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Friday, December 17, 2010
God is "The Truth"
An interesting thought.
We can only know truth relatively in this subjective realm by definition. Absolute truth would be eternal and unchanging, no? Yet, where we're at everything is temporal and changing.
Conscious being can be thought of as where we experience "meaning". After all, as decision-makers, we interpret the meaning of our perceived experiences to make choices.
The Creator made the universe so that we could experience His meaning which in noun form is "truth"; the key part of which is "ruth", i.e., compassionate love for others. Hence, the verb form of decisions we should make if we believe in "The Truth" of God, i.e., love thy neighbor as thyself. This is how we can experience and express the eternal meaning of our Creator.
From Wikipedia:
Now, with regard to compassion for others, how is modern America, and all of humanity for that matter, faring at the current juncture?
We can only know truth relatively in this subjective realm by definition. Absolute truth would be eternal and unchanging, no? Yet, where we're at everything is temporal and changing.
Conscious being can be thought of as where we experience "meaning". After all, as decision-makers, we interpret the meaning of our perceived experiences to make choices.
The Creator made the universe so that we could experience His meaning which in noun form is "truth"; the key part of which is "ruth", i.e., compassionate love for others. Hence, the verb form of decisions we should make if we believe in "The Truth" of God, i.e., love thy neighbor as thyself. This is how we can experience and express the eternal meaning of our Creator.
From Wikipedia:
Christianity
The Christian Bible's Second Epistle to the Corinthians is but one place where God is spoken of as the "Father of compassion" and the "God of all comfort". The life of Jesus embodies for Christians the very essence of compassion and relational care. Christ's example challenges Christians to forsake their own desires and to act compassionately towards others, particularly those in need or distress. Jesus assures his listeners in the Sermon on the Mount that, "Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy." In the Parable of the Good Samaritan he holds up to his followers the ideal of compassionate conduct.
Now, with regard to compassion for others, how is modern America, and all of humanity for that matter, faring at the current juncture?
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Sunday, December 12, 2010
HALLELUJAH!!!
And I heard as it were the voice of a great multitude, and as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of mighty thunderings, saying, "Alleluia: for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth."[Revelation 19:6]
Was repeated at a food court in Ontario, Canada in November:
And this weekend it started spreading!
Manchester, Connecticut:
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma:
Seattle, Washington:
Chattanooga, Tennessee:
Daphne, Alabama:
Toledo, Ohio:
Carlsbad, California:
Devonshire, Ontario:
The conclusion I've been drawing through my examination of HIStory is that, in fact, God is the ultimate AUTHORity in this universe. Understandably, this is a confusing notion for most (other than maybe Calvinists) in that clearly we author our own life stories from day to day the sum of which IS our history. The only way I can wrap my head around this is that we have to trust in God, i.e., have faith in our Creator, and live accordingly to express the true meaning of the story within which we dwell. If we trust man's authority, then ultimately we get the nightmare of depraved disharmony that is underway which is about to get much, much worse:
For Christ's sake, let God's will be done rather than man's will!
From Wikipedia:
The most famous movement (of Handel's Messiah) is the "Hallelujah" chorus, which concludes the second of the three parts. The text is drawn from three passages in the New Testament book of Revelation:
And I heard as it were the voice of a great multitude, and as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of mighty thunderings, saying, Alleluia: for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth. (Revelation 19:6)
And the seventh angel sounded; and there were great voices in heaven, saying, The kingdoms of this world are become the kingdoms of our Lord, and of his Christ; and he shall reign for ever and ever. (Revelation 11:15)
And he hath on his vesture and on his thigh a name written, KING OF KINGS, AND LORD OF LORDS. (Revelation 19:16)
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
For the Lord God omnipotent reigneth.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
For the Lord God omnipotent reigneth.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
The kingdom of this world
Is become the kingdom of our Lord,
And of His Christ, and of His Christ;
And He shall reign for ever and ever,
For ever and ever, forever and ever,
King of kings, and Lord of lords,
King of kings, and Lord of lords,
And Lord of lords,
And He shall reign,
And He shall reign forever and ever,
King of kings, forever and ever,
And Lord of lords,
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
And He shall reign forever and ever,
King of kings! and Lord of lords!
