds, that in the heat of spiritual battle, resolved to remain stedfast, despite the earth shifting beneath their feet. 

LHSC, which stands for London Health Sciences Centre, had their staff at the front of the line, for injections. Think with me, of the twisted messaging we were all subjected to, when propaganda was dump truck offloaded on us, for years. Front line refers to the fighters in the trenches that are in immediate and direct contact with a threatening and deadly enemy, and these fearless folk do what they must to act as a shield for everyone behind them, that need protection. Front line in the LHSC cv debacle, was a first-in-line overpowering suggestion for injections, not only to keep staffers from getting sickly due to exposure via deathly ill patients, but also, as examples for all the uneducated, health idiots, that knew not the "science" behind medicine, and had to be told what was good for them. The line of imposed thinking ran as follows: Get the shots so you can stay safe and effective as a front line worker, in order to be enabled to save others from this deadly assault. It reminds me of the, Place your mask over your mouth first instructions on an airplane, Before helping someone nearby. 

Why is a hospital called a science centre? A medical science centre, not a healing centre, or a health and wellness centre - with the dubious word science inserted in the title, we can see, how manipulative the messaging can be, when Follow the science, and, I went with the science terminology, is weaponized against a society, that sees God as some oblivious buffoon that hasn't a clue about reason or logic, and cannot be counted on to save us from strange and invisible, deadly viruses, that in the instance of cv, never even existed. 

Most of us have had some injections, since it has been common practice for decades to be injected, from birth, in 'modern' society. Sadly, we have been damaged by the drug and poison pushers, and I think it fair to say, that the instigators and filthy lucre propagators, keep their offspring far and away from needle points, unless of course, plastic surgery or filler injections are required to maintain a semblance of youth or beauty. The combination of an excess of money, with not enough life purpose, and an undertone hatred for God and his creatures, will lead a person down the road of perdition, to a life of vanity and frivolity, where appearances matter far more, than character development and soul security in the Lord. You know what is safe and effective, dear one? Believing on the Lord Jesus Christ, that's what.  

437, dear reader, didn't do the deed. They didn't follow orders; they didn't submit to the seduction of financial security promised, in exchange for compliance, and concomitant camaraderie, with criminals. The enemy of our soul is a roaming and ravenous killer, and four-hundred and thirty-seven medical staff members were fired from the LHSC, when they made it clear that they would not tow the nefarious line, for the powers that want to be. The Devil does not make us do things, we have freedom to choose, and at the very same time, God empowers us when we need the strength to stand stedfast, against an invisible and deadly enemy, that wants nothing more, then for us to turn our backs on Providence, and trust in lying, cheating, thieving, malicious, mischievous, and murderous humans. 

The 437 did their jobs and lived their hippocratic oaths, by caring for themselves and others, when they said Yes to health, and a resounding No, to injuring, maiming, and killing, an unsuspecting populace, with substances designed to destroy.

I thank God for the discernment of the 437, because we need them now, more than ever. 

Conversations and Conflicts

Only let your conversation be as is becometh the gospel of Christ: that whether I come and see you, or else be absent, I may hear of your affairs, that ye stand fast in one spirit, with one mind striving together for the faith of the gospel; and in nothing terrified by your adversaries which is to them an evident token of perdition, but to you of salvation, and that of God. For unto you it is given in the behalf of Christ, not only to believe on him, but also to suffer for his sake; having the same conflict which ye saw in me, and now hear to be in me (Philippians 1:27-30). 

From prison, the apostle Paul wrote to the Philippians. He instructs, encourages, and finally, makes a few awe inspiring declarations:

Instructions:

1. When you speak, have it be about the gospel of Christ

2. Whether I am with you, or out of sight, I want to hear that you are one in spirit, single minded in your unity; 

3. Strive together for the faith of the gospel

4. Don't be terrified by your adversaries

Encouragements: 

1. When your adversaries attempt to terrify you, it is an evident token of their perdition, meaning: they make themselves enemies of God when they attack you, and this marks them as hell bent and moving toward damnation

2. When your adversaries attempt to terrify you, it is an evident token of your salvation, meaning: you are being attacked because you clearly belong to God, and you are heading toward your heavenly abode as a saved by God person

Declarations; 

1. Unto you is given in behalf of Christ, to believe on him. The Father gave us to his Son; our faith is God given

2. You will suffer for his sake 

3. You will have conflict, just as Paul had conflict, including possible imprisonment, and other humiliations that God gives strength for in the suffering, for the cause of the gospel

Dear one, only a Christian can delight in what has been expressed here on the typed page. Only a Christ follower grins at the thought of suffering for his sake. Only a child of God, wants to be, just like the Son of God. Is this you? 

