Wordless, noiseless Questions. "Where is mommy? What are we about to do?"
Faithfully, they just wait for the answer. Every moment, written on their tiny mind as a shape or a color.
Love to them is abject devotion. They don't know the word "love", they just do it.
Who are we?
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This is what I am learning from God.
No religion of man will produce the key to the front door of God’s house. At best it can only bring us to within sight of His Holy Mountain (perhaps even a rise in the ground at the foothills). This is also true of altered Christianity.
We should not be deceived by our own mind; NOTHING inhabits the things of God’s land but the things of God. Utter truth and perfect sobriety are the consuming joy of Christ’s kingdom.
Anything other than Christ is nothing more than a passing dot of a shadow in a darkened place. Life is Life. Everything else is death.
Even those who make a religion out of telling others about these things will find their religion has an end. Evangelism and prophecy will not save us. It can only lead others to such as this post. For the day will come when no one will say to his neighbor “Know ye the Lord”. All things will be revealed to all God’s creatures.
Let’s stop drinking our own fermented opinions. May we sober up.
Learn with me. On what are you placing all your hope? Have you examined your religion; those things you are doing because you think they please God?
Appropriate social conditioning:
By order of he who rules the air:
“You will adore everything that belongs to the nature of destruction. You will sing songs about lewdness. You will wonder about God but never seek the answers. (if you happen to fall on a reasonable answer turn it in for examination and go your way) Let it be enough that you adore religion.
You will listen to the father of lies, never questioning why. For he is the only truth you will know. Death, oblivion, uselessness, jokes about what is Holy, and violence, these will be the trappings of your religion. Enjoy your life, until we are unified in the place that is marked out for us.
WATCH TELEVISION!”
Society, constructed by a simple instrument; preformed for a single purpose; wrapped around the souls of the masses. Debase humanity. Elevate depravity.
And how the world marvels at the work of its own hands. Oh, how they adore the classroom.
The world will love its own.
Amazingly, how many see such things and don’t even question why.
How are these things any different than the Roman Colosseum?
How are they different than the Assyrian parade of captives, led through the streets with rings in their noses attached to one another by a string? Lives, destroyed and sold for the price of a flea. The hope of family shattered with every painful step. How the people cheered and applauded the “victor”.
So: the slaves – paid well and even honored to be educated hypocrites.
What shall be said about the populace? The taste of blood on their lips, they teach their children the same. All the while they praise themselves for retaining innocence in the babes (retaining with a series of fables and lies). Waiting with bated breath for maturity, so that they can enjoy depravity together as a family.
Filthy, filthy, filthy souls!
What day is it, that we do not even need to be in attendance at the Colosseum to witness blood?
The public is despicably entertained by the suffering of others. 😢
But, “The People of The Christ”?
If the substance of God was only the opinions of man, perhaps even the sum of them,
. . . The world would be exactly as we find it.
Every man pursuing the best of his own mind;
Mindless of the minds around him.
Violence:
from murder to war
from jealousy to revenge
from specialized inclusion to utter distain
from dutiful servitude to despicable rebellion.
Yes.
If the substance of God was only the opinions of man, wouldn’t we see exactly what we do?
Scatter the people so that they cannot construct together. Destroy solidarity.
The nature of what we worship matters intensely.
Define Christianity.
Two women were complaining about all the Bible billboards down south. One said she was tired of being inundated about sin, Jesus, and condemnation. She made some remark to excuse herself for being callous to the words. Something like, “I know the gospel is important, I’m just tired of it being in my face all the time”. Surprisingly, her friend agreed.
Are you tired of hearing about God? You might want to get used to it. He owns eternity, you know. And the conversation about his glorious Son Jesus is never ending. Such people as those women are not likely to have a good time.
We: Live, Die, Face Judgment. Jesus or die twice.
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