choose this day

the past two years have been needlessly negative. if you choose to write, read, or listen to material that leads you to a state of obsessive reclusiveness, as a covidian, you should probably read someone else’s blog, because i will not share in your desire to spread fear.

The One I follow spread unselfish love, not fear. He dealt in reality, not in a fantasy world where facts are meaningless and feelings are equal with “your own little reality world.” Life is so much more tiring having to listen to windbags whine about Doomsday over a plague with a 99% survival rate….you’d think we were living in the 13th century dealing with the Bubonic Plague.

i am done with the control freaks who cover their faces like repressed slaves

i am done with the losers who bow down to the godless medi-elite and hang on every word they say as they constantly change their minds every week

i am done with the soviet-era propaganda visible everywhere

no more negative. no more fear. no more lies.

i choose love, which has no room for fear. i choose life, which has no room for destruction. i choose freedom, which has no room for slavery.

Pilgrims Not-So-Progress

so….you sell everything and start a trip to go move half way across the world, punctuated by failure and deceit that would throw most groups into certain turmoil…with certifiable idiots who sabotage their own boat so they can “just go home and forget about the whole thing,” and a badly timed trip that takes you twice as long as it should (Are we there yet?)….only to arrive at your new place to find no bed, no walls, and a frozen snowy ground. what do you do?

not what the textbooks told you they did.

not what you have been lead to believe.

the 100 or so who arrived had agreed to form a rigid, socialist commune, based on some ideas from a Greek philosopher who spent all day in the liberal bastions of “education,” supported by the wealthy. this form of government was instituted in a place where survival was the true law of life. after two years of failure, and more than half of the group dying, the governor took some advice from a Spaniard who had written what becomes of such a wilderness governed by anything less than freedom. Slowly, those who were governing, loosened the chains of control, until the community began to take ownership in the general betterment of themselves and the community.

each time another group of people joined their ranks, the community struggled through another winter. they relied heavily on someone else- the ships that came- for provisions, when the country they resided in had all they really needed. If it was not for the sobering of the governor and his leaders, turning to God in prayer, the Plymouth colony would have perished within the first four years.

Many of the stories that are told in American classrooms are simply not true, or are skewed so much that they have no depth nor truth to them. as with any other history, it is best to read the actual words of those who went through it, rather than to believe an account that is made to shorten the story, or make a particular group of people appear to be “honorable.”

as America celebrates “Thanksgiving Day” today, it should be noted that it was God’s grace that prevented those naïve settlers from dying altogether. and it was God who the settlers thanked when they came ashore on the coast of the New Land…not the “Indians.”

 

(see the text of the original history at Project Gutenberg, The History of The Plimouth Plantation, by William Bradford. http://www.gutenberg.org)

Free Range: No More Poop in the Coop

chickens running free through sweet meadows and forests, clucking their way into the sunset, free to run across the range…smiling, happy chickens…spreading their wings under the vast blue skies, with no….

caca grande en la casa

this bucolic vision of bird heaven reminds us all that it is a much better world we live in when we too are freed from the coop full of poop- in the Big Coop with the Big Rooster.

The Big Rooster rules the roost in the Big Coop because that is the way things go. The way things have always gone. That is what they say. That ubiquitous they. And they are always right, even when they are wrong.

The Big Coop is a clucking palace, where the chickens cluck away, strutting about as if taking selfies, running into their neighbors, eating everything in sight, and decorating the floor with verbal and visible manure. They may be clucking about The Big Rooster,  but their clucking is so loud that even the Big rooster rarely hears them. This keeper of the coop ensures that weak ones die, that clucking continues, and that the order of all things remains in his power. The growing mounds of shite collect, members oblivious to their smell, and sometimes oblivious to their presence,  with no…

prospect of freedom from the decay surrounding them.

But I am not speaking of chickens, I am speaking of weak souls…weak, pellet-fed souls repressed by a religious regime where an autocrat rules inside a boxed-in world…

that Jesus never came to proclaim…instead, He proclaimed…

 “A time is coming, and is come, when the true worshippers will  worship the Father in spirit and truth; for indeed the Father seeks such worshippers. God is spirit, and His worshippers must worship in spirit and truth.”

“Do you not know that you are a temple of the Holy Spirit?”

Jesus did not come to establish the coop mentality. He came to destroy the man-made temple. The age Jesus came in was filled with temples worshipping gods. He came to see that all would be filled with the Holy Spirit, becoming temples of the living God.

If you are a temple, you have no need to be confined inside someone else’s temple culture, with its pagan rituals that stink to high heaven. Jesus came to give you freedom to live outside the religious building structure and its self-made gods of Big Egos. He came to create an environment where you, like free range chickens, can network and live free and healthy community, with…

no more poop in the coop.

