Thank God I Don’t Have a Bridezilla

What a day I’m having. I woke up before the sun was out, the only practical obligations I’ve attended to were feeding my pets and putting a pork roast in the oven, and I’ve been busy the rest of the time with ministry. I didn’t get to shower until after 1:00.

A friend is having terrible problems within his household. He spent several days in the hospital with coronavirus, and before he got home, someone in the family was tormenting him and threatening to tear the family apart.

I got some very disturbing calls before 8:00, and I did what I could. Afterward, I prayed that God would give the problem person whatever he had to give, and take away whatever had to be taken away, in order for that person’s mischief to end, and, if possible, to cause that person to change.

The next call I got was about that person. The individual had had a sudden coronavirus relapse and was bedridden with a fever. Suddenly, the bedridden person no longer had nearly as much power to beat down my friend, who is still not completely over his own illness.

I spent time praying and calling in others for prayer. I spent a good deal of time praying in tongues. I also had a prayer session with my friend, via phone.

These things ate up hours, and I also devoted time to “Rebecca,” my Zambian sweetheart. We shared testimony and prayed a lot.

While we were talking today, she abruptly announced that she wanted to quit school. She is right. There is no conceivable benefit to staying, and it interferes with our relationship and our prayer time. I said I would support her in her choice, whatever it turned out to be. Nothing is final yet.

She’s not really in “school.” She already has a law degree. She is studying for the bar exam, outside of the university.

My sense is that God wants us to move quickly, and I can see why that might be true. The world gets nuttier by the second. The Democrats are about to pack the Supreme Court, and all hell will break loose before long.

BREAK

We have had another video chat. We did our daily period of prayer, including intercession. While we were at work, Rebecca got a revelation about her plans. It’s official: we are going to get together as soon as we can, regardless of what school demands of her. If we can do it before her first round of tests ends, we will do it, and she will not take the tests.

This is a relief. Now we know where we stand.

We should get everything over with, quickly. I can’t even guess how weird the world will be in the fall. The Pentagon just admitted UFO’s are real, gun-grabbing is heating up, and Joe Rogan is in trouble for implying he doesn’t want to see nude pictures of a transsexual whose true sex I can’t even guess. It’s like the second half of Ghostbusters. How long will it be before we see dogs and cats living together?

Maybe I shouldn’t joke, but did you ever think it would be this crazy? It wouldn’t surprise me if Godzilla attacked tomorrow.

Israel is only allowing tourists in for guided tours now. Maybe we could join one and get into the country this summer, but it seems like a painful waste of about $12,000. A guided tour would drag us around to places we don’t want to visit. We would have to eat at restaurants that give them kickbacks instead of eating good food. I would rather rent a car and go where we want, saving a ton of money in the process.

I really don’t want to go to Dubai, but it’s the only alternative we have, short of a horrific trip to Zambia, three days of which would be spent in transit. Rebecca is all done with Zambia, and she doesn’t want me to visit. It appears to be a peaceful and prosperous country, but it also sounds dull. Not worth 72 hours of coach seats. She says she has no plans to go back for visits.

Dubai. Whatever. Let’s just make it Dubai. We’ll have falafel. I like falafel.

I am learning about engagement rings. Part of me resents a system that manipulates men to overspend on things that depreciate instantly. Another part reminds me that even if the system is sick, it’s a good thing to give a woman jewelry. I can’t complain if I’m being manipulated to do something I would want to do even if I were not being manipulated.

I have no idea what the markup on rings is, but I would be amazed if I didn’t get taken to the cleaner’s. There is no way around it. There are two times in life when you will be shamed into paying full retail on things that aren’t worth what they cost: when you get married, and when you die. Actually, you have to overpay when someone else dies. If it’s you, you won’t let the undertaker pressure you, but if it’s your wife, you’ll feel like you have to buy the $20,000 walnut coffin with gold-plated handles.

In 1994, my mother’s coffin cost $7000. I guess that model costs twice as much now.

In case anyone is interested, the average price for an engagement ring in my state is about $8900. I guess I sound cheap, or just male, but that figure surprised me. I mean, it’s not a motorcycle or a milling machine. And this is the AVERAGE figure, which means young people with very little money are spending this much. The typical American wedding starts with hiring prostitutes for a bachelor party, then you spend $25,000 on a one-day celebration of a narcissistic woman, then you have a $5,000 honeymoon, and then you spend two years paying off the debt instead of buying a home. If you have bridesmaids, they end up blowing maybe $2000 each. Piling on $8900 for a ring, plus whatever a wedding band costs, does not seem intelligent for the average couple.

I’m not poor. Am I supposed to spend $25,000? Expensive rings don’t look better; just bigger. It’s like putting a disco ball on a woman’s finger. A normal ring is tasteful and unostentatious. Princess Diana’s oversized, gaudy ring shouted, “BOW DOWN, PEASANT!”