And He shall reign forever and ever,
King of kings! and Lord of lords!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
This chapter of extreme disharmony, iniquity, inequity and radical change (maximal DEVIation) in human history is nearly complete. The time is at hand to end the strife and share in enjoyment of God's new creation forged through us. First, however, the "Old Enemy" will need to be put in his place.
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Thursday, December 09, 2010
God's Love Story?
I, like anyone else, am a work in progress. The blogs posted here represent a wide array of my changing opinions and forecasts many of which are wrong. I apologize for where my ego has gotten in the way of a sober discernment of the truths I believe my Creator wants to convey. I often don't listen as attentively as I should. I, like everyone else, am gradually being revised by my Creator until I express the meaning that makes HIStory complete.
I noticed the two key forums where I've been expressing my views over the past few years are down tonight. My sense is that I'm near the limit of my freedom in this world to tell the truth before meeting forceful resistance and censorship. I would encourage folk who pass through this blog to download a backup at this time if you value the information herein since it will eventually be removed from public view as it becomes clear that the SPIRIT of what I've been arguing is TRUE and thus the world is currently about as deluded as can be with enormous repercussions for the fate of our civilization. My sense is that my "D-Day" is approaching as I'm effectively put at war with the forces of tyranny seeking to vanquish the "soul" of humankind.
Meanwhile, as I listen to the crying in the society around me over "what's mine", I hear endless childishness. Accordingly, here is a message I feel led to convey.
I believe it's telling that our nation's number one export to China is waste paper and scrap metal.
In a global context, Americans bellyaching over how their vast wealth is distributed amongst themselves is the height of arrogant folly, especially in light of the unchecked fraud that's been involved in our enrichment. Our nation has been blessed with the greatest freedom and prosperity in human history, yet "We The People" have completely lost sight of the One from Whom our blessings flow.
Do you really think the wealthy elite in this world work evenly for what they receive? Or does disproportionate income and "welfare" accrue to them by means of resources they control by virtue of birth....like being born American in the first place? And, if the latter, do the wealthy earn their keep or are they 'exploiting the system' for their own comfort and pleasure with irresponsible disregard to the lack of opportunity and needs of others?

Covenant World Relief from Covenant Communications on Vimeo.
How do you think this sits with God your Creator?
Our desire is not that others might be relieved while you are hard pressed, but that there might be equality. At the present time your plenty will supply what they need, so that in turn their plenty will supply what you need. The goal is equality, as it is written: “The one who gathered much did not have too much, and the one who gathered little did not have too little.” [2 Corinthian 8:13-15]
This thinking may be contrary to the EGOism that reigns in modern Western Civilization, but there's a reason God has empowered our enemies to destroy and defeat us under the battle cry of "submission to God's will" (Islam) to "share our wealth" (Communism) (although it's all a terrific lie).
Who is the ultimate AUTHORity in AUTHORing human HIStory? How much relative authority do you think YOU have over what's written?
Man has been blessed with freedom to discover the knowhow and mechanisms to build God's Kingdom, but those subjective realizations, and the profit thereof, do not exclusively belong to particular men who are characters in the storybook of life within which we dwell. I believe the intent of the TRUE CREATOR is for us to equitably share what's been devised through men for all humankind to enjoy the fruits thereof. Each of us can either cooperate in the story God is Authoring or we can be edited from HIStory like weeds gathered from the wheat at harvest then bundled and burned.
The Parable of the Weeds
Jesus told them another parable: “The kingdom of heaven is like a man who sowed good seed in his field. But while everyone was sleeping, his enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat, and went away. When the wheat sprouted and formed heads, then the weeds also appeared.
“The owner’s servants came to him and said, ‘Sir, didn’t you sow good seed in your field? Where then did the weeds come from?’
“‘An enemy did this,’ he replied.
“The servants asked him, ‘Do you want us to go and pull them up?’
