Somehow, Racism Must be at the Bottom of It

CORRECTION AT BOTTOM.

Yesterday a cousin I barely know sent me a text to check on me. I believe she lives in Arizona. She said she and her husband had been helping Navajos. She said the epidemic had hit Navajos harder than other people.

That got me thinking. I already knew blacks were getting hit badly, and we all know older people in homes are more likely to be infected . People in homes represent something like 25% of all covid-related deaths. Today I learned that Latins and prisoners were also at higher risk. Now I’m learning that American Indians get infected more often. It’s not just Navajos. What’s the explanation?

The CDC, predictably, says racism explains the rate among blacks. That was easy, wasn’t it?

Lower incomes? The cause must be racism. More heart disease? Racism. Sickle cell anemia? Definitely racism. When the race card is in their hand, liberals don’t even look at the other cards.

Racism isn’t making people sick. When the CDC blames racism, it’s making a self-serving wild guess that also helps it virtue-signal.

If a certain group gets inferior healthcare, it should result in more deaths, not more infections. It wouldn’t make people more likely to be infected, but it would make them less likely to get adequate care once they were ill.

I can see why prisoners and residents of homes get infected. A home is just a prison for old people. Both types of facilities confine people on whom society places a low value. We put them in small spaces, and we don’t really try to keep them safe, because we don’t care about them. It should have been expected.

Minorities are different. They’re not confined together. Why are they getting sick?

I just read a story in which an official claims to have come up with the reason: racism. That surprised me. Okay, it didn’t. She says many Navajos don’t have running water or electricity, and the government has let them down by failing to provide good healthcare. But isn’t medical care what helps people who are already sick? I have never seen any source of information that suggested healthcare providers could slow the transmission of covid. On the contrary, they put that burden entirely on the public. Don’t leave your house. Wear a mask. Wash your hands. Doctors and nurses can’t help you do those things.

It’s as though supernatural forces had chosen to focus on certain nations and groups. I wonder if that’s the case.

If the disease were somehow being directed toward enemies of God, you would expect it to hit leftists harder. That has actually happened here in America. The Northeast has an extremely high disease rate. Liberal cities across America have high rates of infection. San Francisco is a notable exception, but California itself has a high rate. Hawaii hasn’t been hit hard by the virus, but it has been slammed economically because a quarantine order cut off money from the state’s major industry: tourism.

Blacks and Latins tend to be liberal. American Indians depend heavily on government assistance and generally support Democrats.

I can’t find information on infection rates among gays. Either it doesn’t exist, or it’s being concealed. They are overwhelmingly liberal, and they have an abysmal record of containing infections. They still have epidemics of venereal diseases the rest of us rarely contract.

American Jews tend to be atheists and supporters of Israel’s enemies. They have a high infection rate. This is true even of Orthodox Jews, who are more supportive of Israel. Israel itself has a low infection rate.

Republicans are more likely than leftists to be friends of God, and a May article from Reuters said the coronavirus rate in Democrat-controlled areas was triple the rate in conservative areas. Triple!

Remember how Democrats made fun of conservative counties in Florida when hurricanes came through? They said it was God’s punishment for voting for Bush. They distributed silly memes which distorted the truth, making it look like the storms were heavily concentrated in conservative areas. In fact, liberal areas got hit, too. Could it be that God is making his response?

In 2012, leftist extremist Antonio Villaraigosa presided over a voice vote at the Democratic Convention, supposedly after Barack Obama forced the issue. The Democrats had removed “God” from the text of their platform, along with text acknowledging Jerusalem as the capital of Israel. The delegates voted on restoring this language. They voted several times, clearly in the negative. Villaraigosa looked at other leaders for help, knowing he was in a pickle. Then he lied and said the motion had passed, and he was booed loudly. Is God thinking about that now?

In the Revelation, after releasing a horseman to conquer the earth for Jesus, God releases three other horsemen to torment the earth. The first horseman is disease, and the second is lack. When the second horseman is released, a voice says, “Two pounds of wheat for a day’s wages, and six pounds of barley for a day’s wage’s, and do not harm the oil and the wine.” The third horseman is murder. Like a lot of people, I have said he represents war, but that’s not what the Revelation says. It says he takes peace from the earth and makes people kill each other. That’s not necessarily war. Look at the BLMtifa riots.

We saw coronavirus, which is a disease, and then we saw lack. Now, with the riots, we are seeing an end to domestic peace. These things took place in the same order in which the horsemen were released.

The next thing the Revelation predicts for the earth is the fall of the stars of heaven. They will fall on the earth like untimely figs.

Stars are great spirits. Is God about to release powerful spirits on the earth to punish mankind?

The Revelation says 4 spirits will be ordered to prevent the wind from blowing on the earth, and before the real destruction starts, the people of God will be sealed in their foreheads.

It’s confusing. The story about the horsemen and ensuing disasters seems to describe things that can’t happen until the rapture has taken place. It speaks of people who have come to heaven through the tribulation, which is a post-rapture event.

Maybe what we’re seeing now is a little picture of that time. A preview. Maybe we will see something that looks like the tribulation, except that it will be relatively mild.

I’m very confident the tribulation can’t come before the rapture. God removed Noah’s family before the flood, and he removed Lot from Sodom. He separated the Hebrews from Egypt and protected them from the plagues. I don’t see why he would show us that pattern over and over and then abandon it.

If we’re seeing a preview, maybe we should expect violence and the cancel culture to rage for a while and then subside somewhat so people can repent and prepare.

Then, of course, it would all come back, except it would be worse, and it would not subside. It would just lead into things that were more unpleasant.

If God is involved in what’s happening, why is San Francisco doing so well? It’s an extremely vile place. It also has strong ties to China, and many sick people must have flown from San Francisco since the epidemic began.

When the USA was making plans to drop the atom bomb, our leaders spared certain cities from conventional bombing. They spared Hiroshima because they wanted a clean target for nuclear weapons. They wanted to be able to distinguish Little Boy’s effects from those of ordinary bombs. I wonder if San Francisco is being set up.

I don’t know what’s happening. I’m just trying to perceive the pattern.

I think Revelation’s admonition not to harm the oil and the wine is about God’s plan to protect people who belong to him. Oil represents the Holy Spirit, and wine represents the blood of Jesus, which confers salvation. Maybe people who are really on God’s side are receiving protection.

Why wouldn’t God protect old people from covid? Maybe old people who don’t belong to him are dying. Or maybe he’s sparing them the ordeal of being elderly and helpless during the tribulation. The antichrist’s people venerate the young and excoriate the old. They have no respect for the wisdom of older people, and they blame them for the world’s problems. Who knows what they’ll do to older people when God’s hand isn’t here to restrain them?

We’ve already seen them mistreating the elderly in videos from the riots.

It makes sense that prisoners wouldn’t do well in a world facing God’s wrath. Prisons house the worst, least godly people in society.

The other day while I was in prayer, I felt he said, “I will surround you like a shield.” I hope so. He has done that so far. I hope other people will get as close to him as they can and avoid the pain of his anger.

CORRECTION

I made a strange error in this post. Somehow, I got the order of the horsemen of the apocalypse mixed up. It goes like this: conquest, violence, lack, and death.

I thought the last three horsemen were death (disease and so on), lack, and violence, in that order. We have had a pandemic, shortages, and riots. I thought it might mean something that the same things were taking place in the same order.

Of course, we had a bunch of BLM and Antifa riots before the current wave of opportunistic crime by filthy criminals masquerading as activists, but I don’t recall any shortages.

It’s strange that I got this wrong, because it was right in front of me.

Get in the Ark

I’m so tired of being lectured and told I have to fight racism. I completely understand why duped, hateful BLMtifa protestors would be excited about what they’re doing, but I’m getting micro-lectures from companies I pay for goods and services. That’s idiotic and presumptuous, and it’s not good business.

I bought an Amazon Kindle because it was time to admit that the Asus tablet I had bought years earlier was a terrible product and of little use. After the rioting started, I started seeing messages about BLM when I turned my tablet on.

I have Amazon Prime because there is really no other way to shop now. All restaurants aren’t Taco Bell yet, but most stores are Amazon or Ebay. I made a rare decision to watch a movie a few days back, and Amazon Prime filled my screen with a bunch of ads for horrible movies about black victimhood. I’ve already seen A Raisin in the Sun and Imitation of Life, Bezos. I don’t need you telling me I need to be reeducated. What if I forced Jeff Bezos to look at ads for Christian movies every time I bought a product?

Over the last few days, I’ve come to a very mature realization that I now live in a mental ward. A huge percentage of Americans are literally insane. Reason never meant as much to Americans as they pretended; it was something they resorted to when emotion and lusts didn’t work. Now it means nearly nothing.

I love Youtube because I have so many interests. Whether I feel like learning about rifles, welding, complex analysis, engineering statics, quantum mechanics, electronics, cooking, God, or nearly anything else, Youtube can provide me with useful input.

Sometimes I see people talking about the riots and the PC insanity. They try to correct people. Maybe I’m doing the same thing now. For example, they may say we should focus on the enormous, astounding, perennial problem of black homicide while we’re thinking about helpful reform. They may point out obvious things such as the terrible cost of rioting. They may propose solutions such as buying guns and making public shows of force in order to protect their towns. The sad thing is that all these effort to provide information are based on a faulty premise, which is that people listen to reason.

Americans are insane now. You can’t cure a crazy person by arguing with him. He lives in a false reality where logic is optional or where his corrupt imitation of logic leads him to ridiculous conclusions.

Spirits work in everyone. The Holy Spirit works in a small percentage of human beings, and evil spirits work in just about everyone. Spirits shape our feelings and thoughts. Evil spirits are like their leader, Satan. They are liars. A lie is something that conflicts with reason. Reason always leads to truth.

The Bible plainly says that God gives people over to evil influences when they rebel long enough. The New Testament says this is an explanation for homosexuality, which is an inherently absurd practice. If you were a farmer, and you had a rooster that only had sex with other roosters, you wouldn’t paint a rainbow on the henhouse and adopt chicks for him. You’d know something was seriously wrong. Somehow, though, human beings are able to look at two men who engage in ludicrous parodies of normal sex and conclude that what they do is healthy and right.

You can explain the birds and the bees to pro-homosexuality people all day, and you can point to the plant and animal kingdoms all you want, but they can’t perceive the obvious. They are literally insane. Spirits have convinced them evil is good.

Spirits are telling mobs white people cause their problems, which is beyond absurd.

White people have spread the gospel around the world. White people are primarily responsible for science, engineering, and medicine. White people spread the concept of civilization that incorporates strong individual rights, including rights for minorities. White people gave us the only tolerable systems of government. Whatever the faults of Caucasians may be, we do not cause all the world’s problems, and we have done a tremendous amount of good.

White people deserve most of the credit for civil rights reform. No one likes to hear that, but it’s true. White people are the only people who will march to protest their own racism. Black and Hispanic racism are intense and widespread. They are mainstream. You never see non-white people marching in the streets protesting their own dangerous, self-destructive bigotry.

We’re just not that bad, but the insane, many of whom are white, are convinced the nation would be better off with blacks, Hispanics, and American Indians in charge. It’s probably not a great idea to look at Africa, Mexico, South America, or Haiti when you make that claim, but they make it anyway.

Haiti is one of the worst places on earth, and their BLM movement achieved complete and permanent success over 200 years ago. People of other races cause problems just fine without white involvement.

Racial disunity is a great evil, and BLM perpetuates it through slander and violence. The Holy Spirit unifies people who are physically descended from different races. He makes them brothers and sisters in ways genetics can never rival. People who choose sides based on physical race and genetics are fighting God, who says all those who are led by the Holy Spirit are siblings.

Isaiah says God’s house will be a house of prayer for all people. How is it, then, that we still have Christians who separate themselves by race? If you run a black church, how are you going to feel if you go to heaven and find yourself surrounded by whites and Asians? How will you explain how you practiced segregation on earth?

There I go again, using reason, as though it had some sort of power.

Much of the time, the truth is spoken not to bring change but to facilitate judgment. Often, God speaks to people who won’t listen, simply so there will be evidence to use against them when they are judged. And sometimes the truth is spoken as confirmation for those who already believe.

Here’s another truth that has been brought home to me: the justice system is useless because it heeds the voice of the Beast.

I’ve always known courts functioned poorly. Many jurors are stupid, stubborn, and dishonest. Many judges are stupid, stubborn, and dishonest. If you have a very strong case, you will probably win when you go to court, but if there is any room for squirming, there’s a good chance you will be wronged by the judge or jury. This has always been true. Lawyers aren’t supposed to say things like this because we’re generally full of it. We’re supposed to have a sort of thin blue line. We’re supposed to talk about the majesty and holiness of the legal calling, but we all know what I’m saying is true.

These days, things are worse than they used to be. In the past, your main problems were the biases of your judge and jury. Now you have to worry about the opinions of complete idiots jumping up and down on overturned police cars. Prosecutors, judges, and jurors are going after people because they want to placate rioters and potential rioters. They want to please utter morons.

Well, maybe not morons. Psychotics. The hopelessly, willfully insane.

The kind of people who motivated the invention of the water cannon.

We saw this in the Zimmerman case. A man who was Hispanic, partly black, and partly white was recruited and trained by the police so he could do neighborhood watch work. He saw a stranger on the grass between residences in an area where property crime was rampant. He followed the stranger, legally, in order to guide the police to him. The stranger, who was younger, bigger, stronger, and in better physical condition, attacked him illegally and began beating his head against a concrete sidewalk. Zimmerman, who was armed legally and modestly, fired a single shot and then stopped.

Prosecutor Angela Corey committed perjury–a felony and disbarment offense–in order to get Zimmerman into trial. There is no doubt about it. I read the documents and watched the hearing. Alan Dershowitz agrees.

The other day, a man tried to drive past a belligerent crowd in Seattle. I’ve seen the video. He rolled up to an intersection at about 10 miles per hour. Protestors blocked him, which is a crime. A big man reached into his window and punched him in the face for no reason. The injured victim got out, waved a gun, and ran to the nearest police station. He could not drive away because he was blocked and his car had stalled. He shot his attacker in the arm and then withheld fire. Now he has a felony case to deal with. That’s amazing.

He may have been seconds away from being pulled out of the car and being beaten like Reginald Denny.

The standard justification for using lethal force is a reasonable fear of serious injury or death. This man was in a sea of angry lawbreakers, in a country where people were being beaten and killed by rioters. He was attacked for no reason. He did nothing wrong while he approached the intersection. He was attacked viciously by a larger assailant who was part of a group, and he used restraint in defending himself. Obviously, his mental state met the criteria for the legal use of deadly force.

Doesn’t matter. The Beast cried out for blood, just as it did in the Coliseum in Rome.

The prosecutors would have been happier had he been kicked to death.

They didn’t arrest the man who beat the victim or the criminals who blocked the road.

Witnesses and news anchors said the victim drove at the crowd at high speed. Nothing could be further from the truth. There was no crowd in front of him. Criminals stopped him by throwing an object in his path, and he was moving slowly. Internet stories say the attacker is a hero who was shot while shielding others!

Your rights don’t matter very much now. Not when you’re against the Beast. He has most people intimidated. They want to curry favor with him. They want to appease, just as Jews appease his servants in Israel by giving them land. The truth won’t necessarily help you. The law may not help you, because it may not be applied.

The law does whatever the police, prosecutors, judges, and jurors want it to. That has always been true. Lawyers are not supposed to say that, but it’s true. When the Beast infects the minds of people who decide what the law means, the law itself becomes clay in the hands of sadistic children.

You can’t make the law your messiah. You can’t expect to be treated well just because you’re innocent. There are a lot of conservatives who want to go as far as the law permits. That’s dangerous. Sometimes you need to yield a considerable distance from the boundary where your rights end. You don’t have to go everywhere the law lets you go. You don’t have to say everything the law lets you say. You don’t have to protect yourself with violence just because the law permits it.