1. When you speak, is it about Christ and his saving grace?

2. Knowing God sees all, would you be making him proud right now, or have him turning his face from you?

3. Are you united with your kindred when striving and sharing your faith in the gospel of Christ?

4. Are you as fearless as the Holy Spirit, when facing adversaries to the faith?

1. Are you aware of the differences between the enemies of God, and those that belong to him?

2. Do you comprehend the magnitude of the diametrically opposed spiritual states, of perdition and salvation?

1. You are saved by God or you belong to the Devil. Those are the only options

If you belong to Christ;

2. You will suffer and; 

3. You will face conflict

Dear one, are you standing fast in your faith, or wavering in your mental and spiritual instability? What we say in conversation when committed to Christ, will undoubtedly cause conflict. Paul makes it clear that he suffered, willingly, joyfully, wholeheartedly, for the gospel, wanting one and all to know Christ as Saviour. It is Christian duty and delight, to speak of Jesus, and what he has done for us as individuals, and the mystical body corporate. It is a magnificent experience to be one in the Spirit, and one in the Lord, with brothers and sisters in Christ. There is nothing to compare to the glorious feeling of knowing God, living for God, and loving humanity, even in their broken down and limping state of immorality and lostness:

Romans 5:8

But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. 

The love of God abounds in Christians each time we recognize and are reminded (via Bible reading and study), how much he loved us while we were wretched, miserable, small-minded, and disobedient golems. How can true Christians not weep and plead for the salvation of souls, when recalling all that Christ has done for us? 

NOTE: the word golem is defined as - in Jewish folklore, the golem is an artificial humanoid formed from earth or clay and brought to life through sacred knowledge. In slang, a golem typically describes someone who is clumsy, oafish, or unintelligent. 

I have to laugh a little. It is human nature to create our own version of self, based on ego, vainglorious unrighteousness, and pride. The Jews would make idols of clay and attribute mystical magic powers to the handcrafted weirdos they called golem. I have heard through the grapevine, that Gentiles are called golem, by the Jews, which is their way of slighting us as clumsy, oafish, and unintelligent. Funny isn't it, how God sees our foolishness and loves us during our idiocy, and then teaches us how to love like him, once we see Christ on the cross as dying for our sins? 

Have you reconciled yourself to Christ yet, dear one? Isn't it time to lift the veil, and finally see, what you have been missing? Submit to God, and he will lift you heavenward, and while looking down onto where you were, you will weep tears of joy, knowing he plucked you from your own muck, and washed you clean in his salvation rich blood. Let us end our time together with scripture:

Isaiah 1:18

Come now, and let us reason together, saith the LORD: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. 

Civic Duty

I was subtly accused today, via mail, that I was not doing my civic duty, according to the powers that want to be. I know what my civic duties are, as a law abiding citizen, that works, pays taxes, and pays immediately for everything I purchase, whether it be internet services, crazy expensive gas and food, or a toothbrush and paste at the grocery store. I don't lie, cheat, steal, covet my neighbours donkey, husband, or Lexus, and I certainly don't maim or murder, in fact, my civic duty is satisfied each time I am kind, thoughtful, accountable, and responsible, out in the world, and within the privacy of my own home too. I know God is always watching me, and it is to him, and to him alone, that I owe and pledge my allegiance. Loving my neighbour as myself, is the best form of civic duty I can think of, as one creature residing in close proximity, to many other creatures. 

The powers that want to be are intrusive and coercive and the Devil is in the mix, each time someone is hired to harass and harangue citizens, to comply with orders to complete tasks that do not serve anyone, accept of course, the information ravenous monsters, that consume greedily, firstly with their avarice green eyes, then with grasping grabby hands, next with salivating mouths, and finally, devouring everything in sight, in an attempt to fill there bottomless pit stomachs. 