“‘No,’ he answered, ‘because while you are pulling the weeds, you may uproot the wheat with them. Let both grow together until the harvest. At that time I will tell the harvesters: First collect the weeds and tie them in bundles to be burned; then gather the wheat and bring it into my barn.’” [Matthew 13:24-30]
In which story do you choose to have an eternal part: the Book of Life or the Book of Death?
I believe the childish disregard of the LOVE story God seeks to Author with us is near an END.

The Creator loves His creatures but hates their sinfulness, so how is HIStory edited accordingly?
An interesting question.
All I know is that it seems suicidally insane how everyone loves money and pleasure instead of God, but I personally still love this world and, if need be, will completely sacrifice myself to save it from self-destruction. Between the poles of hope and despair in human history, I'm on the hope side.
Who Authors HIStory?
In the Book of Life, individuals are words, families are sentences, communities are paragraphs and nations are chapters. Love is the meaning of the Book God is Authoring, the ideal relationship between the letters, and, if we don't "get it", then the story, human history, will come to a tragic, meaningless end.
If the moral of God's story is love for one another, who are you to go against the plot?
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Wednesday, August 04, 2010
Rest In Peace, Fadel
"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." - The U.S. Declaration of Independence
I just learned that my friend Fadel passed away. He suffered a stroke, likely brought on by his ongoing lack of proper medication and treatment.

I came to know Fadel as a graduate student of economics at the University of Connecticut where I recently received my Master's degree after a 15-year hiatus. Together there we struggled to learn what I now deem to be a false religion according to which servitude to Mammon and placing one's faith in an imaginal "invisible hand" is purported to bring about social harmony and maximum happiness for all. Fadel's life and death have been a testament to the folly of such a deluded, self-serving perspective.
Fadel was from Sierra Leone, a rather symbolic, small West African nation founded by freed slaves that has been made famous by films like Amistad and Blood Diamond (WATCH | Part 2), both movies I saw with him while he resided in America. (The province of Kenema in Sierra Leone, where Fadel was born and died, is the hub of diamond mining there. Think of how diamonds represent values and "love" in the West!)
Shortly after seeing Blood Diamond, Fadel returned to Sierra Leone in the hopes that he could use his training in developmental economics to help bring his nation back to life after the devastating civil war there. Alas, his vision was to no avail.
Quite frankly, I'm very upset and angered by Fadel's death. He was good soul caught in an all-too evil and unjust world IMHO.
His name literally means "faithful" and I tried my best to be a faithful friend and considered our relationship an ongoing personal trial for me to abide by the Golden Rule of loving and valuing others as myself. Whatever his needs were, I sought to place myself in his position and do for him as I would have wanted done for myself by a friend in my relatively advantaged position. Trying to care for him has been an incredible spiritual and financial challenge in my life and with his passing I'm sorry for failing him, but his seemingly insurmountable predicament and ongoing health problems finally caught up to him in his backward nation where quality medical care is virtually non-existent. He leaves behind his young son Adam, whom he loved dearly and is my namesake.
What I'm most sorry for, however, is the failings of everyone around me here in America where time and time again my efforts to help Fadel were met with cool indifference if not outright contempt by family, friends and fellow church members who couldn't see my reasoning in seeking to support this West African's needs. I was just being used by Fadel in their eyes, or so their self-justification has been for never helping me to help him. What a convenient mindset for those who live in the lap of luxury and material excess!
Apparently, the following passage from Matthew is not taken very seriously here in modern-day America:
"When the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, he will sit on his throne in heavenly glory. All the nations will be gathered before him, and he will separate the people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left.
"Then the King will say to those on his right, 'Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.'
"Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?'
"The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.'
"Then he will say to those on his left, 'Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels. For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink, I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.'
"They also will answer, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?'
"He will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.'
"Then they will go away to eternal punishment, but the righteous to eternal life." [Matthew 25:31-46]
As free creatures, you all have had the prerogative to ignore my and others' needs for a helping hand. However, if I am who I believe I am, then your failings are about to met by God's righteous judgment. There's nothing I can do about the consequences of your consistently unreasonable choice to deny God, and each other, love. The historical injustice of inequity and iniquity can not go forever unanswered "by the very nature of man". Is it really so impossible to care and share?

