Sunday, June 14, 2026

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.

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