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ANATHEMA

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The world is under the control of Satan: this is not news to anyone with knowledge of scripture. What does appear to be news, sadly, even to those who call themselves believers, is that God’s kingdom has already come.

It’s here.

Now.

All around us. (more…)

GEN 9:13

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New Sodom. That’s what Western society has become – New Sodom. This time of the year it’s particularly in-your-face because of the “pride” parades and the flags. You know the flags I’m talking about. Every time I see one, I want to burn it. (more…)

SLEEP PARALYSIS

 

Sleep Paralysis

I came across a topic thread on an online forum today that was discussing sleep paralysis. Of course, most of the people were discussing it from the point of view of non-believers (attributing the paralysis to a chemical imbalance or nutrient deficiency), but a few commenters did mention that sleep paralysis is a demonic attack. (more…)

COME OUT OF HER, MY PEOPLE

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Jesus didn’t come to Earth to start a religion. He came to Earth to show us how to live by faith and to make his life a sacrifice for many.

His true followers today are few and far between, and growing fewer.

The buildings called churches are an abomination to God.

The preachers who preach for money are an abomination to God.

Those who call themselves “Christians” are, for the most part, an abomination to God.

You sit in front of the TV and absorb the world’s evil, and then replay it in your mind and speak it. You buy lottery tickets and dream of winning. You eat and drink food and water that you know is poisoned. You throw money at “charities” whose sole purpose is not to help those they say they’re helping, but to help themselves. You borrow money and live on credit, which is money created from nothing by the most evil of the world’s evil, and then you enslave yourselves to that evil by debt payments. You let yourselves be deceived, you let yourselves be poisoned, you let yourselves be entranced and enslaved by the world, and yet you still have the gall to call yourselves “Christians”.

Shame on you.

Go to the nearest mirror and stand in front of it and say “Shame on you.”

Did Jesus die so you could have a smartphone? Did he live a sinless life so you could have the “right” to carry a gun? You pledge your allegiance to a system that is corrupt to the core, knowing it is corrupt, and yet you still pledge your allegiance to it out of one side of your mouth, while out of the other you mumble a “prayer” that you memorized as a child, a vain repetition.

Shame on you.

Shame on you for holding Jesus’ life and sacrifice so cheap. Shame on you for thinking you could live as the world and still have a part in God’s kingdom on Earth and a bought-and-paid-for ticket to Heaven. Shame on you for embracing the same lies as unbelievers and living the same lives as unbelievers. Shame on you for calling yourselves “followers of Jesus” when in fact you show by your life – the fruit of your choices – that you are followers of the devil.

Shame on you, shame on you, shame on you.

When I first became a believer, I used to balk at the compliance of God’s holy angels to doing God’s destructive will. I couldn’t understand their calmness as they poured out the vials of plagues and drought and famine and war. I couldn’t understand how they could so matter-of-factly state, while pouring out these horrors over billions of people, that this suffering was earned and deserved. But now I understand.

In Ezekiel, God’s vengeance started with those in the sanctuary. The priests. The so-called believers. Those who claimed to be preaching his word but were in fact worshipers of Satan. After directing one angel to demarcate only those who were his true believers, he instructed the others to slay everyone else, regardless of age or sex or profession. He said to start in the sanctuary, with those who called themselves by his name but were not really his.

The cities of ancient Israel were destroyed because of the sin of the people living there. It didn’t matter to God that they called themselves his children; it only mattered to God that they lived as his children. And those who lived as his children were few and far between, just as they are today.

Do you think that the destruction of Israel and the horrendous slaughter of its people was a “one-off”? Do you think that the same God who destroyed “the Promised Land” is not preparing the same destruction for everyone who calls themselves by his name but are in reality not his?

He is preparing such a destruction. The news of it is all through the Old and New Testaments.

This is a reminder warning.

Those who live as the world will die as the world.

If you call yourselves followers of Jesus and children of God, then show it by your lives.

Unhook yourselves from the beast system. Stop being a tool of the devil. Give your allegiance only to God.

“Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues.

For her sins have reached unto Heaven, and God hath remembered her iniquities.”

 

COME OUT OF HER, MY PEOPLE.

Do it now –TODAY – before it’s too late.

THE PAIN YOU FEEL IS THE PAIN YOU’VE EARNED

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Therefore have I poured out my indignation upon them; I have consumed them with the fire of my wrath: their own way have I recompensed upon their heads, saith the Lord God.

