Boiling Point

The church hears people screaming in the distance, “I have rights! I have rights!”

What they are hiding their eyes from are the screams of the demons that are screaming, “I have the right to occupy this vessel! It’s mine!”

Nope.

Never.

Jesus is King of Kings and Lord of Hosts: that means grace is at the top of all things. So, the argument from any demon that it has trapped or deceived it’s way into a earned authority in a human vessel, is zilch in the courts of heaven. The blood of Jesus of Nazareth is payment for all sin.

I think, the kingdom of evil is busting out one last temper tantrum before hell swallows up their kind, forever. I think heaven is on the horizon.

No one should follow a demon to hell now that anyone can vote for heaven.

But if the church doesn’t get some firm roots in Jesus of Nazareth, they won’t start helping people OUT of darkness, pain, sickness, and death.

I want to untwist some arguments that are making the righteous spin around in useless efforts to offer grace that fuels vendettas from hell that are trying to confuse the church into forgetting the power of Jesus of Nazareth because a weary church is being enticed to a light which pales in comparison to the light of Jesus of Nazareth.

So now, during a season of searching for better ways to equip people to set themselves free from sin, the church feels threats from all sides, But if the church forgets the freedom we have in Christ to get out of sin and into righteousness, all the increased attendance will be vain, I fear. Compromise is not an example of radical grace. And I cannot hold my tongue, anymore.

The beast called “The World” has been weeping with aggression and demands for good food, which turns bitter in the mouths of anyone who gets a good thing from its ways. Its teeth are iron, and its followers are desperate for rescue, screaming out in pain, “Eventually! Eventually! All I can have will become good food! All I need is an accolade? Don’t withhold my desired accolade! I need no food! I need no peace! I need no rest! Give me – accolade! Tell me! Tell me! I’m worthy of good things! Good things will fall on me, after you tell me I deserve them! I demand, you tell me! Then the sky will rain on me!”

What’s hurting many people is a starvation of spirit, and is a condition called Pride. It’s a false god. And it lies that people lack intrinsic value.

Pride is a lie of a need. Pride believes the only need is the love of man. It will forsake all other needs for this false one: food, health, shelter, love.

It’s an evil in the human mind that, actually, hates its own soul and is allergic to love, which would lead to the joy of the soul, freedom from fear, and abundant life, eternally.

Conversely, God’s love is real and willing and already loves; He loves you.

Also, when he fixes people there’s no pain required. While every solution man invents to fix things is incredibly painful, when God fixes things it’s pain-free.

But I have to get on my soap box. It’s time.

I have to reveal the enticement and the disillusionment the followers of the beast of the world are walking toward, the pit.

I have to tell people why they’re hungry. And what real food is, so that more people will eat and live.

I have to tell people about demons and about power.

I have to tell you, not because I love you. I don’t love anyone who yells at me. I don’t care if you follow your demons to hell and never escape; I will grieve for the idea at how tragic that is for any soul because the dead will always be conscious of their everlasting pain. The amount of terrible is beyond fathoming. But I will stop grieving because I want every demon punished, eternally. And I will rejoice that God will prevent them escaping. I hate demons.

I am telling you because I believe that every single soul set free by Christ Jesus increases the amount of heaven on earth.

And I want to live in heaven, now.

That’s all.

If you hear anything clarifying, go seek Jesus for more clarity.

If you hear anything that sounds wise, go seek Jesus for more wisdom.

I am feasting at His table. These are my crumbs. And, I only have crumbs for you. I am not the source of the food. SO, if you eat and find yourself hungry, go get food: Jesus is the food.

Please don’t try to eat my words of wisdom as though I am wisdom; there’s not enough of me to go around. Eat of Jesus. He is wisdom. If I resemble wisdom, I am only a reflection, dim as the moon seeing the glory of the sun at night. There is always enough Jesus; he is multiplicity.

I have to warn. I have to try to unravel the rope that’s being incoiled around the ankles of the spinning church, while they try to do right by people by forsaking the authority of Jesus of Nazareth.

“The Lord said to me, ‘You have seen correctly, for I am watching to see that my word is fulfilled,’ The word of the Lord came to me again: ‘What do you see?’ ‘I see a boiling pot, tilting away from the north,’ I answered. The Lord said to me, ‘From the north disaster will be poured out on all who line in the land. I am about to summon all the peoples of the northern kingdoms,’ declares the Lord. ‘Their kings will some and set up their thrones in the entrance of the gates of Jerusalem; they will pronounce my judgments on my people because of their wickedness in forsaking me, in burning incense to other gods and in worshiping what their hands have made. Get yourself ready! Stand up and say to them whatever I command you. Do not be terrified by them, or I will terrify you before them. Today I have made you a fortified city, an iron pillar and a bronze wall to stand against the whole land – against the kings of Judah, its officials, its priests and the people of the land. They will fight against you but will not overcome you, for I am with you and will rescue you,’ declares the Lord.”

Jeremiah 1:12-19

Disaster is not inevitable, but I must stand and pronounce the righteousness of God as I respond to the arguments posed as new-superior worldviews, which are demanding the Bible take a back seat to demonic wants.

There is no glory in poverty. There is no glory in depression. There is no glory in forsaking the disciplining of children towards the right things, which foster life in peace.

I’m going to pour this out until my bitter turns sweet.