I could be insulted and incensed by the instruction, or the demand, Do your civic duty, but I am not, because I consider the source. There is a difference, wouldn't you agree? between a Command, and a demand. God gave us Commandments, and I take these very seriously. God's laws were and are, written in stone, and the criminal code of Canada, echoes Deuteronomy, and Mosaic law. It is truly wonderful to know that God outlined how we humans are to behave in and amongst one another, in order to not only get along, but to understand where the boundaries are, so that we do not cross over where we do not belong. The powers that want to be violate all laws without hesitation; out of putrid hatred for God and his Commands, they make demands they ought not make. 

1 Chronicles 21 imparts the account of king David ordering his servant Joab to take a census. David was a popular king, a man of war that fought for his people; he was a man after God's own heart. Dare I say he had an ego issue, when he, without being instructed to do so by God, called for the counting of the people, the citizens he ruled over. He had a vast kingdom, and wanted to know just how great he was as the appointed monarch. But this was wickedness in the eyes of the Lord, and there were devastating consequences attached to David's rash and vain actions, and perhaps, you have had to suffer consequences too, when you did not consult with God, and went ahead with your own personal plans and agenda, only to discover you had made a massive mistake, and erred in judgment? I know I have done this very thing, many a time, and paid the price for my missteps, in countless ways. 

In 2020, the world went cv crazy, and it seemed everyone was rushing prematurely and pre-emptively, toward the sharp end of a needle, or two, or three, as a result of a highly propagated pestilence, a virus that supposedly was about to wipe out the population in droves, with an unrelenting and vicious virulence. It was astounding to me to witness how quickly people took to the demands of the powers that want to be, and I do want you to note, that not everyone followed suit, in fact, many of us did our civic duty, honouring God and our fellow man, by remaining stedfast in our stance, that we would not abide the wickedness that was being foisted upon the entire world population. Breaking the law is what evil people do, and the law was not considered a sacred boundary never to be crossed; rather, the opposite occurred, and maiming and murdering with the marauders continuing to roam freely, is what we now see every day, with the powers that want to be, not being held to account... yet. 

King David took liberties that were not within his bestowed range. When humans count other humans and start to see them as property, or chattel, they have gone to the dark side, and God does not play nice with those that try to take credit, or ownership, where it is not due. How much information, is too much to ask for? Where and when does my privacy start, and how do I preserve my autonomy? 

You can say No to God. It isn't wise to say No to God, but you can do it. You can say No to humans that insist they have the right to interfere in your personal and private life, mere humans that impose themselves, tyrannizing and terrorizing to force a Yes. You can say No to the powers that want to be, and they must leave you, when they see that you belong to the Sovereign, that reigns and rules over all creatures, great and small, human and snail, kangaroo and cotton tail bunnies too. 

Regardless of what the enemies of our souls suggest they will do to us when we do not go along with their schemes, God knows our fidelity and faithfulness, and dear one, isn't that all, that really matters? 

Evil people say No to God and presume to usurp him, and this is the pinnacle of foolishness. We have all said No to God at one time or another, but dear one, every Yes to his will and his way, draws us closer to him, and God is the safest company you and I will ever experience in this crazy hopped up on steroids and other substances world. 

I am a temporary resident in this world, applying for eternal citizenship in heaven, and I long to live God's Commands, while conscientiously and consistently, ignoring the demands, of the powers that want to be. 

Jesus is my irreplaceable, all powerful King; I pray he is yours too. 

The Menu

Let's see, what do we have on the menu today?

Breakfast: One order of betrayal, for $500, 000, with a side of distress, upheaval, and a sense of constant anguish, topped with a dusting of insecurity and a smattering of diminished self-worth.

Lunch: A hefty serving of lies with a matching stack of concurrent manipulations, for a quarter slice of soul. With this item, outrageous toppings include, gaslighting, selective and suggestive machinations, with truth twists added for extra punch.