Rest in peace, Fadel, and rest assured the world left behind will not know true peace and freedom until people are led by God's love and truth rather than misled and enslaved by love for Mammon. Man's current faith is misplaced and soon to be tragically upset.
Thus, the truth shall become clear. From a Founding Father of America whose surname I'm proud to share:
"Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free."
[John 8:32]
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Monday, May 31, 2010
On This Memorial Day...
This Memorial Day weekend I spent with my grandfather, who I love dearly.
Gramp lives with my aunt in a camper. My aunt is an official member of the working poor, so he resides with her to provide supplemental income and general support. At 87 years of age, however, it is difficult. The heater is going and was touch and go all winter so the temperature was kept at 65 degrees to limit stress on the system. Also, because they just moved to a new campground, cable television has been unavailable. The toilet leaks and the bathroom is too small for my grandfather to get in and out of the tub. My aunt works 50+ hours a week as a manager for a beauty supply store and had an hour commute to deal with throughout the winter, so, given the sparse winter population at the campground, Gramp had to tough out long, cold days alone in a camper without even television to keep him company. Yet, with family get-togethers over the holidays, there would not be a word of protest or complaint....he's doing just fine.
Why does Gramp do this?
Because my grandfather's life is about self-sacrificial love. He's a bona fide member of the "Greatest Generation". Following his family's struggle to survive on a diet of dug-up clams and "crackers and milk" during the Great Depression, he enlisted in the army and was sent off to Europe where he fought from the D-Day invasion at Normandy all the way to Munich, Germany where he helped liberate the Dachau concentration camp. The average lifespan for a tank support infantryman in combat was around eight minutes, yet he managed to survive three campaigns across Europe. The day before VE Day he was driving a colonel in a truck across a newly cleared minefield when his vehicle struck an overlooked mine killing the colonel and leaving him partially deaf and with a permanent piece of metal in his skull. After recovering in Paris, he was around town to celebrate the victory over Japan and end of the war and was caught in the following classic Time-Life photo:

After returning from the war, my grandfather married my grandmother who already had two daughters from an earlier failed marriage. But no social or economic constraints could get in the way of the unconditional, overwhelming love he had for Gram (who had inspired him with the words, "you come back to me", before he left for the war) and they married on New Year's Day in 1947 and began a life of simple but happy struggle to build the next generation of Americans who would come to know unprecedented plenty and well-being. He adopted my mother and her sister and raised them as his own, and then Gram and Gramp had a third daughter with whom he now lives.
On July 4th, 2004, my grandmother passed away, leaving my grandfather behind for a final campaign he fights to this day for love of his only begotten daughter. Upon Gram's passing, my brother and I put together the following tribute we shared at her funeral:
So on this Memorial Day I'd like to raise up my grandfather as a true American hero who even now in his waning years still humbly fights the good fight and sacrifices himself out of love without protest or despair. This, I believe, is godliness in true form which is tragically rare in modern society. Indeed, when the world comes crashing down around us in the trying times ahead, let it be clear that where we failed was in forgetting the pure genius of my grandfather and others like him from the Greatest Generation who have comprehended that life is not all about them. That's simply not the point.
A new commandment I give unto you,
That ye love one another;
as I have loved you,
that ye also love one another.
[John 13:34]
Greater love hath no man than this,
that a man lay down his life for his friends.
[John 15:13]
The Final Battle
between Good and Evil,
humanity and inhumanity,
right and wrong,
truth and lies,
is set to begin.
Are you willing to 'fight'?
Gramp lives with my aunt in a camper. My aunt is an official member of the working poor, so he resides with her to provide supplemental income and general support. At 87 years of age, however, it is difficult. The heater is going and was touch and go all winter so the temperature was kept at 65 degrees to limit stress on the system. Also, because they just moved to a new campground, cable television has been unavailable. The toilet leaks and the bathroom is too small for my grandfather to get in and out of the tub. My aunt works 50+ hours a week as a manager for a beauty supply store and had an hour commute to deal with throughout the winter, so, given the sparse winter population at the campground, Gramp had to tough out long, cold days alone in a camper without even television to keep him company. Yet, with family get-togethers over the holidays, there would not be a word of protest or complaint....he's doing just fine.