I’m not saying people should bend the knee every time, but an intelligent person chooses his battles. Even Jesus avoided his enemies.

What if the victim in Seattle had decided not to assert his rights as fully as he did? He shouldn’t have had to take another route, but if he had, he would be at work today without the threat of imprisonment and poverty hanging over his head.

The press has largely ignored the story since the victim’s name was released. He’s Hispanic. His name is Nikolas Fernandez. If his name were Flaherty, we would still be hearing about him.

Imagine what it must be like to be a Hispanic man in prison for shooting a black man. In Washington prisons, there are about 4 times as many blacks as Hispanics.

The proper answer to your safety problems is to get to know the Holy Spirit. You need to know how to pray, bless, and curse. You need to hear God and obey him when he tells you what to do and what to avoid doing. Physical weapons are better than nothing, but you shouldn’t settle for better than nothing. You should be obtaining the best weapons and cover there are.

I support the people who mass at BLMtifa protests with displayed weapons. Don’t doubt that. Today I saw a ridiculous article about armed people ruining a “peaceful” protest. What the biased writer didn’t say was that the weapons were what kept the protest peaceful. There have been a lot of riots that could have been prevented by the presence of armed citizens. It’s great that the police are cooperating with armed citizens in so many places. But ultimately, you need God to wrap himself around you like a shield. You can’t buy that at a gun shop.

A pistol is a third-rate weapon you should only use to fight your way to a rifle, and a rifle is something you should only rely on when you can’t get God’s help.

People say guns at protests will lead to shootouts, but that probably isn’t true. The protestors can’t bring guns and start shooting without abandoning their pose of left-wing faux holiness. It would be even more of a gaffe than eating factory veal.

I’m not sure what to do with myself, living in world which is ceasing to function. I’m pretty sure the world has gone insane for keeps. We recovered from the 1960’s because people got tired of posing and got jobs. We recovered from the PC plague of the 1980’s because the majority of Americans ridiculed it. The response to the 2020 PC plague is weak, and it seems to be losing ground.

The Revelation tells a story of Satan’s plan for the church. It says a woman clothed with the sun gave birth, and a red dragon waited so it could eat the baby. The dragon was cast down to Earth, and the baby–Jesus–was taken out of his reach. The dragon’s answer was to try to drown the woman with a flood. We are the woman.

In the Bible, floods are voices, words, and people. Look what we’re seeing now. The antichristians are trying to drown us in words and mobthink. They tell lie after lie, just as Goebbels would wish, until the lies are accepted as truth and those who tell the truth are seen as wrong and dangerous. It’s not just our words they object to; it’s our existence and the record of our existence.

They have a new thing: “canceling.” Once you’ve said enough things they don’t like, they decide you don’t exist. It’s exactly like the Orthodox Jewish practice of trying to “blot out” the name of Yeshua. It’s not enough to win the fight; you have to make it as though your adversary never existed.

How did Peter avoid drowning? He was able to walk on water only because Jesus lifted him. He could not save himself. It’s a picture of Spirit-led Christians rising above the current flood of antichristian propaganda and slander.

Are you surprised because the social nephilim…I mean “giants”…are censoring conservatives and Christians? Why? Didn’t you see it coming? You did if you read my blog.

Do you feel safe because the things you say are protected by the Constitution? Do you feel safe because the most provocative things you’ve said were uttered years ago? Don’t fool yourself. You are liable, and you will always be at risk. The antichristians don’t respect the Constitution, and they have no statute of limitations. We’ve already seen people have their lives ruined over things they said decades ago.

I hope they never get their hands on the Trumps. If the family exists long enough, there will be attempts to have mock trials accompanied by atrocities.

I fully expect the antichristians to come for me eventually. My blog will be all the evidence they need. They will need to erase me and everyone like me in order to perfect their fantasy world.

What am I supposed to do with the remaining 30 or so years I may have left? Three decades trapped in a mental ward, with people who can’t be cured because they hate the medicine. Three decades of humoring lunatics. Is that my future?

As of today, the insanity isn’t complete. We have what I would call insanity-related complex. Full-blown insanity is still on the way. I don’t want to be here for that.

Some people pity John for being exiled to Patmos, but I think it was a great break for him. It’s a beautiful island with a nice climate. It was isolated from the insanity of the Roman Empire. I think he must have loved Patmos. I live in a sort of Patmos right now, and I would literally prefer death to moving back to a suburb. Give me a meteor any day. It beats sitting in traffic, kowtowing to sleazy mayors, being threatened with riots, and having neighbors in my face all day, pressuring me with their ignorance and immaturity.

You don’t have to be in the middle of a city to serve God. We have the Internet now, we have wonderful things called cars that allow you to visit populated areas briefly, and besides, are cities very likely to be productive? If they were, would they be in the shape they’re in?

People who still think reason and their rights will protect them are going to go down just like the Jews who waited for the German government to save them. You need to get away from the Beast’s strongholds before the window closes. You need to connect with God. Otherwise you’re just driving through enemy territory without a map.

Clean Your House in Preparation for Departure

The feeling that the age of the church, or the age of the gentiles, if you prefer, is over, hangs on me like a weighted quilt. It has settled in.

For the last two thousand years, the God of Judaism has been holding an open house. Billions of people have joined, or claimed to have joined, his family. God used churches and preachers. He showed the world great patience while he increased the number of his children. Now things are winding down. Like an orchard owner whose trees have already been picked over, he has reached the point where the remaining fruit don’t justify keeping a full crew at work.

The harvest isn’t completely over, but then the Bible says it will continue into the tribulation, after the rapture.

Perry Stone teaches something interesting. A tribulum is a board with bits of metal or stone imbedded in the underside. A person who wants to separate grain from its husks stands on a tribulum while an animal pulls him around. Tribulation is a pretty harsh way of separating food from trash. The use of the word “tribulation” to describe God’s final effort at saving people before the Messianic Age seems to imply that the whole business is getting more difficult.

I was thinking about Seattle this morning. People who are so deluded they should be considered insane have taken over an entire neighborhood, intimidating and driving out citizens who are against them as well as the police and the mayor. In doing so, they showed rioters all over the country how powerful they are. They created a pattern for them to follow. The Seattle mutineers don’t seem to be burning or killing, although they have stolen a great deal, and they use rifles to force other people to bend the knee. What will antichristian insurgents in other cities do when they take over? No intelligent person would expect them to refrain from violence. To expect that would be to demonstrate a complete lack of understanding of human nature, not to mention ignorance of history.

To me, Seattle looks like a gentle warning from God. He’s showing people in other cities what they face if they don’t get connected to the Holy Spirit and move out. It’s not enough to move out, because you might move to the wrong place. You need the Holy Spirit to tell you exactly where to go.

The flood didn’t start with a wall of water a mile high. It started as a gentle rain. A few drops here and there. Seattle is a raindrop.

The antichristians are taking over cities. Somebody has to take over rural areas. Not by force, but simply by buying land and gathering there.

In ancient times, the Jews worshiped in the city of Jerusalem, and the pagans worshiped in the wilderness. This time, the cities belong to the pagans, and Christians are the ones living among the trees. Maybe it reflects an inversion of the power structure. Pagans used to be weaker than people who worshiped God. It made sense that they would worship in the wilderness. When pagans gain control, they aren’t afraid, so they go wherever they want. The pagan king Antiochus IV Epiphanes sacrificed a pig in the temple.

We are seeing underdogs rise up and rule people who used to have power over them. Things used to go pretty well for Christians, males, white people, and heterosexuals. They took over continents and replaced primitive, cruel civilizations that worshiped fallen angels and demons. The conquering peoples weren’t particularly good, but they carried a contagion God wanted to spread. They had the gospel. They were motivated largely by greed, but God backed them up anyway. The word says he won’t return until every people on earth has heard the gospel, so God gave favor to people carrying the infection.

Now the demographic that was useful to God has, by and large, melted into the antichristian crowd it was sent to save. The salt has lost its saltness, so it isn’t a preservative any more.

What did Jesus say would happen to salt that lost its saltness? He said it was only fit to be trodden underfoot. That’s what’s happening to the kind of people who used to be on top.

There are deluded people on the right who think white people should prevail because they’re superior. They think we should rise up, shake ourselves like Samson, and destroy the Philistines. They mistake the power of man for the power of God. They don’t understand the story of Belshazzar’s feast.

Samson was taken easily, and he was blinded and forced to grind grain. The far-right people who exalt themselves above God are as blind as he was, and they are going to grind grain. When you grind grain, you destroy its ability to reproduce, and you get a product which is only fit to be put in an oven and eaten. Jesus used a reference to a millstone to threaten clergymen who ground people up and ate their wealth instead of teaching them to grow and bear in the kingdom of heaven.

Leftist pagans and conservatives who deny the Holy Spirit serve Satan. They’ll be here after the rapture, after people who actually know God are moved home. The Bible speaks of antichrists who came out of Christianity. They still do. You can call yourself a Christian and still be a very damaging antichristian.

Leftist antichristians who think they’re fighting Christians are really fighting right-wing antichristians who merely claim to belong to God. The fight between these factions has nothing to do with real Christians. It’s a family squabble which will continue in hell.

The only true races are the family of God and the family of Satan. Color and geographic origin have nothing to do with race. Heaven and hell are full of people of all colors. The notion that white blood will save the world is a delusion that leads to damnation. So is the delusion that white people cause the world’s problems.

I’ve been listening to the Revelation. It speaks of four horsemen who are released before the end of the age. The first is a man on a white horse. He wears a crown and is sent out to conquer. The second is a man on a red horse, symbolizing blood, sent out with a sword to take peace from the world. The third is a man on a black horse, carrying scales, sent to bring lack. The fourth is a man on a pale horse, sent to spread plagues. The word translated as “pale” means “pallid” or “pale green,” like a very sick person or a corpse.

There is a difference between the first horsemen and the others. He is the only one with a crown. He can’t be a spreader of war, because the man on the red horse does that. After the horsemen are introduced, the last three horses are mentioned as a group, not including the man on the white horse.

The man on the white horse must be Jesus. He is royalty. His horse is white, symbolizing purity. He conquers. Christians are supposed to conquer. We aren’t supposed to subjugate people by force. We are supposed to spread salvation, conquering the kingdom of Satan. Jesus goes out gathering whomever he can before the others follow and judge the world.

The first horseman is sent out first, so he finishes first. His work is wrapping up. As he leaves center stage, the other horsemen get more power.

The story of the horsemen seems very consistent with what we’re seeing in the world today. And our president’s name is Trump, which almost seems too obvious. It’s a German word which means “drum,” but in English, it means “trump,” or “trumpet.”

“Donald” means “ruler of the world,” so “Donald Trump” could mean “trumpet of the ruler of the world.” His middle name is John, which means, “Yahweh is gracious.”

The trumpet of Yahweh, gracious ruler of the world?

“Joseph” means, “Yah increases.” Biden’s middle name, Robinette, means “little robin.” “Biden” means “button.” Not much there to work with. Of course, he would not rule long because of dementia, which will almost certainly kill him by 2025, disabling him much sooner. What if he picks Kamala Harris to be the next president?

“Kamala” means “lotus.” In Hinduism, the lotus symbolizes a person’s power to let demonic power flow through him. Her middle name, “Devi,” means “goddess.” Her last name means, “home ruler.” It doesn’t sound very good.

Harris was raised Hindu, so unless she has changed her mind, she worships demons. She also attended a Baptist church when she was young, but if you’re a Hindu and a Baptist, to God, you’re just a Hindu.

Barack Obama carried a Hindu idol in his pocket for luck, meaning favor from false gods, and he also contaminated the White House with a gold-covered statue of the same false god. The false god is named Hanuman, and he is like one of the nephilim or children of the fallen angels. He is the son of a false god. He has the form of a monkey, symbolizing the flesh, but he is immortal. Jesus died to cause the kingdom of heaven to invade the earth, which was ruled by fleshly people who served false gods. Satan wants to invade heaven and take the kingdom of the flesh there. He wants to “raise hell.”

Hanuman could be considered the Hindu antichrist. Jesus was a man conceived by God in the womb of a woman, and although he was flesh, he had the character of the Holy Spirit. He is the king of the body of Christ, a group of people who have transcended the nature of their monkey-like flesh. Hanuman was conceived by a fallen angel in the womb of a woman, and although he was supposed to be a god and a spirit, he had the form of a monkey. He was the king of the monkeys; animals that look like people yet which are no better than pigs.

Maybe the abomination Obama put in the White House was a foothold for a future invasion.

Very soon, we will reach the 2000th anniversary of the crucifixion. Historians think it happened between 30 and 33 A.D. Would God be that obvious? Would he really give us exactly 2000 years between the cruficixion and the rapture? The Bible says no one knows the date or hour when Jesus will return, but it doesn’t say you can’t know the year or the decade, and it doesn’t say anything about knowing the date of the rapture, which is a different event. The rapture is not the return of Jesus. In the rapture, we go to him. The return comes later, after the tribulation.

Will the rapture take place before, say, 2035? Will Jesus return and begin the Messianic Age by then? If he returns by 2035, he has to rapture us by the end of 2027. The tribulation, during which the saved will be in heaven at the marriage feast of Jesus, will take 7 years.

In other news, God have me a weapon which seems useful. I look at the undesirable things in my life, and I say, “I reject this delivery in the name of Jesus Christ. It does not belong to me.” I say it with regard to negative compulsions, physical problems, and so on. I feel things leave me when I say it. If you have the ability to perceive the supernatural, you know what I mean. I plan to keep doing it. I’m supposed to rule my own house.

I’m going to keep listening to the Revelation, and I am going to try to get more and more of God’s guidance. Even if the rapture doesn’t come by 2027, I don’t have a lot of time left.

Poodles Everywhere Would Breathe Sighs of Relief

I am still not quite determined enough to quit looking at the news. I saw a few stories this morning. Man, it’s crazy out there. The US has gone certifiably insane, and I don’t think we’re going to recover. I think this is the end. Seems like all we can do is evangelize and try to stay saved.

I don’t know what will happen in November. The utter lunacy of the antichristians is surely scaring millions of people. Maybe enough voters will swing to the right to buy us 4 more years of Trump and conservative federal judge appointments. It won’t mean America is okay, but it could give sane Christians time to situate themselves as well as possible for the pogroms, killing fields, and gulags.

This stuff isn’t the talk of fantasy, nor is it related to far-off events. As of this year, we are officially in the gravity well of the Antichrist. We are sinking quickly into Satan’s singularity of evil.

It was bad enough when you could get fired for saying you didn’t support homosexual marriage. Now people are getting fired for saying things like, “The coronavirus threat was exaggerated.” It proves conservatives were right about the antichristian hype and bias surrounding the disease, but antichristians have never been very concerned about being proven wrong, because logic is not something that concerns them.

If you think they’re vicious now, wait till they’ve spent 4 more years under Trump. When they finally get the White House back, they will be like rocks flying out of a sling. The pent-up energy of years of restrained rage will escape containment like ball bearings from a pipe bomb.

How long am I going to be here? How long will the world be permitted to exist in anything resembling the form we are used to? The age of the Gentiles is clearly over. How long will it take for the end to manifest fully?

I guess it’s okay to buy green bananas, but I would be surprised if Jesus will stay away long enough to let anyone pay off a 30-year mortgage.

I wish I had accomplished more for God. I will be evaluated like everyone else.

The word says Jesus won’t return until the whole world is against Israel. We always assume that refers to a military attack, but does it? The UN is already against Israel. When pro-Israel matters come up, only a handful of countries stand by Israel.

If the Bible says “all nations” will be against Israel, does it really mean every single nation? I will make some people mad when I say this, but sometimes when the Bible says “all,” it really means “most.”

I’m not a prophecy scholar, so I don’t know exactly how things are expected to proceed.

