Signs Continue to Increase

I’ve been reading about the fires in California. Usually, I don’t pay any attention to these things. Fires come and go, and California is a long way off. The current crisis attracted my attention for some reason.

One of the interesting things about the fire is that it has destroyed or damaged a number of homes belonging to celebrities. I can’t help wondering if there is a message there. Look at some of the names.

1. Miley Cyrus. Promotes nudity, drug use, and every type of sexual sin.

2. Neil Young. Aging counterculture hero who seems to have no interest in changing.

3. Robin Thicke. Promoter of sexual sin. Notorious for a music video featuring nudity and a vulgar TV performance with Miley Cyrus.

4. Scott Derrickson. Director of Doctor Strange, a Marvel movie in which a witch helps save the world.

The fire also destroyed the Paramount Ranch, where M*A*S*H (the TV show) and a lot of westerns were filmed.

If the fire hurt these people and destroyed this property, there must be many showbiz people whose sad stories we haven’t heard yet.

Maybe it doesn’t mean anything, but maybe it does. Satan owns Hollywood, and entertainers have gotten so crazy it’s hard to believe.

The Bible says God is not mocked. What it really means is he will not be mocked forever. You can mock him right now and not be struck by lightning. He shows patience, but eventually, someone has to pay the bill. If you won’t confess, repent, and let him pay it, it’s on you.

People from Hollywood are pulling together and supporting each other. You have to wonder if it was like that during the plagues of Egypt. What if they had had Twitter? Would they have praised each other for helping victims of the flies, frogs, and wild beasts? I suppose they would have. They thought worshiping idols was righteous, so they wouldn’t have understood the plagues.

Imagine the torrent of anguished tweets that would have poured out when God killed the firstborn of every house.

It just occurred to me: that’s what it will be like in the future. When God’s judgment really starts to rain on the earth, Twitter (if it still exists) will be full of selfies and shoutouts. There will be vigils and candles. There will be benefit concerts. Maybe Miley Cyrus and Robin Thicke will perform.

I never thought of that before.

The children of darkness generally don’t embrace what they consider to be evil. They embrace an alternative righteousness, which looks shiny and promising. They preach acceptance and unconditional love (except for God’s children). They love holding banners and singing together. They think they’re doing the right thing. In that respect, they’re a lot like Christians who cling to dead churches and the prosperity gospel.

Leftists want a world where sin doesn’t exist because there are no longer any rules. They want a world without consequences, except for people who commit serious crimes such as wearing Chick-fil-A T-shirts. Those people have to be fired and impoverished, at the very least; mercy is not for them. Leftists want a Muppet/Pixar world, without God’s interference. It doesn’t work, because God is real, and he can’t be put off forever.

There is a scary video on Youtube right now. A Christian tried to help his friends escape a fire, and they didn’t make it. Their cars burned. He went back and filmed their corpses. I shouldn’t call them corpses. They are charred skeletons. One victim can be seen sitting in a front seat while a flame burns in the car behind him. Somehow his bare skull is still upright on his shoulders.

I don’t understand what happened. The Christian had to abandon his car, but when he returned, it wasn’t damaged very badly. It still ran, and the tires were intact. The other cars were shells with no paint.

One victim was a woman who refused to leave until she had applied makeup. He said she died because of that. That’s a metaphor. We hold onto things that can destroy us.

Sanctification is very, very important. We aren’t paying enough attention to it. We say a quick prayer, declare ourselves saved, and continue to live very much as we lived before. We think we can’t lose our salvation, and we think every bad thing that happens to us is unjustified. That’s not how it works. You can still go to hell, and holding onto sins will help you get there. It will allow demons to ruin your body and your life.

A young friend of mine tells his friends they’re going to arrive in heaven smelling like smoke. They say they’re Christians, but they do what they please. Their works will be burned, and if they are allowed into heaven, it will be as underachievers who didn’t accumulate much treasure. I think of that when I consider the video. Most of the people in the escape caravan died. The Christian who tried to save them made it, but the heat melted parts of his car.