Dinner: Fine dangerous dining begins and ends with this meal of delusion. Smoked mirrors give the impression of a light and friendly supper, but this heavy hitter gets you right in your gastric juice factory, for the nominal price of a chunk of your heart. We line the sides of your plate with upset, confusion, and grate on your nerves pretending, guile, and cunning, and if these don't cause burning, we turn up the heat with deviousness and disingenuousness. 

Desert: Dirty, slippery, slimy, freshly unearthed worms

Now, if you want to order from our menu, you must decide that you are perfectly paired with being betrayed, lied to, and treated as though delusion is delightful. We know many have sampled from this menu, and some are repeat customers, but our fare isn't, for everyone. While some that have sampled are repelled by what they have consumed, we have observed that eventually, upon return and reordering, they develop a palate for the flavours. This may be you!

Dear reader, I tongue in cheek came up with a menu that matches what happens, when a man or woman, cheats on their spouse, Couples often stay together in misery when there is a breach of trust, and a breach in lawful matrimony. Separation and divorce are expensive, and heart rending too. There is a limping of the spirit when couples split apart, and it isn't just the finances that suffer when a relationship breaks. 

The couples that stay together, without working out their issues, end up living lives of despair, especially when the cheater lies and feigns closeness to their spouse, while attempting to cover their tracks, and pretend nothing is amiss - this heavy blanket of delusion is soul sickening, and can you imagine living your life with a liar that betrays, and thinks you are too stupid to know they are sneaking around with someone else, fornicating as an adulterous spouse? Oh, the yuck of it all. 

1. You may be eating from the menu I made-up, but I want you to know, there is always a way out, and if your hands need cleaning, and you are the one that is betraying, lying, and deluding, you can change your ways with God's help. You may have to suffer the consequences of your actions, and these you must accept as righteous judgment for your sins, but you will feel fantastic relief to finally come clean before God and your spouse. 

2. You may have snacked unwittingly on this menu, with servings offered from someone you trusted, leaving a bad taste in your mouth while you walk away. Keep walking, don't look back, and refuse to taste the deception others would have you consume. 

3. You may be the betrayed partner that is licking their wounds and wondering, How can I possibly change this scenario, and have the life of hope and peace I so crave for me and my family. Dear one, God sees and knows, what you need, and he can provide in wondrous ways, when you take steps in faith, resolutely believing that he is your Provider, Protector, and the loving God over you, and those you hold near and dear. 

The Devil enjoys human suffering and encourages betrayal, lies, delusion, and isn't it astounding to acknowledge that Jesus is known as the Way, the Truth, and the Life, and that we can choose to deceive and conversely, we can choose to be honest in all our dealings, with our fellow-creatures? The Devil is in the mix when betrayal occurs, and Jesus is the Mediator, when we come to terms with ourselves and others, and learn a better Way, a firm and solid Truth, and live a Life that honours and glorifies, the One that made us. 

Breakfast: Feasting on God's Word

Lunch: Praying without ceasing

Dinner: Delighting in God's blessings

Desert: Anticipating our heavenly abode in the presence of our Saviour

How Do You Know?

... the power of the Holy Spirit is available only to those whose intention is to carry out His will, a partial quote from Charles Stanley's book entitled, The Wonderful Spirit Filled Life, page 19. 

The sentence above packs a wallop. Many a person designates him or herself as a Christian, but have you noticed, dear one, that there seems to be something significantly important missing from them, when they make their declaration? How can one tell? how does one know, when they are in the presence of an actual Christian? 

What would be the identifying markers for you?

Do you call yourself a Christian and; are you Holy Spirit filled?

I know several Christians, authenticated by God, as the real deal. They are different from the average bear, and when I speak to them, there is an eagerness to know God, to live for God, to acknowledge him as their God. I heard R. C. Sproul say, We are saved from God, by God. Does this make sense to you? It makes a world of sense to me, because I know I am saved from his wrath for being a wicked person committing crimes against his Majesty in my disobedience and willful ways, and saved forever by him, with my sins no longer lingering and remaining attached to my being, since Jesus died for them all. 