What do I do while I wait? I’ll fool with my hobbies, of course.

I think I have a plan for the AR15. That’s news.

I wanted my AR15 to be a fun target and varmint gun. I put a scope on it and shot some cheap FMJ ammo which ought to produce 2 MOA groups. I got more like 5 MOA, which is smoothbore territory. That motivated me to do more research. Along the way, I read some things I didn’t like too much.

For one thing, I saw depressing things about the 5.56 cartridge, which is what military AR-style rifles shoot. For in actual use, it’s interchangeable with the .223. Many guns, mine included, will fire either round without a barrel change. I read that the military liked the 5.56 partly because it was weak! The idea is that if you wound an enemy soldier without killing him, you take more people out of the battle, because at least one person has to stop fighting to help him. If he dies, everyone else can keep fighting.

I’ll bet this is true. Soldiers have complained a lot about the 5.56 failing to stop enemy troops. It has to be a bummer when enemy soldiers charge you and you’re stuck with a gun designed to not kill them. It turns you into a statistic. Somewhere, a defense analyst is happy with your situation, because even though you may die, overall, the gun you’re using may be more effective in achieving victory for the people who outlive you.

Weak rounds may be great for winning wars, but civilians don’t fight wars. They generally have to shoot somewhere between 1 and 5 criminals, and in those situations, they need their assailants to be incapacitated as quickly as possible. Wounding isn’t enough.

I know murderers who have used the AR15 to kill innocent people have used the .223 (or 5.56) round, but when these things happen, you generally see a very high ratio of survivors to fatalities. Would that happen if they shot M1 Garands?

People who are critical of the .223 call guns that use it “poodle shooters.”

Why do I care, if I don’t plan to use the gun for self-defense? I don’t know. It just seems silly to buy into a specialized pair of calibers that clearly were never designed to solve civilian problems. I can also say it highlights the 5.56’s total unsuitability for hunting anything bigger than a coyote.

The .223 doesn’t seem all that accurate. I should add that. A really good AR15 with great ammunition generally won’t shoot as well as a $350 .204 Ruger bolt action rifle with cheap Fiocchi cartridges. I believe this is true. Feel free to correct me. My .204 Ruger rifle appears to give match-grade performance for a budget price.

I also read about the 6mm ARC, which is the newest hotshot AR15 cartridge. The AR15 has been chambered in a bunch of calibers, partly, I’m sure, because of the problems with the 5.56. Some cartridges have done well, and some have bombed. If the current hype is to be believed, the 6mm ARC is a monumental step forward, and it solves a lot of problems well.

It’s better for self-defense because it’s much harder on human beings and obstacles than the .223 or 5.56. It’s better for hunting because it will kill deer and bears reliably. It’s better for varmint hunting because it’s crazy accurate. It’s better for long-range shooting because it’s powerful beyond distances at which the .223 poops out.

What’s the drawback? The only one I’ve seen is that it takes up more room. A 30-round magazine full of 6mm ARC rounds will be larger than a .223 magazine. I don’t really care about that. I’m not going to be carrying 20 magazines up and down hills in Afghanistan.

The 6mm ARC has more recoil than the .223, but not a whole lot more.

If it’s really what people say it is, it sounds perfect for me. I can get a new upper and some magazines, and I’ll be all set. I’ll be able to shoot deer, if I ever get around to it. It will be great for target shooting. It will work fine on coons and coyotes. It would probably tear them up pretty badly, but who cares if a coyote has a closed-casket funeral?

The big problem right now is that 6mm ARC ammunition is expensive, for no good reason. I can’t find any ammunition not made by Hornady, and Hornady charges a lot. I’ll bet Fiocchi will make an excellent version for less, but it hasn’t happened yet. If I got my upper, I would have to wait weeks or months to see ammunition below 90 cents per round.

If I do this, I can keep my .223 Wylde upper and use it to shoot up my stock of .223 in good time. I have some tiny V-Max cartridges on the way, and I think they would still be useful even in a post-6mm-ARC future.

I think the smart move is to get an 18″ barrel of very high quality and try 6mm ARC out on the berm.

I can also get a .204 Ruger barrel for my gun. That would be interesting. It’s far superior to .223 for shooting little pests. It would do everything I want .223 to do, better. If I had a .204 Ruger barrel, I could just sell my .223 ammo. Why would I want it? It’s slower and less accurate. It hits harder, but I would have 6mm ARC for that.

I ordered better .223 ammo 9 days ago, and UPS says it has been sitting in Salt Lake City for 4 days. Not normal. I feel like I can’t make a decision until I’ve tried this stuff.

If 6mm ARC and .204 Ruger work out, I can put two nice uppers or guns together and then forget all about the AR platform. I’ll have my AR experience, I’ll have the performance I want, and I won’t have a good excuse to buy anything else from the realm of Stoner.

The New Crazies Make me Miss the Old Crazies

Today I had fun mowing my yard in a T-shirt and a shoulder holster. And pants. Then I came indoors, made hot dogs, turned on Youtube, and found out Seattle had been taken over by leftists with AR15’s.

Okay.

By the way, something seems to have gone wrong with hot dogs. I am not a big hot dog eater, so I’m not an expert, but I’m pretty sure they used to be a lot bigger. I picked some up at the store the other day, and no matter which brand I looked at, they all resembled pink noodles. I grilled a couple of Ball Park bun-length hot dogs yesterday, and when I added the requisite ketchup, mustard, relish, and onions, the meat disappeared. I can only guess how awful it would have been had I gone to a full-throttle chili-cheese-slaw dog.

Let me digress from my digression. Smoked sausages are the best hot dogs. Unless maybe bratwurst counts. A Hillshire Farms smoked mystery meat cylinder is actually a lot thicker than hot dogs used to be, and it tastes a lot better, too.

To digress even further…”bun-length” hot dogs??? Isn’t this a blatant admission that most hot dogs are too short? It looks like they shrunk the dogs lengthwise even before they went after girth. Now they’re selling length back to us, like they’re doing us a favor.

This tyranny has to end.

Slob cooking tip: when grilling hot dogs for one, nuke them first. Then they’ll be nice and hot in the middle, and you can grill them a lot faster. Just burn the outsides a little, and you’re off to the races.

So. The exact thing I predicted has happened, except that the rioters are white, not black, and the authorities are in favor of it.

The other day I pointed out that there was a huge danger BLMtifa nuts would realize they could take over cities, and when that happened, we would be in big trouble. Not “we,” really, because I live on a farm surrounded by wonderful people and zero targets of leftist interest. But still.

I figured black rioters would be the culprits, because they have gigantic support from huge ghettos. It didn’t occur to me that white lesbians and man-bun-sporting baristas would beat them to it.

Seattle is a very white city. Less than 10% of the population is black. Compare New York with 25%. Even with the huge white and black exodus and Latin influx, Miami is almost 20% black. Chicago checks in at around 30%. Black people like cities. They just do. But they don’t like Seattle. Maybe it’s the rain.

The takeover includes City Hall, and one of the rioters’ demands is that the mayor, who looks like someone on the editorial staff at Cosmopolitan, resign, immediately. Not one to take this lying down, the mayor says…wait, she agrees completely. I think. In any case, she is on the news forcefully defending the people who put her in the street.

She may not have a good answer to the problem of displaced people and illegally seized property, but she has pinpointed the true source of all of Seattle’s ills. Of course, I refer to Donald Trump. Obvious?

Why do I call these people rioters, given that they don’t seem to be very violent at the moment? Look, if you take over a city using semiautomatic rifles, it’s a riot. It may be a nice, polite, Caucasian-heavy riot, but it’s a riot.

It’s a wonder to behold. I knew white liberals were suicidal, but it’s still amazing to see them self-actualize.

There are a lot of weird things about the takeover. When did leftists decide it was okay to carry AR15’s openly? When did they even decide it was okay for AR15’s to exist?

Part of me wants to cheer them on for buying rifles, because it will be hard for leftists to keep throttling our civil rights if they’re also carrying guns. But capturing cities is not really consistent with the intent of the non-trans cis men who wrote the Second Amendment.

Here’s something weird: leftist crazies can legally carry rifles in Seattle, which is insanely off to the left, but I can’t do it here in Florida, where we are constantly under attack for our “loose” firearm laws. How did that happen?

I’m allowed to carry openly in two places: my home and my business, which, sadly, is my home. It’s really one place. That’s all I get. And I can’t permit you to carry openly on my property, in case you’re wondering. Of course, I would let you do it, if you’re a friend, but that doesn’t mean you wouldn’t be committing a felony.

I saw a fascinating video by a guy in North Dakota. He calls himself Tiborasaurus Rex, if I spelled it right. Weird guy. I thought he was just another grumpy dad bod with various beefs he wanted to air, but I looked at some of his old videos, and I saw a young military-looking guy teaching viewers how to be snipers. Is it really the same guy? It’s terrible what a few years and some kids can do to you.

I’m kidding. You can’t spend your whole life living on the edge and looking like a recruiting poster. Sooner or later, you will probably find yourself wearing Crocs and driving a minivan.

This is why they always kill the girl before James Bond marries her.

Anyway, he apparently lives near a town called Dickson, which is across the state from–you guessed it–Minnesota. BLMtifa terrorists decided to send rioters to various small towns in North Dakota, perhaps because they thought they were good places to commit violent crimes and take selfies. Soft targets, they must have thought.

Oh, you didn’t hear about this on the news? Amazing!

The folks in Dickson knew they were coming, so they got out their guns and invited some bikers. When the BLMtifers showed up, they were greeted with a wall of barrels, more or less. The local mall was completely blanketed in parked Harleys. The people of Dickson must have realized that stealing TV’s was always high on the BLMtifa agenda. You can’t protest from the heart when you don’t have Ultra 4K on the wall in your mom’s basement.

According to Mr. Rex, the BLMtifers packed up and went home without damaging anything. Total buzzkill.

He says he sat at a table in a local restaurant and listened to BLMtifers planning violent crimes and thefts. He said they even planned rapes. He says they were intercepted outside a bank they intended to knock over. For the cause. Hey, lattes and American Apparel shirts aren’t free.

What he said was highly disturbing. It shows how dangerous and cruel these people are. They’re no joke. Well. They ARE a joke, but they’re still very dangerous.

What would have happened had Mr. Rex and his friends lived somewhere else? Exactly what happened somewhere else. There would have been looting, beatings, and fires. Fortunately, he and his friends had the full cooperation of the police, and with their help, they not only kept their town safe; they made a name for it so BLMtifa will be very afraid to return.

Seattle, now…that’s another story. It’s BLMtifa paradise. But it’s relatively safe because the population is mostly whites and Asians who don’t want police records to prevent them from getting jobs at the Genius Bar.

I’ll tell you what I wonder. How are small-town Floridians supposed to be safe if we get arrested when we show up to deter BLMtifa with rifles? How can we help the police if open carry is a crime? It’s illegal to carry a rifle openly, and a concealed weapons permit doesn’t cover rifles, so it’s also illegal to carry openly.

What have we learned?

1. BLMtifa now knows it can take over cities.
2. Leftists may respond to BLMtifa aggression by apologizing and asking what they can do to assist in their own destruction. This feeds back into observation 1.
3. Open carry is the immediate answer to BLMtifa threats in small towns.
4. Open carry won’t be possible in Florida unless the cops issue statements waiving arrest in exchange for help.

One city has fallen. How long will it take for the next one to surrender? Of course, you could say places like Compton, Overtown, Bedford-Stuyvesant, and Chicago’s south side already exist in a state of perennial surrender. I grant you that. But when will we see blatant, Seattle-style takeovers spread, with more violence?

I would love to be a fly on the wall, watching girls in short haircuts waving rifles telling Seattle…ites? What to do. They’ve declared their area to be a “cop-free zone.” Okay, so that means you can do anything you want there, right? Probably not, because people would be going in and taking their property back. So if the short-haired ladies are not permitting that…wait for it…aren’t they…the POLICE?

What if someone resists them? Will they shoot? Will they get out the cable ties and pepper spray? How do you restrain suspects–people accused of eating meat or whatever–without force? What if they kick you or punch you? What if they grab you by your blue mohawk, pull your head down, and rain blows on your skull? Do you just walk away? Do you knock them down and kneel on them for 9 minutes? One wonders.

There is a musical called Pippin. It’s about Charlemagne’s son. It’s not all that historically accurate, because Charlemagne’s father was named Pepin the Short, and while he did have a son named Pepin, the son who succeeded him was named Louis. But let’s go with it.

In the play, Pippin gets all soyed up and woke, and he finds his father’s harsh treatment of his subjects reprehensible. He murders him and takes over, eager to show how nice life is under an enlightened king who loves chick flicks and walks on the beach. Of course, he finds he has to be tough in order to prevent everyone from taking advantage of him. Things come to a head when he tells the leader of a besieging army he wants to begin a new day of peace, joy, hot yoga, and pointless sham recycling. The leader sends word that he agrees wholeheartedly and will depart. As soon as Pippin sends him his severed genitals.

At this point, he pulls the knife out of Charlemagne, who magically comes back to life to say, “I told you so.”

In a truly dark country with heartless, despotic rulers, change may be a good thing, but here in the US, every insurgent who gets anywhere will eventually have a Pippin moment. It’s like the first time you open your mouth and, to your horror, hear yourself say something your dad used to say.

Maybe I shouldn’t take such a lighthearted tone, but what else can I do?

Since I appear to be predicting the future successfully, appling a mystical gift known as the ability to perceive the obvious, I’ll say we should expect more takeovers with a more violent, race-tinged (i.e. hostile to whites, Jews, and Asians) flavor. If it doesn’t happen during the current wave of insanity, it will happen during the next one. I’m not sure the current one will end, though. It may be of of them “new normal” deals.

I foresee people using cyberspace to rule through mobs. We are not quite at the point where that would be a slam dunk. Maybe the bread needs to rise a little longer. Maybe America will succeed in getting the current crop of babies to take their pacifiers and nap for a bit, and we’ll see them return with more power when Skynet gets its fingers into all of us sufficiently deeply.

I could totally see Google and Facebook working to make that happen. I’m sure there are Google kids talking about it already. If I’m smart enough to see true technocracy on the horizon, people who actually work for social giants must have seen it years ago.

They saw it if they read my blog.

If you don’t know the Holy Spirit, you better introduce yourself. You’re already way late for boot camp. You can’t save yourself, and the government will either be unwilling or unable to help. You need to know someone who can surround you with favor and tell you where to move and what to do.

Ballistics Just Were not Complicated Enough

I’m finally able to carry a full-size automatic while wandering around my property. My Galco Miami Classic II holster arrived.

Until I started looking at it, I didn’t see that it was the same holster I already had for the subcompact Glock. I could just use one holster for both. They have different weights and lengths, however, and adjusting them is difficult, so I decided to have one set up for the Glock 20 and another for the Glock 29.

The Glock 20 is a far superior weapon. It holds almost 50% more ammunition, making it nearly 50% better. The added capacity is more than enough to make it much better than the smaller gun. It has the advantage of being somewhat more comfortable to hold, and it has a longer sight radius, but those things don’t mean nearly as much as 5 extra rounds per magazine.

The big drawback to the shoulder holster is that it has to be adjusted carefully in order to allow the gun to be drawn without a lot of yanking and dancing. It also requires a lot of breaking in before it can be trusted to release a weapon.

It will never compare to the $5 pocket holster I use with the subcompact. That thing lets the gun go instantly and reliably. But the shoulder holster gets things out of the way, and it holds two spare magazines. It also looks nice and could make a useful impression on potential intruders. Open carry is legal on my own land.

Now that the 29 has a Crimson Trace laser on the grip, the Miami Classic will not snap shut on it. The retention strap is obstructed by the laser. I have to decide whether the laser is really a good idea. It works beautifully, but it would require me to cut up my shoulder holster, and it bruises my thumb when I shoot more than a few rounds.