Why does Gramp do this?
Because my grandfather's life is about self-sacrificial love. He's a bona fide member of the "Greatest Generation". Following his family's struggle to survive on a diet of dug-up clams and "crackers and milk" during the Great Depression, he enlisted in the army and was sent off to Europe where he fought from the D-Day invasion at Normandy all the way to Munich, Germany where he helped liberate the Dachau concentration camp. The average lifespan for a tank support infantryman in combat was around eight minutes, yet he managed to survive three campaigns across Europe. The day before VE Day he was driving a colonel in a truck across a newly cleared minefield when his vehicle struck an overlooked mine killing the colonel and leaving him partially deaf and with a permanent piece of metal in his skull. After recovering in Paris, he was around town to celebrate the victory over Japan and end of the war and was caught in the following classic Time-Life photo:

After returning from the war, my grandfather married my grandmother who already had two daughters from an earlier failed marriage. But no social or economic constraints could get in the way of the unconditional, overwhelming love he had for Gram (who had inspired him with the words, "you come back to me", before he left for the war) and they married on New Year's Day in 1947 and began a life of simple but happy struggle to build the next generation of Americans who would come to know unprecedented plenty and well-being. He adopted my mother and her sister and raised them as his own, and then Gram and Gramp had a third daughter with whom he now lives.
On July 4th, 2004, my grandmother passed away, leaving my grandfather behind for a final campaign he fights to this day for love of his only begotten daughter. Upon Gram's passing, my brother and I put together the following tribute we shared at her funeral:
So on this Memorial Day I'd like to raise up my grandfather as a true American hero who even now in his waning years still humbly fights the good fight and sacrifices himself out of love without protest or despair. This, I believe, is godliness in true form which is tragically rare in modern society. Indeed, when the world comes crashing down around us in the trying times ahead, let it be clear that where we failed was in forgetting the pure genius of my grandfather and others like him from the Greatest Generation who have comprehended that life is not all about them. That's simply not the point.
A new commandment I give unto you,
That ye love one another;
as I have loved you,
that ye also love one another.
[John 13:34]
Greater love hath no man than this,
that a man lay down his life for his friends.
[John 15:13]
TURNING and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
- William Butler Yeats
The Final Battle
between Good and Evil,
humanity and inhumanity,
right and wrong,
truth and lies,
is set to begin.
Are you willing to 'fight'?
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Saturday, May 08, 2010
The Meaning of Christ
Word of the day: "INEFFABLE"
God = יהוה = True Love = Ineffable
What is the meaning of Christ, i.e., "The Word" of God in human form?
IMHO, what's relevant is God's expression of true love for man. What human form does this take?
Be thankful I'm simply a humble being seeking to persuade others of my opinions who is disinterested in thinking for others but rather wants others to think for themselves and thereby overcome the mass delusions misleading this world into Evil.
My opponent is literally a haughty dictator who is planning to brutally force his opinion of "Christianity" on the world.
I lovingly and reasonably seek to persuade the world into believing the truth. The "Old Enemy" hatefully and unreasonably seeks to force the world believe lies.
So who is the true author of history and who is engaging in fictitious "make believe"?
Maybe that is up to each individual to determine in this subjective realm.
I'm humbly offering my point-of-view, but no one believes me.
Thus, the fate that man makes is what I've foreseen.
Obviously, if I'm right, then the Evil One is now utterly prevailing in the struggle for the hearts and minds of man.
I believe my role is to overcome this evil through good; to overcome lies with truth; to overcome hate by love.
What does this mean for me?