 

 

 

 

 

 

On the need for an internet tax

                                                             

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Thank God for wordpress

If you live in America, you know that the basic freedoms we had thirty years ago have so eroded that we now live in a land where…many street corners have surveillance cameras, people are paid to spy on you, your communications- even this post- may be monitored or recorded, saying anything about the president- even facetiously- may cost you your job, what you say in private may be used against you, ethnic and religious persecution is alive and well in various subtle and not-so-subtle forms, and your rights may be upheld within the law but the law has been so corrupted that it is not reliable.

welcome to america, 2014.

i am not a proponent of Alex Jones, conspiracy theories, tea party politics, or any of the sort. i am a man who desires to write from the heart. and there is one place i know- or believe- i can still do that…wordpress.

Thank God for wordpress.

I want to take this time to thank the people who have enabled us to freely express what we have on our hearts, without reprisals. While there are many blogs on here that i do not care for, there are many more worth reading.

Slan go foill….so long for now.  

 

at home behind the fence

more often than not, i find myself disturbed by what i see- and read- from most congregations. in these “churches,” big-headed leaders, ordained by a man-centered system, parade around on stage, proclaiming prophetic nonsense and working the crowd like the manager of an automated milking machine. In the audience, the bovine eat what is offered, occasionally stepping in the dung, and moo loudly when the sound around them gets louder and louder. it is in that moment that the poor animal is mesmerized by manipulation beyond his or her spiritual capacity.

In that moment of such ecstasy, heresy is born. And heresy is alive and well in the Western church. 

one of those heresies has long been with many in the Western church- the fence mentality. this heretical church is an organization meant to herd in as many as possible, not gather in the believers. when you look at  the church in the New Testament, the church gathering- the love feast- was not for “seekers,” only disciples. The disciples operated outside the love feasts in spreading the gospel through healing the sick, casting out demons, making disciples, equipping disciples, baptizing the new disciples, and more.

It was in some corner of institutionalism in more recent times that the fence mentality was born. It joined the business model and social marketing as background structures for reigning in the herd and bringing in stragglers. but it also opened the gates to tempt the wild animals to come into the cage…with enticing bait like the prosperity doctrine, machine-gun style prophecy, dramatic scenes akin to a Hindu service (see “kundalini” for just one example of the  practice of failing backward to the carpet, writhing and twitching…and other such nonsense), popcorn and movies, cute coffee and goody bars, welcome packages complete with candy and tissues, committees to make you feel special, and countless endless seminars and retreats…not to mention softball teams, church t-shirts, and the like. Yes, the bait is there for the non-believer standing outside the fence looking in, but also for the captured chosen.

Now you may think I am harsh, but consider what other organization tells you to give at least 10% of your income (and more) to a professional marketer (often also a psychologist/actor) so he or she can build up an income base that he and his or she and her associates can use for “living  expenses;” and build more buildings and sound systems and light shows (instead of following scripture and supporting the widow, orphan, and the poor), put on “evangelistic programs” that cost the faithful a ticket fee…all inside that fence (instead of being real and going out into the world as disciples as it states in Matthew 28).  They will spend your money without giving you a receipt or account of where it goes….and, do it all in the name of “it’s in the Bible.” You certainly would not give to any other charitable organization without them showing you where the money went- but not the churches of Churchianity.

Consider also how these same marketers encourage the herd to keep their bibles closed and read from a screen while the Word of God is twisted to meet the fence mentality heresy. Considering that none of this is in the New Covenant brought by Jesus Christ, it makes you wonder who these big-headed bovine mooers are. Are they Wanna Be Jews? Or, are they part of a heresy that has been established in the West as “church” when in reality being a new religion based primarily on the doctrine of a spiritual aristocracy…Churchianity?

But for you, my dear reader, the question is: do you want to remain behind the fence in this new bondage, or do you want to come out from it, embrace Christ and become a daily-living disciple of Jesus Christ? The world free from the fence, is where the real church operates, the church that will reform the apostacy, and call the heretical to repentance…the church that will be worthy enough to be the bride of Christ because the disciples follow the Master not the manipulator.

 

Ten Things To Pray For In The Year 2014: #7 Freedom From Bondage (Part 2)

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he (or she) is a new creation…old things are passed away, behold, all things are become new.”

God’s agenda for you is that you live an abundant life, free from worry, being the person God created you to be.

God wants to free you from anything that has captured you, enslaved you, or is repressing or oppressing you. His answer to this problem is deliverance.

In the Old Testament, the children of Israel were delivered from slavery in Egypt.

In the New Testament, Paul and Silas were delivered from prison when God caused an earthquake to break open their prison doors.

God has delivered and set free so many people, there are a great a cloud of witnesses…

Below, I have included testimonies of six people I know who have been delivered by God:

1. He was so addicted to hard drugs that the authorities placed him in a mental ward, diagnosing him as “mentally insane.” But in his “cell,” he called out to Jesus Christ, and his mind became clear, totally restored, and clearer than ever before. Now he pastors a large church in Ohio.