A setting, which is just a ring without a stone, can easily run over $900. There might be $100 worth of gold in the ring, so where is the rest of the money going? It’s not going into skilled labor. The same skill and time go into making rings that sell for $50. Hmm.

Rebecca doesn’t like the idea of wearing two rings on one finger, so we will be doing things the traditional way, without a band.

I don’t want a wedding band for myself. I would lose it, I hate rings, and rings are very dangerous for people who like to use tools. Women don’t chase me–not women I would want–so it’s not like I need a ring to prevent adultery. If I were going to cheat, I would just take the ring off anyway. It’s silly for women to think rings keep their men safe. In reality, a wedding ring makes a man more attractive to sluts.

Aside from all that, rings on men are generally effeminate, except for class rings and perhaps Super Bowl rings. Necklaces raise a rebuttable presumption of homosexuality.

I was thinking I might buy a wedding band just so I could say I had one, but after that, I would put it in a drawer. I’ve never had a class ring, and I haven’t worn a watch in so long, I can’t remember the last time I left the house wearing one.

I have to be honest. I think a man of average means who spends more than a grand on a ring is a fool. He’s going to have to buy a home, feed a wife, pay to have kids…an extra $7900 would help a lot.

I wish I knew what people do in Dubai for fun. I looked at a site describing activities, and all I saw were Arabs in long robes, riding quads in the sand, driving four-by-fours in the sand…you can imagine. “Come to our modern new water park…in the sand!” “Come see our new skyscraper…in the sand!”

It must be better than it sounds.

Newlyweds wouldn’t need activities, but single Christian people do.

Spending money on a trip doesn’t bother me, because it doesn’t seem like a colossal waste. I’m fine with the ring, I’m fine with the trip, and I’m fine with the cost of the cows I have to use to buy the bride. I wouldn’t like spending the price of a new car on the wedding, but because Rebecca and I are both introverted, practical people, our wedding will not cost a lot.

Are we supposed to have a honeymoon, after going to Dubai? I guess so. I wouldn’t want to go overseas again during the same year. Where are people supposed to go in America? Vegas is out. It’s a focal point of sin and depravity.

I’m looking at suggested destinations. Beach, beach, beach, beach…really? I grew up in Florida, and Rebecca can’t swim. Forget beaches. Forget Hawaii. Forget the Bahamas; I’ve done the Bahamas to death. The other big option is ski vacations. Why do normal, unathletic people want to ski? My knees are in perfect condition, and I want to keep them. My dad’s former partner skied into a tree, and it slammed him right in the crotch, just like in the cartoons. His private parts were the crumple zone, and then the tree shattered his pelvis. No, thank you.

I think what honeymooners need is a really good hotel and some top-notch restaurants, but then I’m a Christian. A typical honeymooner got tired of having sex with his wife three years before they were married, so it’s no wonder they want to ski and go hang-gliding. It must be a real drag, arriving in the hotel and thinking the most exciting thing to do is to see what’s on cable. “Oh, honey! They have ‘Curb Your Enthusiasm!'”

This reminds me of a great story which is supposedly true. It comes from historian Stephen Ambrose. A flyer was being interviewed by an Army Air Corps psychiatrist. The shrink asked him how many times he had sex with his wife on their wedding night. The man was offended, but he mentioned a low figure. The shrink smiled and said, “I got my wife six times.” The flyer said, “Yes, but my wife was inexperienced.”

Hope I got the wording right.

If things go well, we will be together next month, and after that, it’s just a matter of getting a visa. Biden just responded to shaming by speeding up fiancee visas, so maybe we will be together this year in the United States instead of Dubai. I certainly hope so.

HBO has What You Need

As regular readers know, I have been “dating” a beautiful Zambian lady since March 5. We found each other on a dating site, we hit it off instantly, we fell in love, and we started making plans. We have been trying to find a way to get together in person. I didn’t have a valid passport when we got started, and getting foreigners into the US is hard with the coronavirus hysteria. I applied for a passport, and I was told to expect a wait of between 8 to 12 weeks, even with expedited processing.

Last night, I learned that my application was approved. My new passport will be here roughly 5 weeks after I applied. God willing, barring unforeseen obstacles, I should be free to travel in a few days.

Now, where should I go?

As always, I call my girlfriend “Rebecca” here because she hasn’t told me to use her real name. Rebecca suggested getting together in Israel. I thought this would be perfect. Travel between my location and Zambia takes a day and a half, with no hotel stops. It is something to be avoided. Israel is reasonably close for both of us, and it’s not expensive.

I learned that Israel was not accepting visitors, and Rebecca suggested Dubai. It’s a popular tourist destination, the cost is not bad, it’s open for business, and the location is practical.

I have to go back over the options now. Israel appears to be changing its policies, but the government websites are rudimentary, slow, and inconsistent with each other, so I don’t actually know what the current rules are. I suppose I could call the embassy today.

If things go well wherever we end up, we can make things official during the trip, and then I can find out how to get a fiancee visa from the State Department.