Quite frankly, I was born into this and I don't personally want this role, but first and foremost I love God and want to please Him, so I must do what I must do no matter how humiliating this may be for me. What's more, since I understand God's revelation to me, I realize that if I don't tell the truth, then this world will not be saved from Evil. Thus, out of love for others, again, I must do what I must do regardless of the personal consequences. In this context, I am seeking to abide by my responsibilities according to the Greatest Commandment. Love, after all, is not self-important, thus I must sacrifice myself accordingly.
As I see it, I was despised, reviled, persecuted and crucified by self-important authorities misguided by worldliness for telling the blasphemous truth 2000 years ago.
I'm suffering like "treatment" this time around, but in a modern context, by being dismissed as "insane".
Thus, the unforgivable sin in this age is dismissing Christ as insane as I had warned the world about in my previous age.
Why? Because if this lie prevails, the world can not be saved since I am who I am.
Does this make sense to you?
As a mortal, sentient creature, I can't say I "like this" any more than you do. In fact, for me in particularly, I mainly see absurd suffering and struggle ahead either which way, but that does not absolve me of my responsibilities to communicate this message to you as need be for HIStory's sake.
As free creatures, you may believe what you want to believe regardless of the truth.
Figure it out...
What Love IS...
For many, love is just a word
that's often spoken, seldom heard.
For many, love is just a sound
that often on their lips is found.
For many, love doesn't mean a thing
though often it feels the songs they sing.
For some, love is what they show.
It's the only way of life they know.
For some, love is what they do
to help the hurting see life through.
For some, love means everything
and gives them every reason to sing.
©2010 Rod Allen
God = יהוה = True Love = Ineffable
What is the meaning of Christ, i.e., "The Word" of God in human form?
IMHO, what's relevant is God's expression of true love for man. What human form does this take?
Be thankful I'm simply a humble being seeking to persuade others of my opinions who is disinterested in thinking for others but rather wants others to think for themselves and thereby overcome the mass delusions misleading this world into Evil.
My opponent is literally a haughty dictator who is planning to brutally force his opinion of "Christianity" on the world.
I lovingly and reasonably seek to persuade the world into believing the truth. The "Old Enemy" hatefully and unreasonably seeks to force the world believe lies.
So who is the true author of history and who is engaging in fictitious "make believe"?
Maybe that is up to each individual to determine in this subjective realm.
I'm humbly offering my point-of-view, but no one believes me.
Thus, the fate that man makes is what I've foreseen.
Obviously, if I'm right, then the Evil One is now utterly prevailing in the struggle for the hearts and minds of man.
I believe my role is to overcome this evil through good; to overcome lies with truth; to overcome hate by love.
What does this mean for me?
Quite frankly, I was born into this and I don't personally want this role, but first and foremost I love God and want to please Him, so I must do what I must do no matter how humiliating this may be for me. What's more, since I understand God's revelation to me, I realize that if I don't tell the truth, then this world will not be saved from Evil. Thus, out of love for others, again, I must do what I must do regardless of the personal consequences. In this context, I am seeking to abide by my responsibilities according to the Greatest Commandment. Love, after all, is not self-important, thus I must sacrifice myself accordingly.
As I see it, I was despised, reviled, persecuted and crucified by self-important authorities misguided by worldliness for telling the blasphemous truth 2000 years ago.
I'm suffering like "treatment" this time around, but in a modern context, by being dismissed as "insane".
Thus, the unforgivable sin in this age is dismissing Christ as insane as I had warned the world about in my previous age.
Why? Because if this lie prevails, the world can not be saved since I am who I am.
Does this make sense to you?
As a mortal, sentient creature, I can't say I "like this" any more than you do. In fact, for me in particularly, I mainly see absurd suffering and struggle ahead either which way, but that does not absolve me of my responsibilities to communicate this message to you as need be for HIStory's sake.
As free creatures, you may believe what you want to believe regardless of the truth.
Figure it out...
For many, love is just a word
that's often spoken, seldom heard.
For many, love is just a sound
that often on their lips is found.
For many, love doesn't mean a thing
though often it feels the songs they sing.
For some, love is what they show.
It's the only way of life they know.
For some, love is what they do
to help the hurting see life through.
For some, love means everything
and gives them every reason to sing.
©2010 Rod Allen
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