Ezekiel 22:31

Nothing gets most Christians and non-Christians more riled up than being told they’ve earned their pain. People prefer to see themselves and others as innocent victims.

But there has only ever been one innocent victim who suffered for something he didn’t do, only one who came into this world without the stain of rebellion on his soul, and that was Jesus

All the rest of us are just paying our dues.

I was born-again from atheism over 16 years ago. I was 36 at the time. I’d lived the typical life of a Western non-believing woman, which could pretty much be summed up with the word “sin”. For my deeds, I’d accumulated an immense amount of pain. Of course, as an atheist, I didn’t believe in sin and so I didn’t see my emotional and mental pain as being connected to the choices I made in my life. I saw my pain as being inflicted on me by others, and I intended that each and every one of them should pay for what they’d done to me, and pay big.

I didn’t believe God existed. I thought only idiots believed in God. I was born again after reaching the tipping point of what I now recognize as a spiritual crisis (every aspect of my existence, from finances to employment to personal relationships, had collapsed). I was in deep deep doo-doo and subsequently in the deepest despair of my life. Though I didn’t know at the time that it was God who had done it, I was given the very great privilege of seeing the horrendous state of my soul (which, like God, I didn’t believe existed, but you can’t argue with something staring you straight in the face). The knowledge so terrified me that I immediately ran out of the cottage I was house-sitting and down to what I thought was the only “safe place” in my little world — the seashore. In my tormented mind, I reckoned if I could just get to the water, the pain that was so all-encompassing that I could no longer breathe would stop.

So I ran down to the ocean (about a mile away) and collapsed on the sandy beach. There, without making a sound, I gave up. I simply gave up trying to figure everything out and trying to fix my own mistakes and trying to do everything by myself. I gave up. My will broke. And in the next instant, again without making a sound, I cried out for help from the bottom of my heart. I did not know I was crying out to God. I did not believe in God, even at that point. The cry for help came from some part of me that I didn’t even know existed, it had been covered up by sin for so long.

But God heard my cry, and God answered.

In the blackness of what I know now was my death, God gave me a choice between two options: I could choose to forgive someone who had caused me more pain than anyone else in my life, or I could choose not to forgive that person. I was shown that if I chose the first option (to forgive), all the pain would stop, but if I chose the second option (not to forgive), the pain would not only continue but worsen.

I was shown, by the warmth and brightness of a light shining on the choice to forgive, that it was the better of the two.

All of this was done in a series of tableau against a black background. Communication was not by words but by understanding. I still didn’t know it was God communicating with me. And solely because I wanted the pain to stop (not because I was some great humanitarian), I chose to forgive.

At that instant, God showed me that the pain I felt was the pain I’d earned. Nothing had been done to me that I hadn’t in some way done to someone else. God hadn’t punished me. He was simply letting me feel the full force of the pain that I’d caused other people.

And then God healed me.

The next thing I heard was the sound of a great rushing wind that seemed to go on and on. I opened my eyes to find myself lying on the sand, facing the water. I could see only the sand, the water, the sky. I stood up and looked up. I had never in all my life felt so amazingly amazing. There are no words to describe this feeling; only those who have been healed from sin know what I am talking about.

I didn’t know what had happened to me. As a former student of classical literature, all I could think was tabula rasa — clean slate. I had no idea I was actually born again.

I didn’t want to leave the beach because I associated this feeling of extreme peace and euphoria with being in my “safe place” by the water. But God (even though I still didn’t realize it was God) assured me that I could leave and the feeling would come with me. So I made my way, slowly, slowly, back to the little cottage. There had been no-one on the beach at the time of my rebirth, but I passed a few people on my homeward journey. I felt intense love for them, strangers though they were.

When I got back to the cottage, I bee-lined for the Bible that the owner, Mildred, kept on a little table in the centre of the living room. I sat down at her kitchen table and opened to the page where it said “The New Testament of Our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ”, and I started reading it for the first time in my life. I read all four gospels in one sitting, and it was during the reading of the gospels that God showed me I was born again.

The pain you feel is the pain you’ve earned.

In the intense pain of my atheist years, God hadn’t done anything to me that I hadn’t first done to someone else, in kind. He was only exercising his perfect justice. He didn’t want me to feel pain, but he also couldn’t let me off the hook.

