Has the time come that the third of the hosts of heaven... the fallen... have completely shed their masks of deception? Perhaps all these thousands of years deception of the legions upon the sons of Adam and the daughters of Eve were a false blueprint, a quiet and subtle road map, for mortals to emulate. As the world around us crumbles politically, socially, religiously and most of all morally is it not evident, once the mask of deception is removed, that the house of the adversary reigns abundant? In this, the last dispensation of the fullness of times, we must ask ourselves what strength we have within us. By what power can we as the end root of our bloodlines stand with shield and sword in hand.
We used to revere and honor the Office of President of the United States. No more do children proudly show their parents the assignment to show their hero - the President. No more do children have security of heart as they are drilled at school on what to do if a shooter enters the school. No more do we look forward to our leaders making wise decisions for the good of the people. No more do our elected officials see as a visionary through the eyes of our Founding Fathers. It is a shame that we now come to expect - AND ACCEPT - decisions of folly by those with delusions of grandeur and willful adoption by the public.
The divine hand on the checks and balances among the executive, legislative and judicial branches is losing grip by the pride of those entrusted to uphold them. The Executive assumes power not given it. The Legislative rarely votes and acts on true conscience, but overrides it along party lines. The Judicial acts the same and is used through subterfuge of false prophecy by the other branches. Planning future outcomes of measures and then plotting to make them so through judicial appointments.
The pursuit of legitimate happiness reigns in the hearts of fewer and fewer immigrants. Legal prosperity through hard work and integrity with conscience seem so far away for those who cower daily in fear that they will be found. All the while they take advantage of the amenities of authentic citizenship of the United States. The dream is alive for so many but lacks among others in growing numbers. The ability to immigrate and be accepted is a gift. Yet, for those who do so averting the law, immigration becomes a curse and liability upon the people whom they now mingle.
We've denied our very design - man and woman - and the roles we've beforehand accepted to carry out. No longer do we strive to perfect our design by endeavoring to align our spirits and control our passions, but instead pervert our design to adjust to our immediate desires. We've explained and compromised that perversion by throwing our hand up and declaring it's just who we are.
One of the last breakdowns of humanity is the happily skewed view of human life. Men and women hold themselves unaccountable for the divine gift of manifesting life in this world. Pride and fear become the ingredients for the clouds of "perceived" clear conscience as they opt for abortion. It matters not what stage of development the child is. If one or more parent wants no part of it then the clouds of "perceived" clear conscience opens the ways for gleeful murder.
The proclamation of the family - those basic foundations each family procures as the teachings and arrangements for the raising of their family, are pushed aside in favor of entertainment and other derisions designed only to scar the young and the eternal relationship of husband and wife. Even upholding religious teachings and values are seen as nonchalant and without substance. No longer do we dress in our best as our ancestors did for church services, but arrive occasionally in convenient street clothes with our best still in our drawers.
Daily we live in fear of death as the threat of terrorism looms over even our young. To the coward that hides their face and body in black they have already kissed the adversary and his hosts and willfully become possessed by the distorted in form. Furthermore, we've lost faith, that evidence of that which is not seen but is true, that bona fide discipleship can keep the buffetings of Satan at bay.
We are surrounded by living examples of the work of imps. Work that not long ago was disguised in the shadows. Now the masquerade ball is over and the masks have come off. The people have already accepted the work and have multiplied its spread among the living.
Yet, that divine spark is still there. That still small voice still trumpets the heart. Though the vast of us have all but shushed it to sleep it is still there. It is that basic light of knowing good and evil that's adopted at birth among all the sons of Adam and the daughters of Eve. The scepter is there but it is our choice to reach and clasp it's handle.
The bright day is coming when the earth shall be as a sea of glass. The mountains shall be rolled back into smooth landscape and the lands shall once again be brought back together. The mountain shall be split for Israel to escape the wolves. Thus, the next thousand years of unmeasured prosperity and knowledge will reign among the greater portion of us who've chosen to listen to that still small voice.
Will you and I be among them?
Just as our leaders have divided their conscience along party lines we need to choose which side we desire to be on. If our heart desires the other side which is brighter with wider fields of view than it is worth the painstaking journey to align our lives with that model.
If the journey seems long and full of obstacles then you're probably on the right one. The road less traveled is the road that will enrich you with experience and knowledge. We each have our vices, myself especially, but we need to see the distorted works around us for what they are. They are attempts of the miserable spirits to draw us from the light. They want us. They feed off our life which they've been denied by their rebellion in the presence of God the Almighty.