Do I really need it? The gun has night sights, and I’m not the kind of person who needs a lot of help with accuracy. It’s a nice tool, though, and what if I were in a situation where I couldn’t use my usual grip on the gun? That could happen. I might have to use my left hand or something. The laser would make it very easy to aim effectively.

I have some leatherworking skills. I could cut the holster to fit the laser without completely ruining the appearance.

I haven’t decided whether to put a Crimson Trace on the Glock 20.

I’ve been trying to figure my AR15 problem out. I’m just about sure yesterday’s terrible accuracy was not my fault, so the gun or the ammo has to be the problem.

A reader offered a helpful comment about barrel twist. A rifle barrel will turn a projectile 360° in a certain number of inches. Barrels are rated according to that number. For example, a 1:9 barrel has a one-in-nine-inch twist. Different projectiles need different twist rates. A big projectile needs a fast twist to give it a lot of spin, but a small projectile can have problems with too much spin.

What do “big” and “small” mean? I’m not sure. Traditionally, people have said heavy bullets need fast twists and light bullets need slow twists, but I’ve been reading a site that says length is what really matters. Longer bullets need more spin because they’re harder to stabilize. Heavier bullets are usually longer, so people think heavy bullets need more spin. This is the argument.

I don’t know what’s true. As a physicist, I would guess that length is what matters, because a long object will have mass far from its center of rotation, and that mass will have a large effect on rotational stability, so there has to be increased angular momentum (provided by spin) in order to fight any torques that come from that mass.

My barrel has a 1:9 twist, and the sort of bullet it’s made for is not clear. Different “experts” say different things. I saw a source that said it was fine for 55-to-68-grain bullets, but other sites disagree.

I was shooting 55-grain bullets when things went badly. I am guessing, but I don’t think a 1:9 twist is so far off it could account for shooting 5 MOA.

Of course, I am learning these things after spending money too quickly. I ordered a bunch of 40-grain cartridges for the gun days ago. After learning about twist, I was concerned that my non-returnable 40-grain bullets might have been a waste of money.

Not so. I have found out that a gun like mine with a 1:9 twist can shoot the 40-grain bullets I bought with incredible accuracy.

An old guy on Youtube bought the same ammunition and shot it through a gun with a 1:9 twist, and he shot four rounds that made holes that touched each other…at 200 yards. He had some flyers, too, but they were also extremely close to the four adjoining shots. He couldn’t figure out why cheap ammo with the wrong bullet weight worked so well for him.

If the bullets I bought won’t shoot, it won’t be because I have the wrong barrel twist.

I decided to get some 50-grain and 55-grain ammo of the same type, just to see what the story is. I won’t try smaller bullets because I read that really tiny bullets can fly apart and disappear when they spin too fast. They literally disintegrate in front of you while you shoot.

For anything up to the size of a coyote, 40-grain bullets are jim dandy, and light bullets recoil less, so I figured they were a good choice. Now I don’t know. It’s not like the maximum recoil from an AR15 is bothersome, and heavier bullets could be better for some things.

I don’t think any of these bullets are good for self-defense, because they do a subpar job of going deep into large creatures, but the gun isn’t intended for self-defense.

If I can’t get this gun to work, I will talk to the manufacturer. Maybe they’ll take a look at it and find a problem. I’m not too worried about it, because I always thought I was likely to replace the barrel. If it turns out the OEM barrel just isn’t that great, and it’s not bad enough for a warranty replacement, I’ll recrown it myself to see if I can improve the accuracy. After that, if it’s no better, I’ll get an aftermarket barrel and whatever AR15 tools I need to install it.

Sooner or later, we will see this gun shoot 1 MOA at 100 yards. That is for certain, God willing of course.

Learn from my Bad Example

God changes lives with supernatural revelation, and he has been very generous with me lately. He gave me a compound revelation this month involving my attitude.

He showed me that I need to be much more reluctant to complain. I’ve had a lot of bad experiences in cultures where people were pressured to bury their heads in the sand, and I have come to love exposing the truth, but I haven’t done a good job of separating exposure from pointless bellyaching or from reviling or ridiculing. Revealing the truth is very important, and it’s very important to do it in situations where it will destroy your popularity, but you can’t let yourself obsess on what is wrong or let it become an excuse for giving up too early.

It’s good to say, “I hear a noise coming from my front end, so I need to have my bearings checked.” It’s bad to say, “I hate this car. It’s always letting me down. Why can’t I ever have a car that works right? Other people have good cars. I can’t believe this is happening again. I’m so sick of this thing.”

You have to appreciate what you have and what happens to you.

Here is what God has shown me: you have to have what I call an immigrant/orphan/warrior attitude.

Consider immigrants who move the USA. I know many of them are curses to us. Many come filled with hostility toward us. Some perform acts of terrorism. Some expect us to mold ourselves to their toxic, backward cultures, which they themselves fled, instead of adapting themselves to our superior culture. Many come here out of pure selfishness. All those things are true, but I’m not suggesting we be like them in those ways. I’m suggesting we be like them in our appreciation of what we have.

I read an anecdote about a visitor from Russia. This person kept telling her hosts how wonderful the USSR was and how inferior America was. She could not shut up. Then there was a trip to an American supermarket in the winter. The critic looked around at the packed shelves and the fresh fruit and vegetables and started to cry.

That individual appreciated a blessing I have enjoyed every single day I’ve spent in America. I, on the other hand, feel deprived when my local store doesn’t have the exact cut of choice beef I want to buy or the right brand and variety of tomatoes for pizza.

Consider orphans. Many are hard to place, so they get stuck in orphanages for years, or they go from one foster family to another. They dream of having their own homes, with siblings and parents. The rest of us don’t feel much gratitude for situations older orphans pray for every night.

My family did me a lot of harm, but at least I had a family. My bills were paid, and we never had to live in a shelter or even an apartment. My mother was wonderful. I knew my grandparents. I knew my aunts, uncles, and cousins. Both of my parents left me inheritances. My family damaged me more than most white American families, but it also did me a great deal of good.

Think about warriors. When a warrior in a superior force goes into battle, and enemy soldiers start shooting at his position, he doesn’t say, “I am cursed. These people should have given up as soon as they saw us, but they’re trying to kill us anyway, and now I have to go through a miserable battle.” A warrior expects conflict. It’s what he trains for. He sees it as a normal obstacle he has to pass in order to get to victory.

The other day I bought a new stove. My old primitive stove was very hard to clean, and it only had 4 burners. I was reluctant to cook because it was so difficult to get the stove back in order afterward. I found a great induction cooktop at Home Depot for something like 45% off. I measured the existing stove, and while I couldn’t get at the cutout in the stone counter to measure it, I made a reasonable assumption: because appliances are standardized, a 36″ induction cooktop would fit in a cutout made for a 36″ conventional cooktop.

I got the old cooktop out, and I found that the cutout was 3/8″ too short. I had expected the switch to take about 30 minutes. Now I was looking at hiring someone or buying unfamiliar tools, making the new cuts myself, and enduring a long, messy job. I also learned that the manufacturer had not included some brackets for supporting the new stove in a stone counter. I’m talking about two small pieces of steel plus a tube of glue. Should cost about 10 bucks. In fact, these things should be included in the package with a stove that retails for $1800. I looked online, and the price for the “kit” was about $135.

I felt defeated, and that’s ridiculous. I knew it was ridiculous. I apologized to God even while I was feeling defeated. I rejected the feeling.

I said I knew the stove was going to fit. Victory was already mine. No doubt about it. I wasn’t experiencing defeat. I was just having a setback. I was blessed with an $1800 stove for which I paid about $1000, I didn’t have to use cash to get it, I got free delivery, I didn’t need help removing the old stove, I was sufficiently handy to know I was going to be able to get the cutout enlarged, I was putting it in a beautiful kitchen in a magnificent house in an extremely pleasant county in the United States of America…what possible excuse was there for feeling cursed and defeated?

I didn’t have a warrior attitude. I had a snowflake attitude. An Antifa/BLM attitude. I knew it. I hated it. I refused to continue in it. I asked God to help me.

I knew that on the other side of the work and the mess, a fantastic new stove was waiting. The new stove has a top which is a continuous sheet of glass. Cleaning it after a messy cooking session takes less than 5 minutes. It has 5 burners, one of which is gigantic, which is a nice feature. It’s much, much faster than gas, conventional, or radiant cooking. It won’t work with certain cookware, but I can get new things, and I have additional portable burners anyway. When I’m not cooking, the surface functions as temporary counter space.

God was blessing me like crazy. Feeling defeated and wronged was not just incorrect; it was offensive.

I made a terrible mess when I installed the cooktop, but a tradesman would have made the exact same mess. Instead of getting a new stove for $1800 plus maybe $500 in installation costs, I got it for $1000, no cash left my bank account, and I learned a lot.

Along the way, I found out I didn’t need the expensive tube of glue and sheet metal brackets.

The Bible promises us victory over and over. It doesn’t say we’ll never have to fight or that things will go exactly the way we want. Victory is not the same thing as lack of conflict. When we win wars decisively, we still have to fight, and we still lose people. No one with any common sense says that makes us losers.

Sometimes God has shown me what it’s like to deal with me and my bad attitude. I have been in situations where I’ve been in charge of people who were doing various things. If you have employees, or if you have hired people temporarily, you’ve been there. I have dealt with people who whined and complained. I have dealt with people who stood around conversing instead of working, while I, the one who was paying them, worked. I’ve dealt with people who were so slow and lazy, they were literally much slower than I would have been had I done things alone. I’ve experienced resentment from people I was paying. I felt I was being punished for giving them money.

When I was slaving away as an armorbearer at Miami’s Trinity Church, I worked a couple of Richie Wilkerson’s Rendezvous meetings at the Fillmore Theater on Miami Beach. People volunteered to help the armorbearers. We were there mostly to manage crowds. I had a lot of experience, and I was in a position of authority. A young black man was part of my team.

I set things up the way they were supposed to be, in cooperation with the other armorbearers. Then this young man decided he was in charge. He started moving cordons and changing the way traffic flowed. He started telling me how things were going to be set up, as though I had volunteered to work for him!

His ideas were inept and would have caused problems. I immediately moved things back, and I told him I was running the team. I said if he wanted to help us, he had to follow orders.

He got so mad, he walked off and quit. He could not understand that he we were not equals on the team. It was impossible to explain this concept, which 98% of human beings chosen at random would have understood without being told. No one on the team could figure him out.

I never interacted with him after that. I forgot his face. I don’t know what happened to him. Another young man from the same area had also volunteered, and he could not have been more helpful. He kept making sure he was doing what the team wanted him to do. He never complained. After the conference was over, we would always wave at each other in church and converse a little.

I’ve dealt with a lot of people who could not submit, honor, or appreciate. I have often shown similar attitudes toward God.

If someone is willing to pay you and advise you when he has other options, and you make him miserable, he’s going to limit what he does for you. It’s just not worth it when you have to be treated like you’re imposing. On the other hand, when people have a good attitude, it makes you grateful. It makes you want to do more for them and to be more closely involved with them.

Surely we punish God when we aren’t grateful and respectful, and surely he responds by holding back our blessings. Surely he must increase our blessings when we have better attitudes. I believe there are things I wanted which God kept from me, and now I believe he will provide those things because I will reward him instead of making him wish he had a better son to work with.

Here is something Jesus said:

A certain man had a fig tree planted in his vineyard; and he came and sought fruit thereon, and found none.

Then said he unto the dresser of his vineyard, Behold, these three years I come seeking fruit on this fig tree, and find none: cut it down; why cumbereth it the ground?

And he answering said unto him, Lord, let it alone this year also, till I shall dig about it, and dung it:

And if it bear fruit, well: and if not, then after that thou shalt cut it down.

When you’re push-starting a car, you don’t push forever. If it doesn’t start to run eventually, you quit pushing.

Every day, I need to see my blessings as though they were new. When I get in my car, I should feel as though I were driving a new car off a dealer’s lot. When I sit in my air-conditioned house, I should feel as though I had been living in a tent in insufferable heat all my life. When I eat and drink, I should feel as though I had just been rescued from a month in a lifeboat. I live in a world where billions of people don’t have the good things I have. I could easily be replaced with someone more grateful.

That’s what happened to the Jews. I’m not talking about replacement theology. They are still God’s chosen. But if you read the Bible, you will see that they got in trouble over and over for taking God’s blessings for granted, and in the end, most didn’t appreciate the greatest blessing of all: their messiah. So most of what he offered went to Gentiles. Now, of course, most Christians take God and his blessings for granted, so we’re in the same boat.

I believe this revelation is extremely powerful and that it will bring me things I couldn’t get before. I pray, and I have faith, but faith isn’t everything. How effective can faith for a result be if God knows you’re going to make him wish he had never granted your request?

I’m astounded when I look back and think of all the blessings I’ve spat on and ruined. My education is an example. I barely did anything in high school, but one of the world’s best universities sent me a letter, asking me to apply. When I was accepted and my parents paid my tuition and expenses without hesitation, I didn’t appreciate it at all. I behaved like a character from the movie Animal House. I thought the administration was my enemy. I thought drunkenness was cool. I made trouble.

I wish I could go through high school again. I went to the best school in Florida. I could have focused on math and science. I could have gone to MIT or Caltech. Even Columbia, the school that accepted me, was a top-notch STEM school.

I know I couldn’t have done much better as things were. I didn’t know God, and I truly was cursed. My family was a constant source of discouragement and pain. Things didn’t go well even when I did things right. But if I had known God and had a better attitude, I would have excelled.

I know people who were thrilled to be able to go to community college. I know people who were thrilled to go to state universities. I know people who have student loans. I had a full ride at one of the best Ivy League schools, and I resented it!

I can’t complain about mowing the yard. Most people don’t have a yard. I can’t complain about doing bookkeeping and taxes. Most people have no money to manage. It’s amazing to me that I ever complained about cleaning up after my pets. Who chose to buy them? How many people are there who would love to have two beautiful exotic birds who love them?

I have to remember that regardless of what happens while I’m here on Earth, I have victory. Under the worst circumstances imaginable, which are nothing like my actual circumstances, I would still be saved when I died. The rejection and problems I face here are like the heckling and reviling Cubans used to experience when they chose to move to America. People would spit on them and call them worms. The speed bumps I deal with are temporary and unimportant, and they precede blessings that will make me forget them.

I think my new outlook will improve my life tremendously, so I want to tell other people who make the same mistakes I did. I hope someone else can make the change earlier and have a better life than the one I’ve had.

Spiritual Blindness Pushed America to Communal Suicide

I am not doing a great job of avoiding reading the news. I’m doing a lot better than I was a week or two back, but I need to be more determined. I’m still reading a few things here and there.

Some of my friends are not helpful. They contact me with political messages, and they tell me about things that have happened in the outside world. Outside of my farm, I mean.

One of my friends told me there were cities where antichristians were striving to defund police forces. It sounded disgraceful, but I didn’t think it would amount to anything. Leftism is all about posing and pretending. I thought it was just antichristian leftists huffing and puffing for Facebook and Instagram, and I didn’t think there was any possibility that it would go anywhere.

Today, sadly, I read that it’s a very serious movement with considerable support.

What can I say about that? Imagine life near a city without police. Do I have to explain what a bad idea that is? It’s like trying to make people understand that setting themselves on fire is stupid. If it’s not obvious to you already, there is no way to make you understand it.

I didn’t understand how far gone Minnesota was. Americans tend to think of midwesterners as solid people with conservative morals, but that’s apparently far from the truth.

The friend who shared the story said he hoped the police would be defunded. He was strongly in favor of it. He wanted people to find out what life without police was like.

