Desperate And Meaningful
Writing to God and for me -- and in this, the mission. Still, hold back in case a reader might think this or that? How mad is...
As though must encourage. And not be a naggy and neggy one. Bemoan and slag everything off. But God.
The wisest and brightest out there think theology will 'save us'. Move down the sense ladder and next comes 'research and internet-based exposure'. Getting the word out. Out where? To whom and for what? -- wanna cry back.
And let's holla into the digital void: Theology or following traditions will get us zilch-far. While; In my calling... might and should.
The self-disclosure of the global prison is their ritual and perceived security. Them who are bringing, on earth, as it is in hell.
Me and where might be 'us' (?), have discernment to see and faith to resist.
"Ohhh it doesn't matter" is the blindness among all but no-one and exceptions, here and there voices, among alt. media.
Or let's think about all our tomorrows?
Not a universalist, hopeful, and yet expect there are second deaths. Ought to re-state/explain... but for now, early morn, am desperate and meaningful. The only place to be...
Desperate for thee.
Talking... or writing that is, like this, is about waking. To God. He who...
...will rest in.
The earlier hours, 4, 5 etc. are most close sensing. The quiet vibrancy of presence beginning to emerge in/on.
We have this going for us. In the most dramatic and disturbing of the social downturn -- Hope. The shaking that's critical to bring about an arise from deadness.
The one... the ONE thing, the enemies of all our lives for good, fear? -- is faith.
The one thing the church has that counts. Faith expressing itself in love.
This last year could see the rise in esoteric thinking. It will continue. The destruction of time and face-value instinctive notions of reality.
The Church in the mass and main, trapped in debilitating unbiblical distractions. Almost enough while keeping any declaring faith-merchants setting themselves up to fail.
And yet, if only we could see the Beasts and Babylon. The Book of Rev. is about waking up. Not a futurist blueprint for predictions and all that useless, timeless, deception.
We are facing the end of the end-times because of technology and science. If John's rev. never existed we'd still be here but it's written to for power-sake. Read out loud and prayed through to be an overcomer. Here/now for the sake of God and the peoples he loves.
Back to 'desperate'. At a loss to find meaning or desire any 'where' else. Boring and banal, thank God. For blessed are the poor.
Not keen on m'banter. Not re-read past immediate post-publishing but speaks back confessions of failure. MUST not met. Am convinced the internet is an enemy, over an ally. Need to break the power-over. What these posts show is the manifestations of what's going on.
Ans: Notalot.
Running out of escape mechanisms. Anyway, HATE talking 'me'. Prefer proclaim, declare and revelations.
Into stay-in-the-day thinking. New waves of attacks against time are well underway. Media talk of time past or beyond, existing and present.
When Bible-truth be-told: Knowing we live in/with God now. For real now. This should result in strict on, a 'day at a time'. Limited consideration. Except in faith and prayer, prophecy and disciplines.
Requires perpetual -- best-can -- sung worship. Readings and seeking to appreciate this present reality and the One, who is, here.
The lack of effectual action for tomorrow is because we live outside this perception. And don't get to know God. Unless a promise or leading from God, tomorrow this or that, is junk and waste. What purpose is there in the future and believing about? It's what little God may have revealed an intention. All the rest is bullshit.
Will God find faith? Less so, if the immediate need for and trust-in, diminished by material and/or social stability. Negates need.
Walk in and with Christ. Not with a mind over somewhere else. Like tomorrow.
As for the past? About as illusionary and useless. Except in and for, thanks and praise.