I was concerned that my passport might not get her until mid-May, complicating our plans. I’m very glad it moved faster.

What happened is very typical of Christians’ interactions with earthly authorities. A government says no, you pray, and then the government says yes. Satan has a lot of power in governments. He likes to use them to put up strongholds. No prayer in schools. No church during a pandemic. God has no respect for his strongholds. They might as well be made of fog.

Things are going very well between us. We have had problems with her school obligations interfering with our prayer sessions, but that will come to an end soon enough.

We are working on the process of crucifying the flesh and driving out demons. We both felt motivated to do it at the same time. Derek Prince said many people try to crucify demons and cast out the flesh, meaning they mistake one for the other. Sometimes we have compulsions and failings that come from the flesh instead of foreign spirits, and we have to use the right tools to win. We’re using prayer and fasting in order to overcome. One thing we’re hoping to beat is coronavirus fat. Rebecca looks great, but she wants to look better.

I keep getting new revelations and impartations. I’m happy about that. I suddenly have the ability to quiet my mind by pushing foreign spirits out. I was having some problems with worry, but now I am able to silence it. I know it doesn’t come from me.

The word says completed love casts out fear, and I take it seriously. I fight fear and unbelief, and I work to release love. The ability to silence worry appears to be connected to fear and anger.

Yesterday, I made a big mistake. I felt sorry for myself because I ate something that didn’t agree with me, so I sat in the living room and watched the last Jurassic Park movie. I don’t have to tell you the plot, but I will. People try to profit from fake dinosaurs made through cloning, the dinosaurs get loose, and lots of people die. Startling; I know. You can’t believe a Jurassic Park movie would go like that.

Sometimes I think Ridley Scott should sue Steven Spielberg.

I avoid entertainment featuring vengefulness and cruelty, but the movie I watched yesterday got by me. When you watch, say, Steven Seagal, you know you’re going to see cruel vengeance, but it’s not exactly what you think of when you think of dinosaur movies. Nonetheless, I saw it. A mean old white military-looking guy got his arm bitten off, and then he was eaten by a new kind of dinosaur created to please the evil military/industrial complex. The arts are what destroyed America, but we blame the army and General Foods.

There was a fair amount of cruelty in the movie, and there was also a lot of fear. After I watched it, I marveled at my lack of common sense. Here I was, asking God to keep fear out of me, yet I was also watching a movie what was designed to instill fear. It seems ridiculous when you look at it that way. Why would you want to scare yourself or watch other people put in fear when you’re trying to get fear out of your system?

It was a bad idea, to say the least.

Now I’m going to be more careful. No more movies or TV shows involving fear.

Last night, I thought about the way American movies had changed. Before I was born, movies didn’t show extreme physical injury or suffering. If someone got run over by a train or eaten by a bear, the camera turned to something else. In the Sixties, things got more graphic. During the next decade, they got more disgusting. Andy Warhol made a movie in which a man was decapitated and a woman was disemboweled. Eventually, extreme representations of gore and agony became commonplace, and in many movies, these things are presented approvingly, in order to satisfy us, not to scare us. Hollywood has taught us to savor horrific cruelty. It even turned Hannibal Lecter into a sort of hero. That’s weird.

It’s like we want to see what happens in hell.

This all comes as a big revelation to me. I seem to have slept through the change.

If you watch pornography, you give power to sexual demons and invite them to live in you. What, then, are you doing when you watch movies about violence, cruelty, and fear?

I was fighting God, and I didn’t know it.

I’m all done with that mess. I am hoping God will honor my change of course and help me get clear of the bad things I’ve packed inside myself.

Maybe you’re fighting God without realizing it. I hope this blog post will help you.

Dead Criminal Now a Hero

Welcome back to 2020.

I guess everyone knows there are new anti-police riots taking place. A young criminal named Daunte Wright was pulled over by the police. They tried to arrest him because he had a warrant. He fought with them and drove off. A female cop shot him by accident, thinking she was holding a taser.

The shooting was very obviously an error, and of course, many leftists are saying it was deliberate. Everything is on video. There is no room for doubt. Unfortunately, there is always room for deliberate lies.

The shooting took place near Minneapolis, so there is rioting there. There are also riots in Portland and God knows where else. All over a young man who would never have been in a position to be shot, had he simply done what everyone else does during traffic stops.

People are claiming he ran because he was afraid he would be shot simply for being black. No. Completely wrong. When someone is pointing a pistol at you from two feet away, and you don’t want to be shot, you comply. He ran because he was defiant, plain and simple.

A discouraging thing happened at a press conference. The then-chief of police was talking to reporters. Remember, a reporter’s only job is to gather and disseminate information. A reporter doesn’t tell sources what to say. The chief correctly described the riots as riots, and two reporters scolded him. One said, “Don’t do that.”

This is not what actual reporters do. It shows how arrogant and deluded the left has become. They know they won’t be held accountable, so they pervert the First Amendment on camera, for public consumption.