That battle that rivals all the wars and contentions combined on earth continues today. It began with the rebellion in heaven and rolls on into the winding up scene. It is our choices that define us.
The line is drawn on the board. It is the pieces (us) which individually we place on one side or the other.
We used to revere and honor the Office of President of the United States. No more do children proudly show their parents the assignment to show their hero - the President. No more do children have security of heart as they are drilled at school on what to do if a shooter enters the school. No more do we look forward to our leaders making wise decisions for the good of the people. No more do our elected officials see as a visionary through the eyes of our Founding Fathers. It is a shame that we now come to expect - AND ACCEPT - decisions of folly by those with delusions of grandeur and willful adoption by the public.
The divine hand on the checks and balances among the executive, legislative and judicial branches is losing grip by the pride of those entrusted to uphold them. The Executive assumes power not given it. The Legislative rarely votes and acts on true conscience, but overrides it along party lines. The Judicial acts the same and is used through subterfuge of false prophecy by the other branches. Planning future outcomes of measures and then plotting to make them so through judicial appointments.
The pursuit of legitimate happiness reigns in the hearts of fewer and fewer immigrants. Legal prosperity through hard work and integrity with conscience seem so far away for those who cower daily in fear that they will be found. All the while they take advantage of the amenities of authentic citizenship of the United States. The dream is alive for so many but lacks among others in growing numbers. The ability to immigrate and be accepted is a gift. Yet, for those who do so averting the law, immigration becomes a curse and liability upon the people whom they now mingle.
We've denied our very design - man and woman - and the roles we've beforehand accepted to carry out. No longer do we strive to perfect our design by endeavoring to align our spirits and control our passions, but instead pervert our design to adjust to our immediate desires. We've explained and compromised that perversion by throwing our hand up and declaring it's just who we are.
One of the last breakdowns of humanity is the happily skewed view of human life. Men and women hold themselves unaccountable for the divine gift of manifesting life in this world. Pride and fear become the ingredients for the clouds of "perceived" clear conscience as they opt for abortion. It matters not what stage of development the child is. If one or more parent wants no part of it then the clouds of "perceived" clear conscience opens the ways for gleeful murder.
The proclamation of the family - those basic foundations each family procures as the teachings and arrangements for the raising of their family, are pushed aside in favor of entertainment and other derisions designed only to scar the young and the eternal relationship of husband and wife. Even upholding religious teachings and values are seen as nonchalant and without substance. No longer do we dress in our best as our ancestors did for church services, but arrive occasionally in convenient street clothes with our best still in our drawers.
Daily we live in fear of death as the threat of terrorism looms over even our young. To the coward that hides their face and body in black they have already kissed the adversary and his hosts and willfully become possessed by the distorted in form. Furthermore, we've lost faith, that evidence of that which is not seen but is true, that bona fide discipleship can keep the buffetings of Satan at bay.
We are surrounded by living examples of the work of imps. Work that not long ago was disguised in the shadows. Now the masquerade ball is over and the masks have come off. The people have already accepted the work and have multiplied its spread among the living.
Yet, that divine spark is still there. That still small voice still trumpets the heart. Though the vast of us have all but shushed it to sleep it is still there. It is that basic light of knowing good and evil that's adopted at birth among all the sons of Adam and the daughters of Eve. The scepter is there but it is our choice to reach and clasp it's handle.
The bright day is coming when the earth shall be as a sea of glass. The mountains shall be rolled back into smooth landscape and the lands shall once again be brought back together. The mountain shall be split for Israel to escape the wolves. Thus, the next thousand years of unmeasured prosperity and knowledge will reign among the greater portion of us who've chosen to listen to that still small voice.
Will you and I be among them?
Just as our leaders have divided their conscience along party lines we need to choose which side we desire to be on. If our heart desires the other side which is brighter with wider fields of view than it is worth the painstaking journey to align our lives with that model.
If the journey seems long and full of obstacles then you're probably on the right one. The road less traveled is the road that will enrich you with experience and knowledge. We each have our vices, myself especially, but we need to see the distorted works around us for what they are. They are attempts of the miserable spirits to draw us from the light. They want us. They feed off our life which they've been denied by their rebellion in the presence of God the Almighty.
That battle that rivals all the wars and contentions combined on earth continues today. It began with the rebellion in heaven and rolls on into the winding up scene. It is our choices that define us.
The line is drawn on the board. It is the pieces (us) which individually we place on one side or the other.
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