I marvel at the poor judgment of those who want cities without police, but I don’t want to see them get what they want. Essentially, they’re in favor of taking a problem normally found only in certain minority ghettos and extending it to entire counties. In ghettos, people can get away with murder and other violent crimes, not to mention property crimes, because the residents refuse to cooperate with the police and because the police are reluctant to respond in the first place. As a result, ghettos are full of bullies who get their way every day. This is what the defunders want for their cities, except it will be worse, because the police won’t exist at all.

What would happen in a city with no police? Would the governor bulk up the state police and send them to take over? Would the National Guard take over? I don’t even know if these things could be done legally.

It’s obvious that gangs would fill the vacuum. There is no point in pretending it’s debatable. They would exert much more power in cities, and they would do as much as they could to take over affluent suburbs. That’s what gangs do.

I got up this morning and started looking at homes in Tennessee. Florida is going to be a blue state soon, and even though I live in the reddest county in the state, the thought of having leftists take my firearms, plunder the wealth I need for my old age, and force me into a lifestyle in which I am on trial every day simply for being a white male Christian is too much. I don’t think I could stand it.

I don’t know a single person in Tennessee, unless you count an uncle who is about as close to me as you are. I can’t tell the good places from the bad. If God doesn’t guide me, I could end up in a place where I couldn’t be happy. I love northern Florida. I love my house and my farm. I love the people. But if I stay here, I’ll just be waiting for the waters to rise and drown me. When it happens, I’ll have to say I was warned.

I always feel frustrated when I think of friends and relatives who live in godless areas. I warn them about the future, but I don’t think many of them take me seriously. As long as things are tolerable this week, they think the places where they live are acceptable. They don’t really believe antichristians are going to take over and torment them. They’re inviting disaster for themselves and their children, and I believe stubbornness is the reason.

How can I criticize people who won’t listen, if I won’t listen?

For years, I’ve been saying America was going to collapse and be taken over by antichristians, but it’s still shocking to see it happen. It’s shocking that we could be so stupid. How can anyone take white privilege seriously and view it as a valid reason to persecute and censor? How can anyone think it makes sense to burn his own neighborhood? How can anyone be enraged to the point of murder by a handful of police-on-black homicides while feeling virtually nothing about the thousands of black-on-black murders which are committed every year? How can people not see how wrong they are?

If black lives matter, why aren’t the rioters enraged by the fact that people in their ranks have murdered multiple black people during the riots? How is killing innocent black people a valid form of pro-black protest?

How can so many people who are not black or Hispanic participate so zealously in their own slander and destruction? The rioters can’t be won over or placated. They’re not interested in peace or justice. They just want to hurt the rest of us. Kissing up to them doesn’t work. They’re attacking liberals all over the country, including journalists they know to be with sympathetic outlets.

They’re not mistaking their allies for enemies. They just don’t care. The riots aren’t about justice or logic. They’re driven by racism and envy. If you’re not black or Hispanic, or if you’re successful, they want to take what you have, hurt you physically, humiliate you, and kill you.

The Bible says God gives persistent sinners over to sin. He stops trying to talk them out of it. When he stops talking to them, they develop a type of insanity, believing good is evil and evil is good. How true that is.

It’s terrible to see the truth die in America. Human beings can’t be saved without the truth that comes from God. There is no other way to be helped. Without God’s truth, we go to hell, plain and simple, and hell grows inside us while we live, preparing us for the destination where we fit in so well.

If I leave and go to a safer place, it won’t mean I’ve located a haven where the antichristians will never rule. They’ll take Tennessee over, too. They’ll take over the entire world eventually. I think God is just telling me to move so I’ll have more years of peace and victory. With any luck, I’ll be dead before the fleas and leeches show up on my doorstep with authority from the government.

How will I move all my things? It would take a month just to box things up. Should I have a sale and go with very little? I don’t think so. I believe God has a purpose in my tools and firearms and so on. I don’t have much furniture, so that won’t be a big problem. I would call the Salvation Army to get my mother’s remaining bedroom furniture and my dad’s coffee tables. I don’t like those things anyway.

I thought God might provide a wife by now, but that has not happened. Not even close. Moving by myself would be difficult. On the other hand, I moved once with no help while caring for a dementia patient, so maybe I’m concerned about nothing.

I wish the world would change, but it never will. Fitting in is an impossibility and not to be desired.

I may have 30 more years left. Argh. Experiencing old age on this deteriorating planet is not something I look forward to. It’s daunting to think there is so much time left in my tour of duty. God has kept me safe, comfortable, and prosperous, though, and I assume he will continue to do so. Surely I will have a purpose that will make staying in this place worth it. I don’t have a choice, so I have to make the best of things.

Choose a Side While You Can

Generally, I don’t blog until after breakfast, but today I felt I should go straight to the keyboard, and I don’t feel like eating.

Sometimes God gives me words and phrases. There have been several occasions on which I felt God was telling me something about the future, and I turned out to be wrong, but as far as I can recall, the phrases I have heard have proven legitimate.

Last night I heard this: “AFTERBIRTH…AFTERBIRTH…AFTERBIRTH…AFTERBIRTH.” I heard the word many times.

There are only two races on earth: the childen of Satan and the children of God. The children of God will go on to live forever in love, peace, and invulnerability. The children of Satan will be discarded and burned, forgotten and unable to communicate with us in any way, because they have chosen to be afterbirth.

The earth is like God’s womb. It’s where he reproduces. Until God inseminates us with his Spirit, human beings are like unfertilized eggs. Those who are not inseminated or who don’t go to term are like miscarriages, afterbirth, and eggs that wash out with menstrual fluid. They are just by-products of reproduction.

All over America, we are seeing people who have chosen to become afterbirth, abusing others in our streets.

When we look at the news, we see higher-placed people who are also afterbirth, glorifying their own kind. The riots aren’t about police brutality or improving the lives of blacks and Hispanics. They’re about hatred for everyone else and a total lack of Holy Spirit guidance. They show how people act when they have no fathers to correct them. Many have no earthly fathers, and they certainly have no heavenly father. The children of God are growing. The others rot as though they had already died.

You have to step back from the fray and set your course for heaven. You’re not going to be here long, and the things you care about down here are generally worthless and often toxic. You have to set aside things like race and promotion. You should be headed for a place where real, lasting rewards have been prepared for you. If you knew you were about to be released from prison, would you care which pedophile or bomber got your bunk or your seat in the cafeteria?

What was done to George Floyd was very bad. The riots are much worse. What’s worse than the rioting is the response coming from many Americans: approval and encouragement. The response ensures that the bad behavior will increase. It also shows that Americans are willingly blind and deaf. They have given themselves over to idiocy, even though they know better. Thousands of years of building up morals and standards are being nullified. We are putting the wealth of our ancestors in piles, burning it, and dancing in celebration as though we had done something wonderful.

The insanity is obvious to anyone who isn’t supernaturally blinded. It’s a major disaster if one black man is harmed by the police, but it’s progress when numerous black people are killed and hurt by rioters or shot legally by police while rioting. That’s the attitude many Americans are taking, and it’s so irrational, there is no way to counter it with reason.

When your mind and heart are so closed to reason there is no point in communicating with you, you become like the people who were killed in the flood and the burning of Sodom. A point comes when the appropriate thing is to shut you out, replace you, and let you do what you want, even though it will ruin your earthly life and end with you burning forever in the fire of God’s anger.

Expect to lose people you think are on your side. I do. I think I might have lost my friend Travis had he lived to see this crisis, regardless of what I had done for him or how many prayer sessions we had shared. I may lose other black friends even if I support police reform. Jesus said we would be betrayed by those close to us. It’s a time of sifting. The test won’t select for people who have been nice to you or who go to church. It will save only those whom God has chosen and who are truly willing to hear the Holy Spirit. We will all be surprised to see who makes it and who doesn’t. People you are sure are solid will turn on you, and people you expected to fall will stay by your side.

I don’t feel depression. Maybe I sound depressed, but I’m not. I feel grief and dread. I feel grief for the hundreds of millions of people who are discarding themselves. It’s like watching people drown from a long distance. I can’t do anything for them, and I have to accept my own safety. I dread what’s in store for them. As for me, I expect joy, success, abundance, healing, love, and deliverance.

Call it holy privilege. All inheritance is privilege.

I have the feeling you get during the hours before a hurricane hits. If you’ve felt it, you know what I mean. I sense a stillness I know is temporary.

I’ve been praying for God to save anyone who can listen. I’ve been praying for him to expose what’s really happening, and to give victory to those who tell the truth. That’s all I can do.

It’s remarkable that so few people are pointing out that rioting is the wrong solution. Imagine how different things had been had we taken the sort of path intelligent adults who are not insane ordinarily take. There would be prayer meetings all over the nation, without segregation. There would be protests that truly were peaceful. America would be much more united. The movement would be huge. It would be successful, and there would be no backlash later. Instead, one part of the population is tormenting the rest of us for the sheer animal joy of causing us pain and destroying things other people built, and there is no way we can join them without being defiled.

What we are seeing is coercion, not persuasion. It’s happening on a national scale, and it’s happening on a small scale.

My friend Mike has a son who is a professional musician. He married a young woman who is half black. She was raised by white people in an area where she knew very few blacks. Now she’s all about white privilege, and she feels entitled to tell Mike what to think and do. She and her husband, whom Mike helps out financially, are telling Mike that if he doesn’t use his social media presence to support the rioters, they may not want their children, when they have them, to be exposed to him.

Mike’s brother was beaten by police, and he was paralyzed on one side. He died young, and according to Mike, the beating shortened his life. Mike is not in favor of police brutality. He’s just smart enough and sufficiently moral to object to rioting, gaslighting, and manipulation. He’s on the right side of the issue, but even if he were wrong, he should not have to put up with this display of gall, entitlement, and disrespect.

Mike is a Spirit-baptized Christian who prays in tongues. His son and daughter-in-law, who want to control him, are not. They’re leftists.

Mike has done nothing to invite this mistreatment. He’s a very warm person. He’s outgoing. He’s always counseling his friends and trying to help them. He was a great father. He sacrificed a lot for his sons after his wife abandoned them. He still does things like paying to fix his son’s brakes, even when his wife won’t let Mike do the work himself and insists on spending much more money having a repair shop do the same thing.

This kind of abuse is happening all over America. The stench of the ugliness must be filling God’s nostrils. He won’t subject us to it forever.

Obviously, we have to keep serving God and helping anyone who can be saved, but we have to be ready to lose most of the population of Earth. Every one of us will have to choose a side. A lot of people you know are going to go to hell, no matter what you do. You can’t let your devotion to individuals drag you down to eternal agony.

I got that written. Now I intend to enjoy the beautiful day God has given me in spite of myself.

Are we Done?

It’s surprising how hard it is to find a simple timeline of the end times, including the rapture. I am Googling today, and I haven’t found it yet.

The rapture is a real event. It has been foreshadowed clearly more than once. Noah and his family were lifted up above those who hated God. Lot was drawn out of Sodom before it was destroyed. Moses and the Hebrews were protected from the plagues of Egypt, and they were moved to a place of safety while their enemies drowned behind them. God does similar things over and over, and he expects us to notice and understand that there is a pattern he follows.

The Lord and his prophets gave us information so we would have a general idea when to expect the rapture. Certain events have to occur first. I’m trying to find out what those events were. The world is descending rapidly into unprecedented turmoil, and it seems to me, for various reasons, that it will be unsustainable. It won’t be like past challenges that left mankind standing. Because things are going so badly, and for other reasons, I’m wondering if the rapture is closer than we thought.

The end of the current age will lead into the tribulation, which will be a time of terrible suffering on earth. It will be as though the upper boundary of hell had been raised above the surface of the earth. Christians who are really on board with the Holy Spirit won’t be here to see it. Like Noah’s family, we will be extracted in advance.

Unfortunately, we will still suffer, because Jesus made it plain that we would be here long enough to experience terrible persecution. We will be murdered and imprisoned. We will be hated. We already see these things happening. It’s nothing new in the Muslim world, and it’s spreading to the US. We’re not being murdered for our faith very often, but we are being driven out of jobs and we are facing increased ostracism and reviling. Anti-Christian sentiment is now mainstream.

Powerful Christians suffer less. I can tell you that right now. I’ve seen it. God puts bubbles around people he has chosen. Weak Christians have less help and protection. They don’t listen, and their prayer lives are not good. They leave doors open.

My understanding of the way things work is that even a powerful Christian may be martyred, but that such a person’s suffering will ordinarily come toward the end of his life, over a relatively brief period. I don’t believe strong Christians can live in defeat for decades on end. It’s not consistent with God’s promises.

Paul suffered a lot, but he seems to have been an unusual case, and my feeling about Paul is that he didn’t always do the right thing. He appears to have been an angry, argumentative person, and he may have gotten ahead of the Holy Spirit and exposed himself to danger unnecessarily from time to time. We know he had a problem with pride, because he said God allowed him to have a thorn in his flesh to prevent him from being overly exalted.

We tend to think of great Biblical figures as perfect role models, but that’s not true. They were flawed.

The Bible says “the son of perdition” must be revealed before the rapture. Does that mean we can’t go until a single identifiable person becomes famous as the Antichrist?

Maybe not.

First of all, even if there is a single man who will be called the Antichrist, he’s just part of a bigger entity. Satan has a body of people who are controlled through their flesh because they aren’t Spirit-led. Satan, who is the real Beast, speaks and acts through this body. The voice of the mobs we are seeing now is the voice of the Beast, even though we don’t know of one man who can conclusively be called the Antichrist.

Second, the Bible says the son of perdition will be “revealed.” Does that mean we have to know the name and face of one person? God has shown me that the Beast is here, in the mob movement. Doesn’t that mean the son of perdition has been revealed? I got it by revelation. Revelation is what happens when something is revealed.

It’s interesting that Paul used the term “son of perdition,” because Judas was called “the son of perdition” in John 17:12.

Judas was a disciple. He probably believed Jesus was God. A lot of Christians think the Antichrist will be a Muslim or some kind of sorcerer, but the term “antichrist” actually comes from the discussion of Christians who turned against God because they didn’t listen to the Holy Spirit. The Bible talks of antichrists who “went out from us.”

Some people believe Judas did not want Jesus to be killed. They think he tried to manipulate him into overthrowing the Romans and defeating their puppets in the temple. The idea is that if Jesus were in trouble, he would have to use his power to crush the people who were against him. This may well be true.

God showed me that his human enemies don’t promote evil while calling it evil. They call it good. I use the term “alternative righteousness” to describe it. They claim they’re doing good when they promote homosexuality or they burn cities or martyr Christians for Islam.

Christians are supposed to do what the Holy Spirit tells them, and they are supposed to rely on God’s power. Instead, most of us strive in our flesh, doing what we wrongly think is right. We exalt ourselves. We brag about how hard we work for God and how much we suffer for him. We feel that our accomplishments, which are worthless, are our own, and that we should be admired. We rely on natural tools instead of supernatural power.

Jesus had a plan, and that plan was to be crucified in order to crush Satan. The Holy Spirit gave him this plan. Judas didn’t care about the Holy Spirit. He was a natural man, like a pope or a rabbi. It may well be that by betraying Jesus, he wanted to force him to advance the Judas plan. Get rid of the Romans, get rid of the priests, put the Jews back on top, and make Judas a wealthy and powerful ruler.

It would certainly explain why a man who knew Jesus was powerful would sell him to the priests.

Most Christians rely on natural tools, and they try to advance their own plans, so they are children of perdition and antichrists. Many, many of the rioters who are abusing us now identify strongly as Christians.

If the mob is part of the body of the Beast, and at least one Christian is saying so publicly, hasn’t the man of perdition been revealed?

In the Bible, “man” doesn’t necessarily mean one person. Paul used the term to describe the entire body of Christ. Look at Ephesians.