It’s a symptom of the Antichrist disease. Spirits of delusion rule Satan’s children. Not only do they contemn the truth; they can no longer perceive it.

The best way to defeat an enemy is to convince him to love and believe lies. You can make him fight and destroy himself for you. You can screw his mind up to the point where he will celebrate his own destruction louder than you will. You won’t have to do the work. You won’t have to mount a defense, because he will defend you as well as attacking himself. No wonder Satan loves lies so much.

We already knew that “protest” was the code word for “leftist riot.” Now they’re coming out and admitting it.

The police chief has since been forced out of office by a newly-empowered black mayor. Technically, he resigned, but his summary dismissal was in the works.

The city manager called for due process to be applied before firing the officer who fired the shot, and the manager has been fired.

Leftists have a long history of hatred of due process. The Romanovs had no trial. The legions of innocent people murdered in Cambodia had no trials. Cuban revolutionaries have arrested, imprisoned, tortured, and murdered countless people without trials; Che Guevara took particular pleasure in overseeing firing squads. The Russians and Chinese had no interest in trials.

Anyone who knows anything about our Constitution knows that due process is a fundamental right. It is mentioned in two different amendments. Without it, there would be no hope of justice for anyone. Leftists can’t understand this. Satan has blinded them.

Many leftists are saying, “Rioting works.” They are openly saying rioting is necessary. What is rioting? Most fundamentally, it’s a denial of due process. Ignorant, unprincipled, impulsive people sidestep the government, and they punish and inflict what they see as revenge, with no guidelines or restraint.

A lynch mob is a type of riot. America is now in the hands of lynchers. What happened to Kyle Rittenhouse was an unsuccessful lynching, literally, and the prosecutor who charged him is now part of the mob. The leftist terrorist rioters who are destroying our cities are moving toward a general policy of lynching. It will increase. We have a gutless, amoral, demented, unintelligent, self-worshiping president, and his vain vice president is only better in that her reason is intact. There is no one at the top to resist the lynchers and terrorists.

This is all self-inflicted. It sounds like I’m putting all the blame on leftists, but nearly all of us made this happen. Christians rejected the Holy Spirit. We didn’t intercede. We became followers of depraved people, especially entertainers. We took up false religions. When you do these things, you give your enemies power. They incubate below the horizon, feeding on your pride and disobedience, and they eventually jump into view and conquer you. You put the power to rule and humiliate you in their hands. God didn’t do it. Satan didn’t do it. The left didn’t do it all by itself. America and the rest of humanity are primarily responsible.

We face a future of increased racism from every quarter. We face a future of increased factionalism of all types. People will identify with nations, races, and political groups, and they will hate each other with a fire that can’t be put out, even with blood. Minorities are already full of hatred for whites, Jews, and Asians in the US, and white people are starting to respond in kind. This is how the red horseman of the apocalypse–the spirit of murder–works. It won’t get better, because the only remedy is the one most of us hate: the Holy Spirit.

This morning I watched a Mark Hemans video. He’s an Australian apostle who heals people and dispenses correction. He can’t go to people in person now, so he uses Zoom. He has a big TV with a screen divided into little squares. Each square contains the image of a meeting participant. Typically, there will be multiple pages of screens.

I’ll post a photo of his TV. You’ll see that the faces and names are extremely diverse. His meetings draw black Americans and Africans. British blacks. Asians of every kind. White Americans. White Europeans. Citizens of Muslim countries. There are probably Messianic Jews in the mix. How does this picture differ from the world at large? It differs because it’s a picture of peace. The people in the squares consider each other siblings. They are on each others’ sides. They pray for each other. They love each other. They love being together.

It shows what the world would be like if we all submitted to the Holy Spirit. The Bible calls Jesus the Prince of Peace, and you can see why. No one else can bring peace. No one else can take a Palestinian terrorist and an Arab-hating Orthodox Jew and turn them into brothers. It’s completely normal in charismatic churches that serve the Holy Spirit. Everywhere else, there is enmity and division.

God fills people with love for each other, and it’s better than human love.

I am bored with talk of politicians fixing the world; especially the Middle East. It’s nice that they try, but they’re just polishing the leaves of a tree instead of medicating the roots. The leaves will continue to rot because the roots are infected with the spirit of Antichrist.

God always tells his children the same things. He doesn’t suffer from the inane delusion that debate is healthy. Debate is a curse. He unites people. Satan is different. He tells you one thing and me another. He wants the children of Adam to kill each other and send each other to hell.

BLM and Antifa have no human leadership and no articulated goals. Without an articulated goal, there is no way for a combatant to know when the battle is over. This is why they will never stop fighting. Their true goal, which their father knows very well, is to remove Christians and Jews from the earth, making them endure as much suffering and humiliation as possible in the process. This goal can’t be attained, so the war will never end. It will continue until the rapture.