People who blame God or “circumstances” for their pain in life do not acknowledge that the pain they feel is the pain they’ve earned. Granted, that’s a huge pill to swallow for most people. As an atheist, I could never have swallowed it; I had lists a mile long of all the people who’d “done me wrong” over the years. Some of those people I’d sued, and some I was even in the process of suing when, thank God, I was born again, at which point I dropped all law suits.

In choosing to forgive that one person who had done me more harm than anyone else in the world, I’d in effect forgiven everyone for everything, so God forgave me everything.

Sure, what they’d done to me was wrong, but I had it coming. I’d treated so many people so appallingly, how could the pain I’d inflicted not come back to me, in kind? I say “in kind”, because God’s justice isn’t simplistic. If we cheat on our spouse, justice is not our spouse cheating on us in return, because our spouse cheating on us may not impact us at all. Justice would be when we feel the same degree of pain that we inflicted on our spouse (by cheating). This may manifest as getting fired from a job or having our child alienate his or her affections from us.

God’s justice is perfect. That’s why he tells us to leave the “vengeance” to him. He knows precisely how much is earned and precisely where to hit to make the right impact, keeping in mind that God, even amidst his justice delivery, is still trying to get us to turn back to him.

But at some point, time is up – for individuals, for nations, and for the entire planet.

Time was up for the geopolitical state of Israel when the Jews rejected Jesus at his first coming. Those who call themselves “Jews” are no longer the chosen people, and Israel is now the world-wide collective of born-again souls who follow Jesus. We born-agains are the spiritual Israelites who have inherited God’s promise. We live in his safe spiritual kingdom on Earth, constantly under the protection of his spirit, being fed, taught, guided, comforted and even punished (when necessary), as was promised to us through our spiritual brethren, the Old Testament prophets.

Someday, time will be up for each one of us, and what we’ve done with the time and talents God has so generously given us will determine where and how we spend eternity.

Time will be up for the planet, too, just after Jesus returns to rescue the last few remaining believers.

God’s justice is perfect. Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord.

The pain you feel is the pain you’ve earned.

My advice? Don’t do anything to earn pain.

But if you do feel pain, always choose to forgive.

No matter how horrendous the deed done against you, always choose to forgive.

The world is in a fallen state not only because of sin, but because people have chosen not to forgive.

When you choose to forgive, God chooses to forgive you. God’s forgiveness is the only true healing and the only true peace.

You born-again person reading this – you are not of this world, so you should not live by the rules of this world (“an eye for an eye”).

You are of God’s kingdom, where the rule is to love your enemies.

The pain you feel is the pain you’ve earned.

Always choose to forgive.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTIONS: YOU ONLY NEED ONE

New Year's Resolutions

As surely as night follows day, ‘tis the season to be jolly turns into ‘tis the season to make resolutions.

 

Serious ones.

 

Well-meaning ones.

 

Sometimes even drastic ones.

 

The resolutions are usually written down in a format that resembles an uneasy alliance between a “to do” list, a bucket list, a wish list, and the Ten Commandments.

 

New Year’s resolutions are promises you make to yourself about improving your behavior. They acknowledge that you could do better, and now’s the time to start.

 

As a child, I enjoyed making New Year’s resolutions, mainly because everyone I knew was making them. Drawing up a list of my own made me feel as if I were part of some grand world-wide social movement. My resolutions were the kind that most children make, like doing my homework as soon as I got home from school and eating less candy. They stuck for a while, but by Valentine’s Day, after-school hours found me back in front of the TV, serenely munching on chocolates.

 

Oh, well. I’d tried. I never really felt much remorse over my failed resolutions. It was more a game to me than anything else, like betting how long you can stand on one foot without falling over. I knew it was just a matter of time before the main resolutions fell by the wayside, after which the rest usually followed in quick succession, like dominoes. But I’d just shrug off the massive failure, reach for another chocolate, and eagerly look forward to making my next doomed-to-fail resolutions come New Year’s Eve.

 

Fast-forward to today. I stopped making New Year’s resolutions a long time ago, but this year I’ve revisited the notion. There seem to me to be so many areas of my life that could use improvement, my combination “to do”/ bucket / wish / Ten Commandments list would fill a book.

 

What to do?

 

How can I possibly work on improving all the areas of my life that need improving?