For he is our peace, who hath made both one, and hath broken down the middle wall of partition between us;
Having abolished in his flesh the enmity, even the law of commandments contained in ordinances; for to make in himself of twain one new man, so making peace;
And that he might reconcile both unto God in one body by the cross, having slain the enmity thereby:
And came and preached peace to you which were afar off, and to them that were nigh.

“In himself” appears to mean “in the body of Christ,” or, to state the same thing another way, “in the group of people who are led by the Holy Spirit.”

If the Christ is one man and many people, how can the Antichrist not be one man and many people?

There is always symmetry in the supernatural.

Smug Christians like to sneer and say, “People have always said the end is near.” They’re not good at math or analyzing current trends. They’re asleep because they like to sleep. There are nearly 8 billion human beings now. The earth has a limited capacity, and we are filling it up. That has never happened before. Technology is destroying free will, and that has never been possible until now. Without free will, there is no reason for the current age to continue. Free will is essential in order for God’s work of separating the righteous from the wicked to continue.

I keep having the feeling that what I do in the natural doesn’t matter now. I keep feeling that I don’t have to take care of my earthly responsibilities because something is going to happen to make them unimportant. If you knew your house were going to burn down, you wouldn’t paint the kitchen or fix the roof. I keep wondering if the end, or at least my own end, is very close.

The mobs are divided. We have a violent, murderous mob on the left, and we have a carnal, civilized mob playing defense on the right. One mob behaves like a pack of animals, hurting even those who make it clear they side with them. The other mob thinks hard work, AR15’s, and voter turnout will save them. Neither mob hears from the Holy Spirit, who always brings agreement between those who listen to him. The Holy Spirit is the one who creates one new man.

People identify with colors, parties, and nations. We are supposed to identify with the body of Christ. We divide ourselves in accordance with trivial distinctions, and we don’t seek the only unity that works.

Patriotism has some usefulness, but I can’t see myself primarily as an American. I can’t think of myself as someone who has obligations to the white race, either. I can’t have conflicts. God has to be number one. Not many people feel this way. Right now in America, most black people are taught that their earthly race has to be the most important, most controlling thing in their lives, and that they have to believe what their leftist leaders tell them. Blacks are just like Jews. They have no freedom of thought or allegiance.

I’m not black or Jewish. I can belong to any political party I choose. I can believe Jesus is the Messiah without having my family and friends tell me I’m a Nazi. I can associate with most gentiles without worrying that I’ll be reviled for thinking for myself. If I were black or Jewish, I wouldn’t have any of this freedom. Blacks and Jews live in straitjackets, and so do many Hispanics.

Non-black, non-Hispanic gentiles have much more freedom than anyone else, but it isn’t helpful if we align ourselves primarily with anything other than the body of Christ.

Jesus said the end times would be marked by betrayal. How can our friends betray us if Christians aren’t vulnerable to delusion? If our enemies are against us, it’s not betrayal. It has to be people we loved and trusted. It has to mean weak Christians. I wonder how many black friends I’ll lose. I’ve already lost family members, and I have certainly been betrayed by preachers and the cult members who follow them.

All of us have to be ready to put the body of Christ before loved ones. You have to be prepared to drop people so they won’t pull you down and drown you.

I feel grief for America. I’m not unhappy, but I feel cut off from my country. Should I call it my former country? I feel separated from the people who will not make it in the rapture. There is nothing I can do for them except talk and pray. In the end, they have to save themselves by giving in. I can’t force that, and God won’t.

I am concerned that the grief I feel may actually be the grief of the Holy Spirit, warning me about the future. If so, then it’s well-founded, and things are worse than I thought.

Is there any way the rapture could be far off? Our population’s growth would have to stop. There could be a real plague, unlike coronavirus, but it seems improbable. We are very good at dealing with infectious diseases now, even when we can’t cure them. We might develop strict laws regarding who gets to reproduce. Forced abortion might make a move from China to the rest of the globe.

What about technology? Can we slow down the destruction of free will and privacy? I think this is impossible. Technology never goes backward. It’s like a fatal viral disease. Once you’ve got it, you can’t get rid of it or make it stop progressing.

Things aren’t proceeding linearly. They’re getting worse exponentially. Our decline is accelerating. It’s not a steady thing. How much faster will it be moving in a year?

Part of me hopes the rapture will come ASAP. The world is looking more and more like a dish of moldy food with a few bits that can still be cut out and eaten. Participating it is becoming very unrewarding. It would be nice to move on to something better. But the rapture will be followed by horrible suffering, and people I know will be here to feel it. The Bible says receiving salvation during the tribulation will be a terrible experience. It would be nicer for those who are not ready if they had more time under the current rules.

Let’s see where we are a month from now. If our cities still look like Mogadishu, it may be a sign that the end is very close.

Cursed Nation Consumes Itself

One of the interesting things about America’s sudden assumption of a kneeling position is that America is not being murdered. It’s committing suicide.

Rioters are doing tremendous damage all over the US, over the death of one black man, and in the process, a number of black people have been killed and many have been hurt. No one is protesting the deaths of the rioters’ victims, which is a little odd.

While all this is going on, many white Americans are enjoying the entertainment. Most of us live in areas that are somewhat safer (for the moment) than the places where rioting is taking place. Many white leftists are getting in their Priuses and joining the rioters. One could reasonably term them “riot tourists.” They go to the riots and hang out long enough to take selfies and post virtue signals on Twitter, and then they go home and sleep in relative safety.

Some white people are posting messages online, saying they support the property damage as long as it leads to “change.” They remind me of liberal Israelis who insist on ceding territory to enemies who have made it very clear they will accept nothing less than the removal of all Jews from Israel.

People are sharing a Twitter video of a young white leftist who supports the rioters. In case the video doesn’t work or stops working later, I’ll tell you what happens. The young man is on an upper floor in an apartment building. He watches the rioters from his windows. For some reason, he feels safe. He gives the rioters a thumbs-up and shouts his support. Then a hard object comes through one window and into his living room. While he reacts in shock and anger, a second window is taken out.

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This is turning out to be a recurring theme. An ESPN writer named Chris Martin Palmer posted a number of tweets supporting the rioters, including one that supported the burning of low-income housing which would have housed black people. Then rioters invaded his sister’s gated community, and he called them animals and tweeted that they should go back where they lived. Then he deleted his angry tweet and went back to posting supportive messages.

It is commonly said that a conservative is a liberal who has been mugged, but what can you do to help someone who gets mugged, sees the light for a brief moment, and then drives the lesson out of his mind and lies about it?

The Bible says this: “A reproof entereth more into a wise man than an hundred stripes into a fool.” I’m not God, but I say this: hell isn’t full of sinners; it’s full of people who don’t listen.

It’s telling that he told them to go back where they lived. He was all about rioting as long as it only wrecked black neighborhoods. When it threatened non-blacks, he felt as though lions had escaped from the zoo. They were fine as entertainment, confined in areas far from him and his property, but he didn’t want them in his backyard. In his mind, rioting is only okay in poor neighborhoods.

Here’s something many Americans don’t understand: many leftists don’t see the rioting as a deplorable disaster; they see it as a dream come true.

Leftists love rioting and destruction, and it’s not a new thing. They’ve been this way for as long as I can remember. Leftists love a chance to participate in a riot, and they love bragging about rioting after the fact. Leftist males actually use riot stories to get women into bed. Women tend to be much more leftist than men, and college boys who want sex know it.

I went to Columbia College at Columbia University. I was there for three years, and then I dropped out. Columbia had been the scene of riots. By the time I showed up, the riots were over a decade in the past.

Students during my time there talked wistfully about the riots. It was as though they had missed something really important, like watching Jesus preach in person. Many wished they could have been there. Instructors bragged about their riot-era experiences. It makes a certain amount of sense for kids to have stupid desires, but it’s peculiar for a person with two college degrees at one of America’s top 5 universities to support violence and malice.

During the riots, many students picked a side. There were two groups: Jocks and Pukes. The Jocks were relatively conservative, and they disapproved of the rioting. The Pukes were like the kids who cheer Antifa today. They didn’t reject the term “Pukes.” They embraced it.

The riot nostalgia I saw at Columbia wasn’t an aberration. It’s completely normal. Today in America, many, many whites and Asians are rooting for lawless, mindless people who want to beat, rape, and kill them.

It doesn’t help that modern Americans see nearly every important event on a screen. We feel isolated from events we see. We think we’re safe when we’re not. It’s as if the riots were taking place in movie studios and we can go watch filming for short periods and then run home to drink lattes.

Of course, the cops and National Guard soldiers can’t run home, and running home doesn’t help if your home is in a riot area.

What’s sadder than our suicidal attitude? The fact that we attribute it to the wrong causes and offer the wrong solutions.

Delusion is supernatural. It comes on people when they reject the Holy Spirit. Notice I didn’t say “God.” I mean the Holy Spirit, specifically. He is the one who communicates on God’s behalf. He tells you what’s true and good and what isn’t. Many people who call themselves Christians can’t hear him. Many aren’t really Christians at all. Many who are Christians haven’t been baptized with the Holy Spirit. Many who have been baptized with the Holy Spirit don’t pray in tongues daily. If you’re not praying in tongues, you’re operating in the dark. Lying spirits talk to you all day, and you rarely hear the other side.

America turned from God, and even Christians who claim to serve God rejected the Holy Spirit. We kicked down our own walls and shut off God’s protection. Now we believe lies and hate the truth. We don’t need to be invaded by the Russians or the Chinese. We are destroying our own country.

Here’s something that always happens to people who don’t communicate with God: individuals who are filthy and base receive the ability to dominate them. It’s a form of humiliation. People who are supposed to be priests and kings are knocked off their pedestals, and they find themselves exposed and degraded. They serve hateful people who used to run from them.

You can see this dynamic at work in many Bible stories. Consider Samson. He had nothing but contempt for the Philistines, but he chose fornication and association with idolaters, and one day he woke up and found that people he used to brush aside like flies were able to handle him like a kitten. They cut his eyes out and made him a slave.

When Israel and Judah served God, things went well, but when they turned away, God put the Philistines (Palestinians) over them. He put the Babylonians, Persians, Greeks, Romans, and British over them. Jerusalem was sacked because of Jewish rebellion. Samson served to warn the Jews what would happen to them, and he was also a warning to us, but they didn’t listen, and neither have we.

It’s no coincidence that very low people are intimidating America right now. It’s not sufficiently humiliating to be conquered by another country. We have invited domination by people we can’t begin to respect.

Conservatives are saying we need to vote for Republicans, buy guns, and so on. These things won’t help much. America is cursed, and you can’t counter a curse with carnal actions. You have to pray and repent. You have to give your life to God. When you do these things, he puts you back on top.

Many people on the left are glorifying the hordes who are burning and stealing, and they believe angry protests are the answer to what they perceive to be America’s problems. Conservatives are saying we need to swing right. Where is the only sane response? Where are the people who stand up for prayer and repentance?

Why is it that America’s first response was to riot, and the first counter-response was to call for political solutions and arms? In a Christian country, both sides would have gone to God first. When Jonah preached to the Ninevites, the king proclaimed a fast, and Nineveh was spared. We’re not that smart, even though most of us are supposed to be Christians.

Most conservatives don’t really believe in prayer or God’s help. If they did, they would stop promoting carnal solutions. When you use carnal solutions to fight a curse from God, you’re taking a nerf rifle to a gunfight.

Satan doesn’t have to fight us directly. He just has to get us to do his fighting for him. He has succeeded. We are destroying our own country, and he is sitting back doing nothing.

The supernatural is the foundation of the natural, and we are piling bricks on a rotten foundation without trying to stabilize it. As a result, our nation has a terminal autoimmune disorder.

Is there any point in bringing up the fact that rioting is the opposite of social distancing? Liberal mask-shamers were raging all over the US before the riots. Now they don’t make a peep. Actually, they’re probably still screaming at whites and Asians in relatively safe zones.

Guess I’ll let that topic rest.

Psalm 37:19

Today I talked to my friend Tina about a dream she had.

She found herself at a beautiful house. Outside, the sky was richly colored in shades of blue and pink that resembled cotton candy. The house was situated in an a mountainous area. She didn’t need a key to get inside the house. Once she entered, she saw beautiful furniture, just as she would have wanted it.

She said she hadn’t earned any of it. Someone had prepared it for her as a gift.

This weekend, a couple of friends I call Abe and Sarah on my blog visited with their family, and they told me how wonderful the coronavirus weeks had been to them. They were able to work and make money the whole time. They got stimulus money. They paid off their vehicles. They gained weight. They had peace. They lacked nothing.

Tina told me her experience had been very similar. She lost her job at the beginning of the lockdown, and she had to take a job that paid less. Things worked out so she did better financially with the new job. All her bills were paid on time. She was able to save money. She felt peace. She felt God was looking out for her.

My friends and I have been sheltered and pampered while many other people have contended with lack and fear.

How does the dream connect with the protection and provision God gave Tina?

She thought it might be a vision of heaven. I suppose that could be true. It may mean something else, though. It may be God’s way of showing her he will keep protecting and providing, in excellent style.

It may mean God will move her physically to protect her from the turmoil that’s coming to areas where the ungodly live in large numbers or are able to visit without much effort.

I believe hills and mountains usually represent barriers in the Bible. Strongholds. Maybe the hills in the dream are God’s barriers to Tina’s enemies.

We talked about our mutual friend Travis who died on Mother’s Day. We speculated on why he had not been healed.

Today is Travis’s 30th birthday.

I’m beginning to think God was not willing to leave him here for the George Floyd riots. Travis had some problems with anger in the area of race relations, and as of the time he was shot, he had not been able to let it go completely. He thought Colin Kaepernick was a hero, and sometimes he sounded off on social media for the benefit of his Facebook friends. To be completely honest, it was a little bit hypocritical. The Facebook Travis and the private Travis were different. He hadn’t gotten over his desire to be accepted and admired as a champion of the black race.

Privately, Travis Quinn supported Donald Trump very strongly. He once texted me out of the blue to say, “Trump must be reelected.” He always felt he had to qualify things he said about Trump. He would lay out his criticisms and then say, “but…”

It may well be that had Travis lived, he would have been drawn into the hatred we are seeing from rioters all across the country. Satan attacks people through the doors they haven’t closed yet, and Travis was vulnerable in the area of race.

We don’t know how things are going to pan out. It may be that events black and far-left activists will find infuriating are just over the horizon. Maybe things will happen that will motivate people who are presently calm to become radicalized. Maybe Travis would not have been able to resist this temptation, and maybe he would have cut me off.

I suppose a major provocation has to happen eventually. We know the Beast’s hordes will be more murderous than they are now, and in order for that to happen, there have to be excuses. Things have to happen to set them off.

Maybe President Trump will do something that will flood their emotions.

Some Jews believe Enoch never sinned and that God removed him from the earth because he knew that he would sin if he stayed longer.

If Travis is gone because of his weakness for identifying with an earthly race instead of the family of God, it doesn’t answer the biggest question I have about his death. I still don’t know why I thought God said he would be healed. I will have to wait for the answer.

You have to be a hundred percent behind God. Jesus said you can’t wait because you have to bury your father or because you want to say goodbye to your family. You have to get up and go, without looking back. This racial mess is going to cause a lot of weak people to take their hands off the plow.

BLM Invades Paradise

I have been to my first Black Lives Matter protest.

I drove to Ocala today to get some shelves and to see if it was true that there was a protest. Things looked normal until I reached a certain point on State Road 200, which is the city’s main artery. I saw flashing lights, and traffic slowed down. Then I saw police vehicles parked in the street. Then I saw the marchers. Then I heard the screaming.

I would guess there were 400 marchers, and that’s a large number for a small conservative town. There were a few white marchers, but the vast majority were black. They were marching down the center of the road.

It was a peaceful protest, but “peaceful” is a deceptive term. It just means I saw no vandalism or violence. It doesn’t mean “peaceful” in the usual sense of the term. If people were sitting at your dinner table yelling at the top of their lungs with angry expressions on their faces, you wouldn’t say you were having a peaceful evening.