Most Christians either support the leftists or plan to fight them with ridiculous weapons like rifles. Either way, they support Satan. They are against the leadership of the Holy Spirit, and they are headed for catastrophe. The only weapons and defenses that work are supernatural, and they are not available to people who do things their own way. The word says everyone who trusts in the strength of man is cursed.

You can join God’s family at any time. What you’ve done is irrelevant. It can all be wiped out by the blood of Jesus. All that matters is your willingness to change course. Every intelligent saved person above the age of accountability is filthy and disgusting, but for God’s help. Your mother. Your kids. Your pastor. The nicest people you know. To God, there is no important difference between them and a Satanist who curses God every day. Sin is sin. You can be repaired. Thinking you can’t be fixed is no excuse for remaining as you are.

Preachers generally don’t have the guts, the honesty, or the knowledge to say these things. They want butts in seats and checks in collection plates. They’re like the dogs who started following men centuries ago, in order to eat their table scraps and their feces. They are useless.

Expect new riots with every report of a controversial interracial shooting. The enemy can never be appeased. He’s not after peace. He wants your annihilation.

America will continue to try to appease, as will the rest of the nations, and things will get worse and worse until the end comes. There may be pauses, but the process will not stop for good because people will continue choosing Satan. They will continue to endorse fornication and homosexuality. They will keep punishing and ostracizing God’s children. They will never stop looking for Satan’s solutions, because behaving and submitting are so abominable to them. We have had over a year of coronavirus, and there is almost no move to repent or take responsibility. That’s a pattern that will continue.

It would be nice to be wrong.

Osteen Never Surprises

Back when I was a deacon at New Dawn Ministries in Miami, before the pastors drove me out and the church disintegrated in scandal, I had the nerve to criticize Joel Osteen on Facebook. The pastor’s brother-in-law, who was a new Christian, responded very angrily, as he tended to do whenever I had a revelation that conflicted with bad doctrine. Basically, he questioned my right to criticize a TV pastor, as though Osteen somehow outranked other Christians.

Today I learned something every Christian needs to know: Osteen and his wife attended a homosexual pride event in 2019. It was sponsored by Sirius and Pandora, and the featured act was Stephanie Germanotta, AKA Lady Gaga.

I am not a good person, and whenever I’m right, it only proves God got me to listen, but I wonder how different the brother-in-law’s life would have been, had he listened to me a few times instead of assuming a brand-new Christian with a weak prayer life knew better.

Osteen is one of Sirius’ performers. Perhaps he was contractually obligated to be at the event. A real pastor would have breached the contract instead.

Osteen has always come across as a coward and lickspittle to me. He behaves like a dog that shows you its belly whenever you come in the room. He grins and squirms when he talks about tough issues. He weasels and dodges. It’s disgusting. Imagine Billy Graham or Lester Sumrall doing that. Imagine Smith Wigglesworth wriggling in his chair and saying, “Well, Whoopi, I don’t want to OFFEND anyone!” Such things could never happen.

The Revelation says cowards can’t enter the kingdom of heaven, and prophets have generally been rude people. Try and name a prophet who wasn’t rude. Samuel, Nathan, Isaiah, Elijah, Elisha, Jeremiah, Amos, Joel, John the Baptist, Jesus…they were all rude. They spoke the truth even when it offended people, and that is something everyone agrees is rude. Daniel may not have been rude, but he openly disobeyed Darius, knowing the penalty was death.

John called the hypocritical Jews of his time a brood of vipers, and Jesus called them sons of Satan. You can’t get much ruder than that, and these people were much more powerful than Joel Osteen. They imprisoned and murdered people who confronted them. If John spoke the truth to Herod, who had the power to behead him, why should anyone be afraid to criticize Joel Osteen, who crawls on his belly for people like Joy Behar?

Think how much money and approval must mean to Osteen, for him to show up and lick the feet of sexual degenerates and to help pro-perversion activists succeed.

I know exactly what this type of preacher would say: “You can catch more flies with honey than you can with vinegar. If you’re blunt, people won’t come to church and be saved, so you’re fighting God.” Thing is, Satan, not God, is the lord of flies. The point is to catch sheep, not flies. Jesus said we were the salt of the earth, not the sugar.

Bringing people to church indiscriminately is destructive. The word says few are chosen. You can’t undo the word by filling your church with hypocrites who have no desire to change. They’ll still go to hell, and they’ll ruin the church in the process. I know. I attended a church where an ignorant pastor named Linda Freeman taught yoga on the premises. I went to a church where an ignorant pastor named Tim Gilligan taught about “mindfulness,” which is New Age meditation.

Imagine Jesus saying he didn’t want to say something important because it would offend people! It’s a picture that makes no sense. It’s true, he paid Roman taxes in order to avoid offending and involving himself in a prosecution, but when he spoke, he said whatever God told him to. He did not pull punches.

Persecution is going to ramp up like crazy. It’s already happening. It won’t be a problem for many American Christians, however, because they don’t have the guts to accept it. They’ll snivel and kowtow, and they’ll bow to the persecutors. This is what Osteen is doing.