 

I’m not a child anymore, so making a resolution actually means something to me now. It’s my word. I can no longer resolve to do (or not to do) something, and not follow through.

 

So should I just pick the really big problem areas and focus on those? Or should I maybe make a few baby-steps resolutions, and if I’m successful at those, raise the resolutions bar to more important levels?

 

Then it hit me – every improvement that truly needs to be made can be done by making just one resolution.

 

Just one.

 

During his time on Earth, Jesus was favored by God not because God loved him more than us, but because he always did God’s will. For this reason and this reason alone, God was able to bless and strengthen Jesus in every way that he needed to be blessed and strengthened. It was the doing of God’s will that brought Jesus God’s favor.

 

By that single resolution – to always do God’s will – Jesus was able to make it to his dying breath without sinning. Every improvement that needed to be made in Jesus’ life was made by God working through Jesus’ constantly compliant will.

 

Those things that did not need improving (because they weren’t relevant to the success of his ministry work) were left as they were.

 

As a born-again, I already know the importance of doing God’s will. But knowing and doing are two different things. This year, I resolve always to do God’s will. I won’t question. I won’t delay. I won’t try to barter or negotiate. I won’t sulk or throw tantrums. I’ll just heed God’s advice and always do God’s will, like Jesus did.

 

I’m the headstrong type, so this might be hard for me. But I like the elegance of reducing an almost incalculable number of issues down to a single resolution, and a doable one at that.

 

Always do God’s will.

 

If I keep this resolution, everything in my life that truly needs to be improved will be improved. And that’s a promise not from me to myself, but from God himself.

 

Amen.

SPIRITUAL RAPE

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When tempting Eve, Satan seduced her by telling her exactly what she wanted to hear.

 

He flattered her; he claimed to be on her side, fighting for her rights.

 

He promised that everything would get better and better if she would only believe what he was telling her and do everything he told her to do.

 

He spoke her pain aloud in words that resonated with her, and then offered her a quick fix.

 

Deceit is mental rape. Deceit pins you down and tries to force you to accept lies. Just like rape is a show of power rather than desire, deceit aims to fool you first, and then to rule over you.

 

Don’t be spiritually raped.

 

Jesus warned us that many would come in his name and that there would be many false prophets. Some of these would even claim to be the Messiah. He said he was warning us in advance so that when these spiritual rapists appeared, we would not only know not to fall for their cunning lies, but we would remember that we’d been warned.

 

Note that Jesus didn’t say: “It’ll be super-awesome, guys! Towards the end, more and more and more people will believe in God. All around the world, people of all faiths will join hands. We’ll all become one. It will be a golden age of peace!”

 

No, he didn’t say that. He warned us that false prophets would usher in a false peace and that their deceptive signs and wonders (performed through the supernatural power of demons) might fool even genuine born-agains. He also told us that when he does come back, he’s staying just long enough to gather the few remaining true believers and then get the heck back to Heaven.

 

He’s not staying here to set up a “millennial kingdom” because the millennial kingdom is already here.

 

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Everything I know about God and Jesus I learned directly from God, Jesus, and the Bible. So imagine my confusion when I started to hear about the “pre-tribulation rapture” and the “post-tribulation millennial kingdom”, mostly from online forums. I knew these doctrines – now widespread and accepted by mainstream Christianity – were not in the Bible. If they were not in the Bible, they weren’t from God.

 

Jesus’ kingdom is here and now. “Jesus is Lord” here and now. Jesus’ thousand-year rule (in God-time) is happening here and now. When Jesus comes back at the very end of time, he’s not even touching down on Earth. He’ll be “in the clouds”, and he’ll send his angels to gather the few remaining believers just before the final cataclysm destroys Earth.

 

Jesus has done his run here. He has no intention of coming back as a human, not even as “king” of a global government. People who believe otherwise do not know God, Jesus, or scripture. People who believe that Jesus is coming back to set up an earthly kingdom are demonically inspired to believe so. Pray for them, but don’t be deceived.

 

If it’s not in the Bible and if it’s not supported by biblical reference and cross-reference, then it’s likely not true. If in doubt, ask God and Jesus yourself. As born-agains, you have that option.

 

Don’t be deceived. The deceived are on the broad path that leads to a false global peace and ultimate destruction. The deceived are being spiritually raped.

 

Don’t walk with the deceived, even if it means you walk alone.