I heard a lot of cars honking. I thought it was coming from people who were angry at the protesters, but then I saw signs saying people should honk in support.

I got stuck in a group of cars that were moving very slowly. Part of the time, this made sense, because there were pedestrians ahead, and the cops were directing traffic. When the pedestrians were no longer in the way and the cops had moved, traffic still moved slowly. Why? Then I looked into the cars around me. Many were being driven by blacks and Hispanics. Some were holding smartphones to film the marchers.

Here is what a cynical person would say: the organizers knew they wouldn’t get a lot of support in Marion County, so they had some of the protesters drive instead of walking. They were instructed to move slowly and obstruct traffic, and to blow their horns to make the march seem more popular.

Call me a cynic.

This is the most conservative county in Florida. You can’t be elected dogcatcher here if you’re not a Republican. Trump signs are everywhere. Yet most drivers support BLM? No.

I saw some people who had come out of businesses, waving in support. That surprised me. Then I looked closer and realized that the ones who appeared white at first actually had olive skin and black hair.

Some marchers had signs advertising the Bridges Project. When I got home, I looked it up. It’s an organization which says its mission is to help blacks and whites get along. Oddly, nearly all of the officers are white. Their site brags that they got Confederate flags removed from certain places.

I do not have any Confederate flags. I had a couple of items with Confederate flags on them, and they had a lot of sentimental value to me, but I got rid of them many years ago, thinking it might be considered tasteless to appear to support the Confederacy. Nonetheless, I take a dim view of the sudden, manufactured flag hysteria that materialized out of nowhere a few years back. One year, no one cared, and the next year, you could literally have a problem for owning Dukes of Hazzard memorabilia. There were a lot of black people who wore Confederate flags because they saw it as a way of celebrating their Southern culture, but even they had to get rid of them.

I am not favorably impressed by any organization that bought into and fed the hysteria, and anyone who wants to have a Confederate tag on his car or a flag on his hat should be allowed to do so without being accused of racism. It’s possible, and healthy, for the meaning of a symbol to change.

I started thinking about what I was seeing at the protest, and I asked God to tell me what to conclude.

First, police brutality is real, and bad, and more likely to be a problem for you if you’re black.

Second, it’s important to fight injustice. Protesting is a legitimate way of doing that.

Those things are obvious.

Here’s where it gets complex. What if you’re fighting a problem we can’t do much more to fix, and in doing so, you do a lot of damage to your country?

We are not going to get rid of police brutality, because this is a very big country, we have thousands and thousands of cops, and we do not have an extremely effective way to screen or control them. We have tools that are limited in their effect. The job attracts bullies, and it always will, and they will never stop getting past the barriers.

The police will continue to murder people occasionally, and some of those people–the minority, if you check the facts–will not be white. These killings will sometimes make the news. It’s not going to stop, even if BLM gets everything it wants. This is undeniable. Instead of reacting to every killing as though it were utterly intolerable to go one more day without a magical cure, we should be asking ourselves what level of damage we have to accept.

We hate traffic deaths, but we don’t consider 40,000 per year to be indicative of a protest requiring street protests. We hate murders committed by civilians, but we aren’t out in the streets over the 16,000 or so that take place every year. More than half of those murders are committed by black people, according to the FBI, and black murderers generally kill other black people, but we don’t see a lot of marchers or signs. Abortion is murder, but there are very few protests over the million or so babies we rip apart every year.

Sometimes we accept the fact that we can’t do much better than we already are without consequences that make the cure worse than the problem.

Putting an end to police murders is not something that can be done abruptly. I can tell you with great assurance that very few protesters are aware of this or would try to understand it if you told them. They want a quick fix. In reality, the best we can do is to improve things incrementally as we come up with new strategies. That takes time, and it will never get us to the zero-murder point.

There isn’t that much that can be done in a hurry, but the protest movement can do a lot of harm. For one thing, it stimulates anti-white racism, which is a huge problem in America. There are many places whites simply cannot go. It’s known. It’s accepted. We don’t need to see the problem exacerbated.

The movement also fuels leftist political campaigns, and leftism is evil. It’s based on class hatred, racism, and envy. It’s based largely on ignorance. Leftist politicians convince voters who cause their own poverty that a cabal of whites–especially Jews–are sitting on a mythical pile of gold somewhere, and that all poverty can be erased if the politicians take it and pass it out. In reality, most poor people will remain poor no matter how much they’re given because they have bad habits. No matter what we do with wealth, it will tend to end up in the same hands over and over.

Leftism destroys initiative, and when it gets bad enough, it drives productive people to emigrate. It leads to totalitarianism, political imprisonment, and often, mass murder. But the average voter who can’t get past minimum wage doesn’t want to, and therefore will not, hear that.

The movement is also likely to drive the police to underenforce. Underenforcement is already a problem in many places. Black neighborhoods are notorious for it. The police don’t like to go in. The citizens don’t like to cooperate. There are many, many black people who can kill just about anyone they want in broad daylight in front of witnesses, because they know nothing will happen. On Martin Luther King Day in Miami, black people who have grudges go out and hurt their enemies because they know the police give up on that day.

How do I know this? Honest black people told me.

What if underenforcement becomes a problem everywhere? We tend to think of police work as a calling, but in reality, it’s just a job. There is a limit to what a person will do for a paycheck. If we’re going to charge innocent officers, drive them out of cities, and terrorize their families, just because they were involved in the deaths of suspects, should we expect good cops to continue taking the risks without which they can’t do their jobs effectively?

The movement teaches minorities to stop growing and improving. It teaches them nothing that happens to them is their fault. That’s exactly the opposite of what they need. The more you examine yourself and make corrections, the more successful you are likely to be. The victimhood mindset is poisonous. It teaches you that other people are villains and that every evil thing you do to them is justified. It’s why Pol Pot was able to convince ordinary people to line innocent individuals up beside ditches and machine-gun them.

Leftism is always about killing the goose that lays the eggs. It’s never about becoming your own goose.

I was thinking about this today, and I started thinking about the American Revolution. No one ever says this country was founded by leftists, but it was. Maybe the chickens are coming home to roost. Maybe the revolution was evil.

The Bible makes it pretty clear that God originally wanted man to be ruled by God himself. After that became impossible, he settled for priests and prophets. After that, he permitted the Jews to have a king, even though he advised them against it and made it clear it was not his will.

Every step away from the type of government God wanted brought heavy curses.

There is nothing in the Bible that supports the next step, which is the step to democracy. In fact, when people in the Bible voted, they generally voted for evil. The Beast speaks through the will of crowds.

King George III wasn’t just a king. He was the leader of the Church of England, and it was believed that he and other kings were anointed by God. It was believed that rebellion against a king was rebellion against God himself. The term “leftist” comes from the democratic rebellions of that era. Maybe the belief that democracy was rebellion against God was correct. Maybe we did the wrong thing.

We rioted a bit ourselves. Remember the Boston Tea Party? It is said that there was no violence, but there was certainly vandalism, to the tune of seven figures in today’s money.

Think of this. Slavery would have ended in America much sooner had we not rebelled. Slavery in England was gone by about 1800. What about the Civil War, which took place only about 80 years after the War of Independence? America lost over 200,000 men. Would that have happened under the crown, with no slavery permitted? Then there’s the War of 1812. Never would have happened.

What about the world wars? Would the Germans have been so aggressive toward an England which controlled the American industrial system? Maybe they would tried to make agreements instead of striving to conquer the British Isles. England would have been an incredibly powerful country.

Maybe we cursed ourselves by founding a leftist nation. Maybe the schisms we are seeing today had their supernatural beginnings as cracks during our revolution.

I suspect that the peaceful people I saw today were only peaceful because they were few in number. I think that if there had been two or three times as many, we would have seen their true hearts. This is how human nature works. You kiss the ring when you’re weak, and you deliver kicks in the teeth when you’re strong. They looked very angry to me. Nothing like the polite, cheerful conservative protesters I’ve seen outside abortion mills.

What do I take away from this? Is God showing me this place isn’t far enough from the Beast’s militia? I have to find out.

It’s so weird that society is going through so much turmoil while I’m ratcheting up my firearms hobby. I’ve been thinking I might visit a local AR-15 manufacturer and pick one up. I was considering going tomorrow. Does that look bad?

There are a bunch of deluded conservatives who think the AR-15 will save them from the left. I don’t see it that way. I don’t even think it’s a great weapon. I think it’s a very flawed weapon, and part of the appeal for enthusiasts, whether they admit it to themselves or not, is working hard to make it function corrrectly. I have bulletproof, 100% reliable Eastern bloc rifles for protection. I think it would be fun to have an AR-15 for varmints, and I think I would enjoy learning about it and reloading for it, but I have yet to be convinced that it’s a great weapon.

It reminds me of the Porsche 911. Porsche came up with an extremely flawed design around 70 years ago, and instead of admitting it and moving on, they modify it and release a new version every year. Meanwhile companies like McLaren make cars that drive rings–or Nurburgrings–around it.

“Conservative Christian Blogger Threatens to Buy Assault Weapon in Response to Peaceful Protest.” No. When you have to start shooting fellow citizens in order to hold onto your country, you no longer have a country worth living in.

I have been thinking Tennessee might be a lot safer than Florida, but today I had a disturbing thought. What happens when leftists take over, if they manage to open the borders? That could actually happen. We’re nearly there now.

Right now, conservatives win a lot of elections, and there are areas where they outnumber leftists. What if people are allowed to pour in without limitation? We could see literally millions of legal hostile immigrants over a period of months. They would need land and houses. They could flood the lifeboat in a hurry, including places that used to seem safe.

I tend to think of America as a stable country, but in reality, anything can happen when irrational people are in charge. Maybe the ground I think of as solid is actually very thin ice, ready to snap unexpectedly.

Here’s a term engineers use: brittle failure. It describes an event in which a structure breaks without warning, with extreme speed. Think of bending a glass rod until it breaks. Maybe America is headed for a brittle failure instead of a gradual decline. It happened a lot in the Bible. Israel had several brittle failures. It’s what happens when you neglect God and feed demons. On the surface, things look good, but underneath, the structure has been removed.

Samson had a brittle failure. Belshazzar had a brittle failure. The Assyrian besiegers who were massacred by angels had a brittle failure. The flood, the burning of Sodom, the destruction of Satan’s kingdom on the cross, the fall of Jericho. It’s a repeating theme. Israel had the opposite of a brittle failure when God created it in one day. Maybe my country will fall in a brittle failure.

And here I am, just a man, unable to figure out the truth. I can’t predict anything.

I was very unhappy to see the protest today. I never thought it could happen here. It’s like Nazis marching in Skokie, a suburb where Jews thought they were safe. I have to pray about this.

Hope I won’t be on Earth when the real fun starts.

Leave, and Take Your $*%@& Peace With You

My friend Amanda sent me a text about trouble in the city of Ocala. Something about avoiding the area. She didn’t have any information, so I checked the local paper’s website. It showed two people holding signs in the street. The only one who can be seen well appears to be white or Hispanic.

I don’t subscribe to the paper, so I can’t see the article.

I’m wondering if anything is actually happening. I feel like driving to town to see what’s up. I need to buy some shelves anyway.

If rioting and idiocy have reached my county in any significant degree, I will consider it a sign that Tennessee is where I need to be. I flat-out refuse to live in fear of George Soros’s bused-in punks. Somebody should put an orange wig and a Trump shirt on him and push him out of a car in Minneapolis.

I wonder how badly things are going to go. We keep seeing Antifa/BLM/flash-mob-looter labor pains. They flare up and go away. Sooner or later, they have to firm up and turn into yet another “new normal.” Is it happening now?

I have bad news. The police will never stop hurting and killing innocent people. It’s normal. It’s even mentioned in the Bible. The police in the time of Jesus were Roman soldiers, and John the Baptist had to tell them it was bad to terrorize people on the side for money.

Police abuse is one of the main reasons the Bill of Rights was written. The upper-class white males who wrote it were afraid of the police, for very good reason.

Police work attracts sadists. It always has, and even though police organizations now try to weed them out with questionnaires and so on, it seems rational to conclude that a significant portion of police officers will always, always be bullies who are only too eager to try out their firearms, tasers, dogs, batons, sprays, martial arts moves, and dangerous, painful restraint techniques.

Taking sadists out of police work should be a priority, but it’s wildly optimistic to expect real results any time soon. So far, mankind has not been able to come up with an effective way to do it. We haven’t even found a way to deal effectively with the terrible problem of domestic abuse among police.

Why write so pessimistically about the problem of police sadism? Because if we can’t get rid of it, we can’t completely stop the abuse. We will always lose a certain number of people to unjustified police violence. Given that this is true, what does it mean if we decide it’s always acceptable to riot when a black person is the victim?

It means we condemn ourselves to a new normal in which riots are considered routine. It means we sacrifice our cities.

It’s not practical. To use a leftist buzzword, it’s unsustainable. We have to live somewhere. We have to have stores and businesses. We can’t burn things down and rebuild them over and over. We can’t have prosperity if people are afraid to go into cities.

A certain subset of American cops is going to keep killing black people as well as other Americans. It’s as certain as hurricane season and the first frost of winter. We will have several notable cases every year for the foreseeable future. It’s shocking that there are so many individuals who believe rioting is the correct way to respond. It’s especially shocking given that rioters do so much more harm to minorities than whites. There is no logic in the system. The people doing the rioting don’t think at all, and many media personalities who should know better are behaving the same way. Of course, they live in expensive houses, not ghettos. When stores in poor areas can’t open, TV heads can still buy food for their kids. They don’t run out of quinoa and ionized water.

None of it makes any sense until you consider the supernatural. The rioters and their supporters are controlled by spirits, and the spirits have a plan. They want to turn America over to people who behave more like animals than human beings. God wants us to be controlled by logic. Spirits want our flesh to control us, because it’s easy for them to control our flesh. Satan wants his thralls to do things that are very clearly irrational and self-destructive. You can’t push those ideas through a logical mind. You have to go in the window, through the part of us we share with alligators and rats.

This is why Jesus said the thief comes in through some way other than the door.

It’s an amazing paradigm. In the new America, not only is rioting acceptable; a person who says rioting is wrong is a racist. A person who says it’s bad that around 20 million pure, innocent black babies full of potential have been killed in abortions is a racist. A person who complains about the extremely high murder rate among blacks, which primarily affects black victims, is a racist. Black people who acknowledge these things are sellouts.

You have to support rioting, and you can’t complain about the things which are really killing large numbers of black people.

In New York City, if you’re an unborn black baby, you will PROBABLY be killed before you’re born. The odds against you are better than 50%. The Klan could never dream of accomplishing that kind of genocide. There are fewer than two busloads of Klan members per state, and they can’t get anything done, but they get more attention than Planned Parenthood, which places over 80% of its murder mills near concentrations of black people. I come from a white region where poverty and unwanted pregnancies are common. Planned Parenthood isn’t anywhere near that area. Their mission is directed at blacks.

It’s very strange. Only one type of violence against blacks seems to matter, and it’s a type which causes a tiny percentage of black deaths. If the perpetrator isn’t white, no one cares. This is even true when black cops kill blacks. They get less attention.

Bad black cops do exist. I had one shove a gun in my face for sleeping in a car. Pretty sure that wasn’t in the handbook.

Something weirder still: people are demanding justice for George Floyd, AFTER his killers have been arrested. It makes sense to complain when the authorities ignore abuse, but what is the point when the suspects have been jailed promptly? You can’t be protesting the way the justice system works, because it’s working. Are you rioting to protest the existence of police brutality? If so, you don’t understand how sadists think. No sadistic cop ever said, “I need to rethink what I do because BLM is burning down a black neighborhood.”