It isn't enough to have my sins paid for so that I can be made free; I am required to sin no more, and this one reality of realities, is confirmation for me, that I am Holy Spirit filled: I experience a sickening feeling of self-reproach at the thought of sin, and become utterly repulsed at myself when I do what I know I ought not do. When I grieve the Holy Spirit, my conscious suffers disquiet, and I cannot live in my skin for long without having to go before God, tell on myself, and ask for forgiveness... 

How do you know if you are Holy Spirit filled? What telltale signs help you identify yourself this way? 

Sin stands as a spiky lethal barrier between us and God. Sin is ruinous, and relationship suffers immensely, when sin is chosen as a way of betraying the God that we are meant to honour and obey. Sin, as I already stated, is chosen, and if you have experienced the loss of having someone you love, dismiss you for things, or ideas, or a wayward way of life, betraying your confidence in them and your trust in them as a friend, companion, or marriage partner, you know how it feels to be cast aside as either unnecessary, unimportant, unworthy, devalued, and easily displaced from their life. NOTE: I think back to all the friends and clients that believed the c-o-v-i-d lies, and how willing they were to disassociate from me, when I did not play the governments-nonsensical and destructive reindeer games. You and I don't take kindly to being kicked out of our rightful place in society, and just imagine how it is for Almighty God, to watch mere humans, assume they can carry on with their bad selfs endlessly, while disregarding him entirely. 

So, I ask you, How does one know, if someone else, is an actual Holy Spirit filled Christian? I refer you to the top of this page, and Charles Stanley's statement, reiterated below:

... the power of the Holy Spirit is available only to those whose intention is to carry out His will.

Is it your intention to carry out the will of the Holy Spirit? and; do you know what his will is? You can only answer these questions if you read The Bible. There isn't a multiple choice guess the right answer randomly option for these questions. I suggest to you now, that if you are unsure about your condition as a Holy Spirit filled Christian, you may be committing sins that you are attached to, keeping you from actually living God's will for his people. God's will isn't willy nilly, one way for you, a different way for me; one way for humans that lived thousands of years ago, another way for anyone born and raised from 1970-2026. God is consistently trustworthy in his immutability - he does not change and cannot change, because he is all-in-all, perfect! He didn't get perfect by working at it, he has always been perfect, and always will be perfect, and this state of being, is unattainable for you and I, despite our self-deceived beliefs, that if we try hard enough, we can make all things work out to our own benefit, even sinful things.

A Holy Spirit filled Christian cannot help but declare themselves as Christian, and cannot help but want everyone they meet, everyone they love, everyone they have ever cared deeply for, to know the love of God too. God is our everything, and we do not want to disappoint our Father in heaven. It is always a delight to acknowledge the Creator, for a true Christian. 

I don't know what you believe or who you are, unless of course, you share a bit of yourself with me in the comments. I rarely, if ever, get comments, but I know there are many people that want the peace and comfort that comes from having an intimate and sweet relationship with God, and I pray you have what your soul craves most, the filling up with Holiness, that can only come from the Spirit of the One that hand crafted you in your mothers womb.  

Drop to your knees and pray if you feel empty and your heart aches. Call out to God, and ask him for help, guidance, forgiveness, and the strength that only he can provide, to carry you through your worries and troubles. You will be astounded how good you will feel, when you surrender your entire life, your being, to the One that loves you so much, he gave his only Son, as a propitiation for your sins. It is never too late, to confess your sins and have your spirit cleansed from iniquity. That is what God does for sinners that repent, and he can do this for you too! 

The Holy Spirit filled life isn't a guaranteed easy way down a yellow gold brick path flanked with flowers and butterflies... it is the gentle way, the kind way, the soft touch and firm knowing way of Christ. Christ spoke truth, even when people shouted at him and covered their ears for not wanting to hear him, but he spoke so that people could be saved, and we must too, if we love like our Saviour. 

I pray you learn about God from The Bible and from much prayerful listening. I pray you know what it feels like to have God's indwelling Spirit, and to live for the One that died for you. I pray this and much more, but do we really have time for all my prayers, when you have your own to attend to?

Go on now, you have business to take care of:

Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered (Romans 8:26).

You may not know where to start and you may not have the words for your deeply seated sentiments, but God knows what you need, and when the tears of gratitude begin to flow for all he has done for you, you will have started the wonderful process, of living a Holy Spirit filled life.