It would be interesting to see God take a swing at Hollywood. I don’t know if that’s happening now, but it may be.

You won’t believe what’s happening in my own life. I have been hesitant to write about it, because it’s so strange. I passed several more kidney stones, in a single day. I have lost count.

As I wrote recently, I woke up with pressure on one side of my back, and I took a Roxicet because I was afraid it would turn into severe pain. I prayed and so on, and the pain left. I passed a big stone and went back to bed and slept soundly. I thought I was done. Then three more stones came out in one day.

I haven’t had any real pain. I don’t think I have a fever. I feel no pressure. I have had some symptoms I won’t describe because it would be TMI, but it’s not a big deal. Oddly, things down there are working better than they were before the first stone popped up. If you’re a middle-aged man, you may understand without further explanation.

I’m not worried at all. About anything. I was having a lot of problems with worry, and I mean general worry, not worry about kidney stones. I thought it was spirits that were allowed to get at me because of things I was holding onto, so I fought the spirits verbally and started cleansing my house. Yesterday or the day before, I realized I didn’t worry any more. I still have problems, but I don’t seem to be able to worry now. I almost feel irresponsible for not worrying.

I feel like the stones are connected to sanctification. It had to be a message. There must have been things I needed to confess and get rid of. I blocked God, so I was blocked. That’s how I see it. Our curses tend to have some resemblance to the evil things we do to God and other people.

The first time I had a stone, I was far from God. I paid about $7000 for unpleasant, humiliating medical treatment that amounted to nothing in terms of help, and I suffered for days while I waited to pass the stone. I just remembered that I went to a doctor for one other stone, but it wasn’t nearly as big a deal. The rest have come out with prayer, without a lot of misery.

When you have a problem, the first thing you should do is ask God what you’re doing wrong. Confess and repent, for real. After that, rely on prayer, fasting, casting out, and so on. Going to a doctor shouldn’t be your first move. Even if he helps you, you may be in for a repeat engagement because you haven’t pulled up the root. If you do things right with God, you should usually be able to get relief without medical help.

I’m so glad I didn’t have to go to a doctor. I hate dealing with people who offer primitive, superficial solutions that involve suffering and expense. I hate being misdiagnosed and given worthless treatments; that has happened a lot. It seems like I never have something simple which doctors understand correctly.

I mentioned blockage. One thing I have blocked is love. This has driven me crazy for years.

When I was young, I responded to abuse by making myself an angry person who ridiculed others. I also convinced myself I was an innocent victim, which is always a mistake. People who think they are victims are the cruelest people there are.

When Jesus visited me, I felt his overwhelming love, and I know I’m supposed to radiate love, too. On a few occasions, God has supernaturally allowed me to feel and give off love for everyone around me, so I know what it’s like. Nonetheless, I haven’t had consistent victory. For years, I didn’t know what was blocking it. I knew I had to get rid of demons and iniquities, but I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know much about sanctification.

When I pray in tongues now, I feel God’s love, and I’m trying to focus on it and open the passage wider. God is supposed to pour a lot of things through us; love, faith, prophecy, and so on. I constricted the pipe by embracing cruelty, so now it’s like a blocked artery. I am hoping homing in on God’s love while praying in tongues will wash away the accumulated crud and open up the channel.

The Bible says completed love casts out fear, and fear and worry are virtually the same thing. If love flows through me, fear and worry won’t be able to compete with it.

The world is being wound up to a state of enmity which will force a confrontation and resolution before long. Every time I think I’ve seen it all, I look at the news and see something that surprises me and makes me think we will see things fall apart even sooner.

If we want to see any improvement in the people around us, we will have to focus on internal improvement. I hope God raises up teachers who will tell us things that are useful instead of leading us in circles and amplifying our foolishness.