Fake Christians who abandon God entirely will avoid persecution. People like Osteen, who keep one foot in the church and the other in the bath house, will be persecuted for failing to go all the way. God is a jealous god, and so is Satan. People like Osteen will taste the persecution, but they won’t have much divine protection.

How many homosexuals have decided their problem is really a blessing, thanks to Joel Osteen? How many people who could have been helped are going to die defeated, in ignorance?

This morning while I was praying with “Rebecca,” I started feeling I needed to be more open about my membership in God’s family, not just on the web and with other Christians, but in face-to-face encounters with strangers. Maybe I need a couple of hats and shirts with Christian symbols on them. Maybe a bumper sticker. Just so no one will ever be able to say I let the lost lead me.

The Revelation says the people who will get the most protection will be in the church of Philadelphia. It’s not referring to an ancient church in the city of Philadelphia. It’s about the remnant that will exist when the rapture comes. It’s about Christians who function in God-given love, with zeal and faithfulness. God says they will be spared the hour of temptation that comes on the whole world, and that hour is the tribulation.

You’re not going to get a rapture ticket by enabling sexual rebels who are the church’s biggest enemies.

“Love” doesn’t mean “telling people what they want to hear.” Jesus WAS love, and he was highly critical and never apologized.

Prophecy is Being Fulfilled

Today I saw another interesting video from Zev Porat, the rabbi’s son who accepted Yeshua and ended up facing terrible abuse from rabbis and his own family. His grandfather responded to the news by throwing a dish at his head and lacerating his forehead, and a group of rabbis invaded a tent he was living in and spat on him and his wife.

Porat goes around Israel, speaking to Jewish people and Arabs. Some listen. He posts Youtube videos.

Yesterday he put up a video about a couple of yeshiva students. He ran into them by the Sea of Galilee. He showed them some Bible verses which challenged what they believed.

One of the big Jewish objections to Yeshua is the rabbinical stance that the Messiah can’t be God. They say he will just be a man. Today, Porat showed the students this:

For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counseller, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.

That’s Isaiah 9:6. Porat doesn’t teach from the New Testament, but often, Jews get angry at him when they hear Old Testament verses. They’re not familiar with the Bible, so they think they’re hearing the New Testament. He has to show them the Tanakh, in Hebrew, to prove he’s using the Bible they believe is true.

There is no translation issue. The word translated “God” is “el,” which is also means “God” in the rest of the Old Testament.

He showed them this verse and asked whom it referred to:

But thou, Bethlehem Ephratah, though thou be little among the thousands of Judah, yet out of thee shall he come forth unto me that is to be ruler in Israel; whose goings forth have been from of old, from everlasting.

That’s Micah 5:2. According to Porat, in Hebrew, it says the person described existed before the foundation of the world. The students agreed.

He asked the students whom it referred to, and one of them said it was David. He asked him if David existed before the foundation of the world, and of course, the student had to say no. So the student himself agreed that it was not David.

They asked him who this Messiah was, and Porat showed them Proverbs 30:4:

Who hath ascended up into heaven, or descended? who hath gathered the wind in his fists? who hath bound the waters in a garment? who hath established all the ends of the earth? what is his name, and what is his son’s name, if thou canst tell?

I’ve seen him use this verse before. It sometimes upsets people, because they already know the answer, but they’re afraid to say it. They’re terrified of persecution. They don’t want to lose their jobs, their families, and every other good thing they have.

Here in the US, no one has any excuse to be afraid to say the answer. Thank God for that.

They asked him where the Bible said Yeshua was the Messiah. There are many places, but he showed them this:

Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and not be afraid: for the Lord Jehovah is my strength and my song; he also is become my salvation.

The words translated as “salvation” are “yeshua” and a variant of the same word. “Yeshua” means “salvation.”

They agreed to communicate further, so there is some hope they will make it.

Jesus made it clear that if we were more afraid of people than we were of God, he would disown us. If we deny him in front of people, he will deny us before the Father. It’s a shame so many people are afraid to come out and say they believe. They may think they can make it as hypocrites, but they’re courting damnation. To be a Christian, you have to drink from the same cup as Jesus, and his cup was persecution and notoriety.

Psalm 56:22 says, “In God have I put my trust: I will not be afraid what man can do unto me.” It’s remarkable that we often fear men more than God. After all, he is God. If you’re afraid of men, you must not actually know God, regardless of how much you’ve studied.

The Revelation says cowards will burn in the lake of fire. It’s a serious thing.

Anyway, I enjoyed the video. I prayed for Porat’s success.

I have not prayed with “Rebecca” today. She is busy with classes. We are hoping to get together in a short time.

It’s frustrating, waiting for her to get her studies finished. We decided she should get through her first tests, in May, and then we can decide whether she should take the second round.

I feel like telling her to drop everything and come on over, but we want to be responsible. Maybe I shouldn’t be writing this paragraph. She reads this blog!