It’s all supernatural, and in the end, of course, black people will be hurt more than anyone. They will lose more property and wealth. They will lose more jobs. Their areas will lose more businesses. No one can be forced to open a store in a riot zone. No one can force home buyers to pay more when unrest causes property values to drop. Maybe things will be different in the future, but as of today, people are free to spend and live where they want.

When Detroit went to hell, nice people left. No one could stop them. When Miami went to hell, nice people left. You can’t make a city completely inhospitable without gutting it.

I’m not trying to change anyone’s mind. There is no possibility that significant numbers of people will change their minds, no matter how many websites point out the obvious. I’m just helping reveal what’s happening.

It can’t be stopped. We can’t change the rioters and their supporters. People who don’t want to be part of the new normal need to get close to God and pray for him to help them move. I suppose every corner of American will eventually rot, but some will rot much later.

Only a small percentage of people are led by the Holy Spirit. One of the wonderful things about him is that he gives people a new race, family, and nation. In Israel, there are churches where Jews and Muslims who used to be supporters of terrorism worship together in love and peace. Here in the US, there are churches where race isn’t an issue. Some people realize that once you become a son of God, you are not supposed to think of yourself as white or black or Jewish or gentile. You’re part of a family, and family comes first. If more people knew this, Satan wouldn’t be getting anywhere with his divisive tactics.

It’s very sad, but we have non-charismatic churches that teach that Jews run the world and want to destroy the rest of us. There are non-charismatic churches that teach rioting and hatred of whites. When you reject the Holy Spirit, you open yourself to venereal disease of the heart.

My last pastor was a man named Albert Santiago, and his late wife was named Aleida. They were Puerto Rican, and they did not consider themselves white. Albert sometimes referred to me as “the white guy.” Until I started attending his church, I hadn’t realized Puerto Ricans considered themselves to be so different. I was used to Cubans, and Cubans aren’t like that.

The other day, a black woman who used to go the the church called me. She knew my friend Travis, who died three weeks ago. She called me to talk about what happened to him. We also talked about church. She told me she was with Aleida a lot before she died.

The pastors grew to hate me, and it affected people who knew me. They told people not to associate with me, and I called the pastors out by name on social media, said I knew all about it, and told people to pay no attention to them. Albert and Aleida were extremely impatient and irritable people, and they saw themselves as royalty, so open defiance filled them with impotent rage.

There was an incident after I left the church. Travis, a large black man, was leaving after playing with the music team. Albert chased him down in the parking lot and started screaming at him, demanding to know about his involvement with me. He wanted to know what I had been saying. It was so bad, a black woman called me from the scene to tell me about it. She wanted my advice. She wanted to know if she should call the police. Travis had to threaten Albert with a beating to get him to back off.

The lady who called me after Travis died told me about her conversations with Aleida. She said she had tried to explain things to her. She said Aleida said I was taking up for “the white guy.” The issues and answers didn’t matter. The truth meant nothing. I was white, so she was right.

The church was charismatic, but obviously, Aleida was not praying in tongues. She was not listening to the Holy Spirit. She didn’t see herself as my sister. She saw herself as a Puerto Rican and me as a white enemy.

This is exactly what we should expect when people don’t let the Holy Spirit work in them. If he can’t work, other spirits can. I wanted to build the church and help the pastors do well, and I didn’t care at all about the races or nationalities of the people I worked with, but the spirits that ruled Aleida wouldn’t let me in because I was white.

You have to be a child of God before anything else. If you can’t put your real family first, you can never really be part of the body of Christ. We are one, every day, all the time.

If I move, I may end up in a place where there is considerable white racism, because I want to be in Appalachia, and I don’t want to be near a city. I hope it doesn’t work out that way, but what if the only choice I have is between racists who hate minorities and racists who hate me? I don’t know if there are any places where the Spirit-led live in sufficient numbers to bring real harmony.

If I have to be concerned that mobs will start pulling their shenanigans here, I will have to look into leaving. I guess I’ll see what’s happening in town and then, if needed, take it up in prayer.

I don’t know if my plan will work. It’s raining. I can see SJW’s rioting in nice weather, but I have to wonder if they have the character to do it in the rain.

Satan Can’t Take Away as Much as God can Give

If things went according to plan, my friend Travis Quinn was buried yesterday. I am told the funeral was set for two p.m. I was not there. Instead, I spent the weekend here at the house, hosting a family that knew Travis.

I don’t know if they want their names on the Internet. I will call them Abe and Sarah. I met Abe when I was an armorbearer at Trinity Church in Miami. He was also on the team. We used to have breakfast meetings at the Denny’s on Hallandale Boulevard. Sometimes I said a few things about the importance of prayer in tongues and the need to be freed from iniquities. Abe was very quiet. I didn’t think he was paying attention. Later, I found out he was absorbing everything. We became very close.

Abe and I got tired of the way Trinity Church used people and taught lies in order to get money. Things came to a head when his son was burned in the church nursery. He had a large blister on his face, covering a substantial area. We thought he might be scarred for life.

When Abe and Sarah asked for answers, no one in the church would talk. The head pastor, Rich Wilkerson, ran away, which was S.O.P. for him. My impression was that a lawyer told him to keep quiet. When Abe and Sarah took their son to the E.R., they became the focus of attention. They were asked a lot of questions. The obvious reason: the doctors and nurses wanted to get them charged with child abuse. Had someone at the church called and admitted fault, everything would have been cleared up. That didn’t happen.

When someone associated with Trinity has a problem, Trinity discards that person, like a tire which has had a blowout. They put on a new tire and keep moving. They know new tires will keep coming in the door. They adhere to the teachings of P.T. Barnum.

Abe and Sarah left Trinity before I did, and we ended up at the same new church, where the head pastor showed an inordinate interest in their young daughter and was later imprisoned for having a sexual relationship with a little girl.

We have been through a lot together. I watched them move from home to home, generally upgrading. They moved to Orlando while I was still stuck in Miami. Now they’re in Sanford. They don’t go to a prosperity church. Things keep getting better for them.

Abe once noted that his financial situation seemed to improve during times when he didn’t give Trinity his tithes.

Abe’s dad was not around when he was a kid, and he was raised by his grandmother. Somehow, he came out of that with an extraordinary determination to be a perfect father. He watches over his family like a sheepdog watching a flock. No one makes a move he doesn’t notice. Sarah is right there with him, presenting a unified front so the kids will have stability.

Abe was like a patient older brother to Travis. Sometimes he needled him a little. He didn’t let Travis pull anything over on him. He caught things I let Travis get away with. I held Travis accountable on many occasions, but Abe had a lot of experience in the area of correcting young people early, so Travis never got away with anything around him.

There are 5 kids in the family. The youngest, Gabby, is my goddaughter. She turned out to be a real firecracker. Always saying or doing something unexpected. She used to run up to people with no warning and wrap her arms around them as tightly as possible. At one point, she became obsessed with a line from the movie The Incredibles. She would put her hands on her hips and announce, “NO CAPES!” for no apparent reason.

Abe and I have often discussed the many sorry individuals Travis associated with, as well as his sorry hometown. Travis was from Miami Gardens, and Abe was from Liberty City. Both are ghetto areas. Abe got his family out of South Florida early, and, like me, he hated the area so much he was highly disturbed when he had to make occasional visits. He wanted South Florida behind him and his family, period. No looking back. Travis wanted out, but he felt trapped by his father’s problems, and he hated to leave people behind. He had many, many music students, and he wanted them to escape Miami’s ghettos. Travis didn’t move quickly enough. Abe and I both believe this is why he died.

Travis spent his last month alone in a hospital room, with few visits and no communication with friends. I asked to be put on the contact list, but it didn’t happen. I was part of a small group of people who tried to look after his interests. We felt helpless because we were shut out. We still can’t understand why it was so hard to get things done. There are things people automatically do for you when you go to intensive care, unless you’re a serial killer or a pedophile. Those things didn’t seem to happen for Travis, and there is no excuse for anyone who should have been involved.

Abe called me a few days before the viewing. He had been planning to go, even though he hates Miami. Sarah had advised him against it. I could tell his heart was no longer in the trip. We discussed the ways in which we felt Travis had been let down, and Abe said he had decided not to go.

People say you go to wakes and funerals for the dead, not the people they leave behind. That’s not necessarily true. The dead have no idea who goes to their funerals, and they have other things on their minds. They don’t make lists and tape them to their refrigerators so they can think about the people who really loved them. We go to wakes and funerals for ourselves and for others. We need to see the bodies so we can feel the reality of what has happened. We need to grieve with people we care about. We want to support other people who need help.

In Travis’s case, there wasn’t much point in attending. We knew he was really dead. We wouldn’t have been surrounded by people who shared our feelings or who would have looked to us for comfort. We wouldn’t have been able to help anyone.

The viewing was set up so only 10 people could go in at a time, with masks. The funeral was closed to everyone except his family. It wouldn’t have been anything like a typical set of death rituals. When my grandfather died, people came from all over three counties and brought food to my grandmother’s house. Guests were everywhere. Many people attended the funeral. There was a big lunch right afterward, at the church. We were inundated with food. My dad had a fifth of Gentleman Jack in the car trunk, and we socialized over that. Afterward, the same night, the socializing continued. People told funny stories. Old relationships were rekindled, if briefly.

The events following my grandfather’s death were curative and uplifting. If we had gone to Miami for Travis, it would have been different. We would have been reminded why we left. We would have experienced much of the rejection all over again.

It would have been like a date with an ex-girlfriend. All the reasons for the breakup would have flooded back to the forefront.

Travis should have had a cortege. He should have had a band made up of his students and people he knew from the University of Miami’s Frost School of Music. There should have been a meal afterward. There should have been conversation. Abe and I knew those things were not going to happen. Part of it was due to the epidemic, and part was due to other people’s choices.

With Travis gone, neither of us has any social connection to Miami.

We didn’t want to have to sit and listen to hypocrites who talked about how they loved Travis even though they were never around when he needed help.

I know who Travis went to when he needed a hand moving. I know who he went to when he needed a place to live. I know who didn’t show up when it was time to carry furniture. No one can lie to me.

Not long before he died, Travis did an interview in which he talked about the importance of giving people flowers while they’re alive instead of waiting for their funerals. That says it all. The people who were good to him while he was alive didn’t have anything to prove after he died.

Abe and his family rolled in yesterday afternoon. I cleaned up the house and gave them the second floor. I went grocery shopping, and they arrived while I was gone. I forgot to leave a key. When I got back home, 4 kids were playing in the pool. The fifth starts a new job tomorrow, and she couldn’t make it.

We fired up the grill and made a tremendous amount of food. Burgers. Hot dogs. Smoked sausages. Grilled chicken. Before we ate, we prayed and thanked God for Travis and for the people who fill the hole he left behind. Abe’s kids made water balloons and took him on in a balloon war. Sarah and I sat in the shade and talked.

A lot of my conversation with Abe and Sarah was about coronavirus. I told them how I had noticed that the epidemic was completely different in godly and ungodly areas. I said I had lacked for nothing. I said that apart from what had happened to Travis, it had been a peaceful and plesant time. I said my biggest problem had been weight gain.

Abe and Sarah corroborated what I saw. There is very little disease where they live. They were able to continue working through the entire lockdown. They paid off their vehicles. They gained weight. They were approved for a home loan. They surprised me by telling me they were moving to Leesburg, much closer to me. It’s a definite step up. They’ll be farther from dangerous Orlando when persecution gets worse.

I always pray for God to move my friends away from the Beast’s hordes. I ask him to put them in houses in Christian areas. I even ask him to make other people pay for the houses.

While we were here having fun, my young friend Tina texted me. She said she had had a dream. She wasn’t sure what it meant. Either it was a vision of heaven or an indication that God was going to give her a big house. She said there was a house in the dream, and she could see hills from it. I told her it sounded like my actual life. I haven’t heard the details yet, but I will get them.

I learned some amazing things while my friends were here. They said Gabby had been very excited about visiting. She said she kept saying, “I’m going to see my god-daddy!” That was wonderful to hear. I don’t get to see the family often, so I always wonder if the kids really know who I am. I guess they do.

After swimming, Gabby and Zoey came out in matching outfits. I’ll have to post a photo. I don’t know where kids come up with these things. They wore multi-colored swim coverups and big clear glasses rimmed with rhinestones. So funny. Gabby is the one on the right.

The kids wanted to see the pasture, so they got in my utility cart, and I took them. The last time they were here, I didn’t have cattle. I told them to expect a lot of manure. They couldn’t stop talking. While I was driving, I kept hearing their comments. “Poop!” “Poop!” “Poop!” “Poop!”

The cattle are curious, so they started moving toward the cart. All the girls started yelling. The cattle scared them. They shouted for me to get away from the cattle. After we opened some distance, Gabby said, “Cows are my worst enemy!” Where do kids come up with this stuff? She also said, “Cows are disgusting.”

I kept reminding them they were full of cows at that very moment.

City kids.

The original plan was to leave them in the pasture and go get their parents. Sarah was excited about the pistol targets I had built, and she wanted to see them. Junior was the only kid willing to stay. The others thought the cattle would eat them. I dropped them all by the house and took Abe and Sarah for a tour.

In the meantime, homemade brownies were cooling in the kitchen.

Back at the house, I made whipped cream, and we had warm brownies with Haagen-Dazs vanilla, whipped cream, and chocolate sauce. Gabby insisted on having real maple syrup instead.

Abe and Sarah and I talked more about the polarization of America and the way God’s people are being sifted out.

The kids did something amazing. They cleaned up the house. They asked for brooms. They did the dishes. Before too long, I saw them mopping. Gabby, Zoey, and Cheyenne handled the kitchen. Junior took care of the trash. It was wonderful. They didn’t have to be asked. I couldn’t stop them.

They even swept up around the bird cages. They did a pretty good job of making friends with Marvin and Maynard.

By the time everyone was ready to go to bed, there was not much for me to do.

This morning, I made biscuits, gravy, and fried eggs. The cleaning continued. Gabby came over to me and hugged me and said she wanted to stay and keep cleaning.

They didn’t complain. They kept thanking me. I kept thanking them back. Abe and Sarah said they raised them to be functional kids, and they were going to be functional adults.

Sometimes having guests is hard. Having this crew is actually helpful. I will think about it the next time I’m a guest.

I took a photo of the ladies working in my somewhat cluttery kitchen. You can see Cheyenne in there to the right of her mom.

I’ve been told I have to have Thanksgiving dinner in their new home, and that I’m not allowed to do anything. I can’t imagine what that would be like.

I could have been in Miami, in a very different environment. I would have seen some people I like. On the other hand, I would have seen some people who don’t like me at all. I would also have been around racists. Some of Travis’s friends don’t like white people. Some have criticized me on the Internet in comments tinged with racism. Apparently, I can’t understand Travis because I’m white. These people weren’t around when Travis was being helped by whites and Hispanics. I guess they were busy being oppressed.

Travis passed on Mother’s Day. I suppose that will color that day in the future for some he knew. The day of his funeral, which should have been a down day for me, was a day of love and celebration. It was a day of very good news for me and others. From now on, when I think of the day of his funeral, I will think of redemption and comfort.

I thought about Job yesterday. He had 10 children, and they all died in one day. Then when his tribulation was over, God gave him 10 more. It didn’t erase what had happened to his first 10, but after the new children arrived, how much room could there have been for grief? The human consciousness is limited. You can’t entertain unlimited grief and unlimited joy simultaneously. Surely sufficient joy will displace grief.

I lost Travis for the time being, but yesterday I had 6 people here doing what he used to do, and I had Tina’s text. I also heard from another young lady I met at Trinity. She’s planning to visit along with her sister and my other godchild.

Part of me wants to say, “This is all wonderful, but I still don’t have Travis back.” It’s a very small part of me. It’s hard to hear it over the rest of me.

I hope Abe and Sarah move soon. Their visits give me life, and my floors will always need mopping.