2. He was born on the wrong side of the tracks, in the wrong city, and got caught up into a whole mess of trouble with the wrong company. As his life spiraled out of control, this young man ended up killing a man in a botched robbery attempt. But then one day, he reached out to find God, and God was there. God delivered him, freeing him from the life he had been living. He lives today as a testimony to what God can do. This man who once killed another is a joy-filled gentleman who shares the truth with others. If you met this man today, you would be amazed how different he is from before God freed him from sin.

3. She was an abused wife…not once, but several times. Men treated her like dirt, but she tried to love. In this horrible situation, she called on God, who delivered her. She went from an abused, beaten woman to a mighty  woman of God, teaching the truth from the pulpit.

4. She was a Christian trapped in a marriage going downhill fast. Her husband turned into a controlling psychopath. At one point he tried to put her in a mental institution. She cried out to God and God heard her cry, delivering her from that crazy man. He left her. In time, God blessed her with restoration- two more children, a loving husband, and honors way beyond her wildest dreams.

5. He came to us late Friday night. He was an unexpected guest…but it was a divine appointment.

I met a Christian brother at his dorm room and the two of us were talking about campus ministry…when in walked some guy in a T-shirt. he started telling us about white magic and some pseudo-religious satanic stuff. My brother in Christ, Peter Jay, carried his Bible everywhere and he had it cracked open. The guy asked us if there was a “way out of this white magic stuff.” He was scared. We talked a long time. We prayed with him. He repented and called out to God, asking God to forgive his sins, and make him a new creation in Christ, living in a right relationship with God daily. Later that night, an emboldened young man joined us as we confronted what he had been up against. God set him free to live life abundantly!

6. She had issues, I could tell. She gravitated toward me. I prayed with her. She confessed that she had had an abortion and could not forgive herself. She believed that God would not forgive her, so she went and did some stupid stuff. She was so oppressed by evil spirits that she had trouble seeing, had a massive headache, and thought evil thoughts. I called the elders together and we prayed. Late in the night, she came to her right mind. As she woke, she said she saw a huge angel in the living room. Her other thoughts were very clear, her reasoning level actually much sharper than before, and she was totally at peace. God had delivered her from bondage!

These are just six examples of people I know and have known in my life, and events and situations as they actually happened. God will free you from any evil, anything that has you bound- like a chained jail inmate. Just call out to God and ask in Jesus’ name in faith. You too can have a witness like these six…and be free.

“They overcame by the Blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony.”

The Prez is my shepherd

When leaders abandon righteousness, exchanging it for the law of sin- that nation, hypocritically appealing to God, will neither stand in the place of blessing, nor be spared from the judgment of God. But those who trust in the Lord, who surrender their hearts at His throne, will step through the fire, refined, and walk where no man nor woman can stop them, for the Lord is the One who gives the blessing, not some man or woman.

Those who do not seek God, who cling to The Hope, who worship at the Idol of a man or image built on lies and deception, who relish in his skin color-will sing a song of want, of lack, and of defeat- in the end.

I can hear that “o’ gospel song,” singin’ loud and clear across the land…from the sofas of people collectin’ big checks from the government while those caught on welfare try to escape the trap…while the greedy get richer and the average citizen struggles to keep from falling through the cracks…while the chorus of deceitfulness slams smut across the front of our monitors…small devices…and even the very institutions claiming to promote peace and goodwill toward men and women…

…and still, the simpleheaded sing…

The Prez is my shepherd,

I shall always be in want.

He maketh me to lie down on filthy sheets

He leadeth me beside crumbling streets

He restoreth my soup kitchen bowl.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of fear

Thou art with me.

Thy spies and thy staff they stalk me.

Surely wickedness and depression shall follow me

all the days of thy reign…

and I shall live forever

in the house on the hill…

with no care,

no thought,

and no future.

The time to wake up is now…you’ve been conned.

Mister Paul goes to Washington

A senator from Kentucky is speaking on the floor of the US senate, trying to bring attention and shame to a reality most Americans don’t want to believe- that the government believes and is actually engaged in- using unmanned drones against its own citizens. And as this, and other “horrifying” realizations, sink into the American mind, one wonders how far down this once great Romanesque empire might fall.

No one seems to like my stern, revealing posts, and while I don’t like writing them, there is a time and a place for everything. People tend to like good words, not harsh ones, as is evident even in some religious circles where “prophets” cry that “great blessings will fall on America.” Such nonsense is, of course, ludicrous, whether you believe in prophecy or not, since the nation has a long history of grevious sins as pathetic as any people- from sanctioned mass murders to wickedness reflective of Sodom and Gommorah.

But it is one man against the wheels of change in Washington, like the fictional Mister Smith who went to Washington (or was it Mister Deeds?). And, whether you like Mister Paul or not, surely you would admit that he is indeed standing up to perceived tyranny, and therefore, an example to us all. For without a stand, the wheels of destruction run over the citizen and as history has shown, the common man and woman suffer the most.

It is with a tinge of sadness that I observe Mister Paul, because I know that the road America has taken- unless diverted- leads nowhere but to the same road the Roman Empire took…