I hope to keep bringing better and better news about us and our relationship with God. Hope other people who have been following the story will be helped.

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One year after my friend and prayer partner Travis Quinn was shot, in an accident that eventually ended his life, our mutual friend Alonzo has been taken to the hospital with coronavirus and pneumonia. Please intercede for his recovery and his relationship with God, if you will.

Yukon Keep These Potatoes

Things are still going great with my Zambian sweetheart, “Rebecca.” We are still struggling with the question of whether she should continue studying for the Zambian bar exam. We keep getting what seem to be indications that it’s not God’s will. Prayers for his guidance would be appreciated.

There are only two reasons for her to continue. First, there is the possibility that we won’t work out, which seems highly unlikely, and second, it’s generally not a good idea to quit big projects you’ve started. If she quits and something miraculous happens that splits us up, I can easily fund a return trip to Zambia and a new period of study, but she would lose some time.

In other news, I bought a deep fryer. I’m not sure it was a good idea. I am tired of having problems frying things. My chicken has been performing poorly.

In the old days, the portable fryer market was gloomy. They had things like the Fry Baby, and not much more. The Fry Baby is a small electrified bucket that holds oil. They now make a Fry Pappy. It’s bigger, and the reviews are not good. One problem: you have to fry everything at 375 degrees.

Now you can get a machine that will sit on your countertop and fry 2.5 pounds of food per batch. You can get models that have preset modes for various foods. One model, made by Breville, has a special two-part mode for twice-fried fries. Do you trust a stranger to tell your fryer how to make fries? I don’t. My Instant Pot does a great job with rice, however.

The Breville gets a lot of bad reviews because of build quality, so I don’t want it.

I decided to try a T-Fal. Their machine comes apart so you can put various pieces in the dishwasher. It has a big basket which is easy to handle. It also has a filtering mode. After you fry, it filters the fat and stores it in a container which is part of the fryer.

Today I watched some videos about fryers, and I also caught an America’s Test Kitchen video about frying chicken “like the pros.” I thought they did a surprisingly bad job. They used a Dutch oven with a clip-on thermometer, and they fried the chicken right on the bottom of the pot. It came out with dark areas in the areas that hit bottom. I don’t need a fancy kitchen and a staff of professionals to tell me how to burn chicken.

Usually, the people at ATK give great advice. Not sure what happened this time.

T-Fal’s machine looked good on Youtube, and the ATK video made me despair of frying chicken well in a plain old pot. That’s why I ordered the T-Fal. Now I’m not so sure. Since placing the order, I’ve learned some things.

I decided to make fries to see if I could do better than ATK. I looked for recipes online. I wanted to fry twice, the way you’re supposed to. Okay, technically, I wanted to blanch once and fry once. I kept seeing recipes calling for Yukon gold potatoes, which were all I had. I sliced some thin and blanched them in a pot with a thermometer, and then I chilled them.

For some reason, I have a stainless basket which can be used for frying. It has little bumps on the bottom to lift it off the bottom of the pot. I used it for blanching, and it worked very well.

It wasn’t much trouble at all, and I didn’t have to take a fancy machine apart for cleaning. Also, because I now have a dedicated grease-filtering storage canister, handling the oil was easy.

Sadly, the fries were not good. They tasted great, but Yukon Golds are not frying potatoes. Not as far as I can tell, anyway. The fries looked perfect, but they were limp, probably because they were low on starch compared to russets.

It looks like I got snookered by the Internet again. It’s full of recipes written by people who can’t cook at all.

I have made wonderful fries in the past. I always used russet potatoes. I have never had good results frying red potatoes or Yukons. I should have known better than to try Yukons today.

Sources on the web say the Russet Burbank is the top fry potato. I don’t know if the russets I can buy are Russet Burbanks, but I’m sure they will beat Yukon Golds.

To get back to equipment, I’m wondering why I should keep the fryer when I have a pretty good solution on hand already.

ATK’s chicken video got me thinking about Dutch ovens. Le Creuset makes the best, if reviewers are to be believed, but boy, are they expensive. Like $380 expensive for a big one. I’ve been resisting getting one. Today I learned they’re on sale for $250. It’s a manufacturer’s promotion. The big model is over $100 cheaper than the next size down.

I tried finding used Dutch ovens a while back, but it was a waste of time. If you want a Le Creuset cheap, you pretty much have to find it at a thrift shop or inherit it.

I just told Amazon to cancel the fryer, as I was writing this. There is no point in spending $120 on something you may not need. Making my bad fries gave me confidence in my frying ability, even if the potatoes let me down. Had I had russets, I would have had excellent fries, and the basket would have made them very easy to handle.

I think I should buy a Dutch oven and invest in some russet potatoes. I don’t actually need a Dutch oven for potatoes, but it will be useful for other things, and I don’t expect Le Creuset to keep the sale going forever.

