The War Against “Bloody” Rebellion


God raises up whom He chooses.  Such a man will not be of those that Man might perceive as worthy.  Such a man will be a horrifying, misshapen, miscreant of humanity.  How should this be a surprise?  Is God like man in any fashion?  (The answer, my friend, is “no”.)

Shall the war between what is Holy and what is unholy be a soft fluffy battle field?  Show me a war between men that is like this:  The warrior sharpens his sword.  He gathers with his comrades to speak of victory through blood.  Together they embolden one another.  Around the camp fire, in the night before the battle, they eat and drink together to prepare for the most excellent strength.  They conspire regarding logistics of battle.  And the stage is set within their hearts to accomplish VICTORY in the coming morning.

Now should a warrior enter the bloody violence with compassion?  Shall he apologize to his foe before he swings that sharpened sword?  Shall he ask permission to dismember that body?  Does he not swing without mercy?

Yet, consider this.  There is mercy in the forward violence.  If the warrior swings with any compassion, there will be double the suffering when his steel finds flesh.  The strike will induce suffering, not death.  In his desire for compassion, the warrior has done harm to those who have come to do battle.  And in the delivery of violence with compassion, the warrior betrays his fellow warriors in their dedication to victory.

What am I trying to say here?  I am saying that there is a vast difference between the things of heaven and the things of this world.  Those who go out among men to bring heaven to the rebellious must retain a certain mercy.  But they cannot allow themselves to be “powder puff” Christians.  We must be bold!  We must be sure of the message we bring.  We are not bring peace.  We are bringing war.

The peace we offer is like a small flame.  And we do not intend to warm the rebellious as they remain in their unholy way.  We come to burn their ways to the ground.

The woodsman goes out to cut down a tree.  He does not wield the ax with mercy.  Though the tree has only ever desired to grow and be strong, it will yield to the ax!  The man will keep his family warm.

After he has gathered the wood into his house, shall he make apology to the wood, as he sets it ablaze?  Shall he mount the wood on display only?  Shall he not set it on fire without the slightest mercy?

You who say you are Christians, yet offer the Gospel with apology.  Why do you apologize to man for the Holy Things of The Living God?  You are like the warriors who fail.  You are likened to the one who yields his sword with mercy.  You do more damage than good.

Strike!  Speak what is true without relenting or apology.  Bring the Truth to man as it was presented to your soul.  Remember the war that rages within you, as you yourself read the Holy Scripture.  Perceive the outcome of man’s unholy way.  And remember the price that was paid by the Holy Son of the Living God; that He should deliver the fire of Truth to your ragged soul!

If you are not bold, you will certainly lose the battle.  If you have mercy on sin, you will certainly injure those you speak to.  You will be an unworthy warrior in the battle for souls.  And those converts to your brand of Christianity, will further your delinquent way among men.  They too will fail to deliver the essential blows against what is unholy.

Did you know that Winston Churchill was a ruthless man?  He is held in high esteem, because of the outcome of his service.  But he was no beautiful, soft, compassionate man.  Yet look who he was raised up to fight against, Hitler.  Shouldn’t this be an example of what I’m saying here?

Hasn’t God raised up the “least” among man to fight and war against the rebellion of  man?  Hasn’t he raised up the wicked to fight against the wicked?

But I will speak, for a moment, of what the Church has done.  They have taken in the wicked, that they might be part of the “family of God”.  They have told them that they are not allowed to speak against the wicked ways of man.  They are to separate themselves and become a most compassionate and lovingly soft being.  They are to deliver a tender blow to the sins of man.  How does this compare with what I have written above?  Let the reader decide.

Point the Tip Down!


Inspect me in your presence.  Grill me with questions designed to test.  Make me speak of The Faith, and surely, in all my words, I will stumble.

I may not say anything false.  But one or two words are sure to come unexpectedly.  They will not be aligned as you have been told they should.  And you will surely label me a heretic.

Or love me as a brother in Christ.  Love me as God has commanded us both to love one another.  Show me the mercy that God has shown you. 

Let me speak of Our mutual Lord.  Let me confess that he is risen from the dead.  Let me confess that he is seated at the right hand of his Heavenly Father.  Accept my confession that my sins are forgiven.  Inspect my actions as well as my words.  And let that be enough between us.  Then we will be brothers in Christ.

Perhaps the Lord has revealed to you something “different”.  Perhaps you have revealed to your self.  Perhaps the only revelation you have is what you have been taught, or what you have read.  What is that to me?  And what does my understanding have to do with you?  Only let us display our faith in that we love one another in Christ.

There are differences that cannot be accepted.  But let those who know better, speak correction in love.   Call them in that they may divide between us.

There are wolves in sheep’s clothing.  But let them speak of the Holy Lord we serve.  In a very short time their error will be seen.  But a wolf will not receive correction.  And he will not strive to listen.  His words are bent toward devouring.  When you are sure of his pedigree, be diligent to see him go.  But by all means be sure.

Valiant warriors on a field of blood point down their swords for a moment.  “Let us not be so quick to shed blood, simply because a man has a foreign tongue.  But let wisdom and holy custom dictate our response.

Then we can be brothers in Christ.  Then we can stand with confidence.  Then we can praise our God together, while the smell of victory floats across the field.”

A warrior is not easily be perceived as a docile farmer.  A liar cannot tell the truth.  And it should be established that a Christian can not hate.

Tired arms raised by souls of steel. 

Hearts aflame with love. 

Praise to our God who set us free. 

Praise to our Lord above!

By His Grace

The Parting Warriors.


I was with them as they worshiped the One who is life itself.  And the power of His presence caused us all to reflect on eternity and true power.  The gathering was sweet and we shared our stories of His love.  And when we parted there was a feeling of joy mixed with a tiny loss of fellowship.  We all went out to live this faith He provokes.

A bit later, as I sat to order my meal, I saw others who had shared in His presence.  I didn’t know any of them.  But as I watched how they interacted with each other and those around them, I knew they were my brothers and sisters in Christ.  They are warriors of truth as all who profess His Holy name are.  And we see each other in passing as the warmth of fellowship fades away.

Then, as I watched a few finish their meal and leave, it occurred to me that they did a marvelous thing.  One by one they leave and go where I don’t know.  But as they leave they recede into darkness from my perspective.  They all go out into the dark world around us to do the will of He who is Light.  Though I don’t see them His work is accomplished every day.  He places His mighty hand before them as they walk away.  Directing their minds and hearts, even as I watch their backs leave my sight.

We may not see each other again in this place of testing.  But I know they serve the same Lord as I.  They are His and they do His will.  Yet there is another, more marvelous, thought.  Someone watched me go from there.  As I went out to serve Him, did anyone else notice how I faded into the dark world?  And does it matter that I might not have been noticed for the Glorious One’s Name?

It was just a moment of revelation.  Yet it builds the warrior up to do what is right without acclaim.  It is He who will be glorified by those who He teaches to love Him.  All Glory to the One who gives new life!

By His Grace.