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HALIFAX, Nova Scotia, February 13, 2026 – In the lead-up to the Flood, Noah continued to preach, even while knowing (because God told him) that he and his family would be the only ones spared. Likewise, Moses shepherded the children of Israel through the wilderness for 40 years, all the while knowing (because God told him) that of those who were 20 years or older when they left Egypt, only Joshua and Caleb would make it to the Promised Land. And in the tribulation to come, scripture tells us that two witnesses will preach to the remnant and to a spiritually dead people, the latter who will never turn back to God.
One of the heaviest crosses we bear as bornagain believers is witnessing and ministering to those we know will never turn. In these cases, we don’t witness and minister for their sake, but because God tells us to. It’s our duty as God’s children to witness and minister, even if our efforts bear no visible fruit.
Especially if our efforts bear no visible fruit.
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I live in Canada. I was born here and have lived here most of my life. I was not raised as a believer but I became a believer as an adult. Since then, I’ve watched the percentage of professing believers decline to the point that Canada now is, sadly, minority Christian.
Canada was founded in 1867 as a nation with an overwhelmingly majority Christian population (around 99%). It remained majority Christian until about a decade ago. And, as we know, a nation that is minority Christian is by default majority demon. There’s no third option. There’s no “secular nation”. Secular is yet another euphemism for demonic.
So here I am, living in a majority-demon country that in less than 150 years morphed from nearly 100% Christian to far less than 50%. Most other Western nations have suffered similar fates during the same timeframe. The United States appears to be the last man standing with regard to the rate of decline of its Christian population, but it’s still declining. Just slower.
And yet even amidst this unstoppable (because prophesied) downward spiritual trajectory, we still need to preach – first and foremost to each other, but also as witnesses to unbelieving nations. And we do so knowing that our words (other than those we share among ourselves) will be rejected and cursed and twisted back onto us as a trap. I’ve seen it happen over and over again, the purposely malignant misinterpretation of God’s Word, and still I continue to preach. It’s my job, as a bornagain believer. I cannot not preach.
For the past 11 years, this blog has served as my main witness, not because it’s aimed at unbelievers (it’s very much and solely aimed at bornagain believers) but because unbelievers come here, some out of curiosity and some looking for ammo to use against me when the time is right. I give it to them freely, the ammo, only I call it Truth and God’s Word. Let them call it what they want.
Just like God sends the sun and rain on both the just and unjust, we’re to witness first and foremost to each other, and if unbelievers wander by while we’re witnessing, let them hear. Even better – hand them some soap as the Word washes over them. It may be that some of the grime will be washed from their soul, and their eternity won’t be as bad as it would have been.
We can be under no illusion that the prophesied falling away is reversible. It can be slowed but not reversed. Noah knew that only his family would make it to the ark. Moses knew that only Joshua and Caleb would make it to the Promised Land. We know that only bornagain believers (and not even all bornagain believers) will make it Home. And yet still we preach. And yet still we witness – to each other first and foremost, but also to whomsoever will for whatsoever reason.
Though the general spiritual trajectory is now downward, ours is ever upward. We’re to draw as many upward with us as we can, while there’s still time.
A MESSAGE TO MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS
CAMPBELLTON, New Brunswick, May 14, 2023 – When I was newly born-again, I thought all Christians were the same. I guess it was a hold-over belief from when I was an atheist, only instead of wanting to avoid all Christians (like I did as an atheist), I wanted to be near Christians and interact with them. I saw them all as my brothers and sisters, and I loved them all and accepted them all without question.
Then hard cold reality intervened in the form of denominational Christianity. Because I’d been baptised a Roman Catholic as an infant, I started attending mass at Roman Catholic churches shortly after my rebirth. God let me go there because it was what I needed at the time, which was a daily dose of scripture and to be around people who at least believed that he and Jesus existed. So, for three and a half years, I attended Roman Catholic churches pretty much every day, until one bright sunny winter morning, God invited me to leave. It wasn’t for me anymore.
I then found myself without a church to attend.
I tried on several Protestant denominations for size, but none of them fit. They all had carved-in-stone creeds that they’d recite and which I didn’t necessarily believe. To be honest, I’m not sure what I was looking for in a church in those days, but I was certain that when I found it, I’d know.
In my long quest to find a church where I felt at home, I’d take comfort in reminding myself that Jesus didn’t have a place to go to either and that he was even kicked out of his hometown synagogue. He kind of synagogue-surfed after that (like I church-surfed), using the local synagogue of whatever town he was passing through as a pop-up classroom to teach people about the Kingdom. But he didn’t identify as a Pharisee or a Sadducee or any of the other splinter groups that had formed over the years into quasi-denominations of Judaism, much like Christianity has splintered in denominations over the centuries. Jesus stood alone in God’s Kingdom, which is God’s Church on Earth.
God’s Church is also where I stand.
But Jesus didn’t bash denominations, and it’s important that we realize he didn’t. (I had to learn that the hard way, but at least I finally learned it lol.) He occasionally schooled believers on the fallacy of some of their creeds, like he schooled the seven churches in Revelation, but he didn’t bash them. Each group has a perspective that suits certain believers, and God lets those perspectives exist. In the same way, God allows the four gospels to exist, some of which conflict with the others. God allows conflicting details because how many demoniacs kept breaking their chains (was it one or two?) ultimately isn’t important: what is important is the core belief of believers.
Which brings me back to when I was a newly born-again believer and saw all Christians as my brothers and sisters. In those days, I made no distinction between Roman Catholic or Orthodox Catholic or Russian Orthodox or Anglican or Baptist or any of the now hundreds of denominations that identify as Christian. All I saw was my family of believers.
I know that God sees us like that, too. He looks on our heart, not on our creeds. He looks to see if we truly believe or just say we believe. God will know we believe because we’ll keep his Commandments and do as Jesus taught us to do. That’s how you can tell believers from unbelievers, not by the denominational church they attend or the things they recite while they’re there. If they do what Jesus taught them to do (love your neighbours, love your enemies, treat others as you want to be treated), then God knows they’re genuinely his children and he accepts them as such.
I guess I wasn’t far off the mark when I was newly reborn, thinking that all Christians were the same. All genuine Christians, at their core, are the same, as they all strive to follow God’s Commandments and live as Jesus taught them. Their rituals may differ, their stated beliefs may differ, but their core is the same, and that’s all that matters to God.
I wish that we, as Christians, could look past our differences of rituals and stated beliefs and get back to seeing each other as brothers and sisters of Jesus and children of God. We sorely need to come together as a family, so that we can do what families do, which is to love and support each other. But most of all, we need to come together as a family for the sheer pleasure of just being with each other and enjoying each others’ company, which is what God wants us to do. Like a good and loving Father, God loves family get-togethers more than anything else, which is why he’s planning a big party for us for when we get Home.
Wouldn’t it be amazing if believers of every denomination would just get together and worship God as believers rather than as Roman Catholics, Baptists, Anglicans, etc.? In God’s Church, which exists in the spiritual realm, that’s how we appear – stripped of our denominations, clad uniformly in clean white linen, and united by our love for God and Jesus. There are no denominations in God’s Church. I wish there weren’t any here in the earthly realm, either, but since there are, I wish we could look past them.
So this is what I pray: that before everything goes to hell in a handbasket (which it will, according to scripture), we’ll all get together as one family of believers, leaving our denominational differences behind and embracing and loving each other as the brothers and sisters we are, as the family God made us.
How powerful our witness would then be!
A BORN-AGAIN BELIEVER 