Not too much is going on, apart from the above. Still waiting for the side effects from my Johnson & Johnson vaccine. I almost had a headache last night, and I felt sleepy, but then I had eaten a big bowl of garlic rolls, so what was I supposed to expect? I feel a little sleepy right now, but I just ate too many fries.

Great things are happening in my relationship with God, but I can’t talk about them here. I am willing to say I am being much more critical of (i.e. “realistic about”) about myself these days, and I am really trying to dedicate myself to God and get his blessings, starting with transformation, to flow. I still think the apocalypse is about to dawn. This is no time to be lukewarm or proud, and I have been both.

Is it “Pandemic” or “Dem Panic”?

I prayed a lot about the bizarre array of coronavirus vaccines we have available, and as of yesterday, I felt peace about the Johnson & Johnson shot. Yes, it’s made using a cell line that came from the murder of an unborn baby. My take on that is not simple, and my decision took a long time to congeal. I would not accept a transplanted part from an unborn baby, but this individual died in 1985, the cells used came from cultures propagated since then, the pharmaceutical companies didn’t give us any appealing options, and for all I know, all the other vaccines I’ve received were made the same way.

Getting the shot I wanted was a big blessing. Florida is vaccinating like crazy, and most private providers, like pharmacies, are booked up for days. All of the providers that use the J&J vaccine were booked up as of yesterday, and J&J’s production was recently set back by an error that ruined 15 million doses, but today an obscure local pharmacy received a shipment, and I found out about it early on.

A lady in the waiting area wanted to know if the vaccine was a good choice for her. She said she got very ill for up to two weeks every time she took the flu shot. Two things popped into my mind: 1) hypochondria, and 2) the pointlessness of a shot that gives you a condition which is completely identical to the illness it’s supposed to prevent.

I can’t believe her story, because the flu itself usually isn’t severe, and it doesn’t last two weeks for most people. Why would anyone guarantee herself a two-week illness requiring bed rest in order to prevent a disease that only lasts a week? After a couple of bad experiences, most people would opt for the flu itself.

You rarely hear a man say flu shots make him sick. You rarely hear a man say, “Whenever I take the flu shot, I get the flu.” Seems like it’s always a woman. But the web says men are just as likely as women to be hypochondriacs. In my family, it’s a big problem among women but not the men. My aunt, my mother, and my sister have made lots of grave predictions and announcements about their health as well as other people’s.

Maybe the lady from the pharmacy was telling the truth, and her flu episodes have been worse than her vaccine reactions.

I hope I did the right thing, choosing to be vaccinated. I felt strongly that God was telling me to go ahead, but I could be wrong.

Now I’m wondering if I’ll have side effects. I think it’s extremely likely I had coronavirus a year ago. I had a fairly lengthy illness with symptoms consistent with coronavirus, after being exposed to international travelers. Here’s the question: will coronavirus itself give me any immunity to the vaccine?

I would think things would work both ways, but I’m no doctor. The vaccine uses an adenovirus. Maybe people react to the adenovirus as well as the covid material. If that’s true, I guess having covid will not block all of the shot’s side effects.

I don’t care. I’ve never had a noticeable reaction to any vaccine, as far as I can recall. I’m not all that snowflaky about my health. I’m just curious about what will happen.

I feel fantastic today. In fact, that’s how I generally feel. Lots of energy. I suppose it comes from prayer. I don’t know if my friends have noticed, but I’m never the one to say it’s time to stop what we’re doing because I’m tired or sore or whatever. It’s always someone younger than I am. I just realized that. If I started feeling bad, it would be very obvious because of the contrast.

The stats for the J&J vaccine are confusing and not simple. Some make it look inferior to the other shots, but there is additional information out there suggesting it’s better than the drive-by media’s typical presentations imply. It’s supposed to be a near-guarantee you won’t die from covid, so that’s good.

As I always say, if I can’t be raptured, I want to have my head taken off by a meteor. Failing those options, I definitely don’t want to go from covid.

The “guarantee” also includes severe illness and ICU treatment.

There is evidence the J&J vaccine may actually be superior to the other shots because it was developed later, so as usual when it comes to coronavirus, the correct conclusion is that no one really knows the truth. We don’t know why people hoarded toilet paper. We don’t know why states with lockdowns sometimes did much worse than states that respected people’s freedom. We don’t know why we all got fat in 2020. We don’t know why the flu disappeared this season. We just guess and guess and guess.

Whatever. I got the shot. Now I’m going to make pizza.

Who are we Really Serving?

“Rebecca” the Zambian, well, Rebecca and I are still enjoying life and hoping for a bright future together.

We continue to pray together at least a couple of times every day, although her bar study obligations are cutting into our schedule. We pray about general things early in the day, and later on, we intercede. Sometimes we intercede for people we care about, and sometimes we intercede for people who are annoying.

We talked about something we have been avoiding discussing. We want to know whether there is any point in having her complete her bar exam, which will take several months, when the process delays our getting together and also interferes with what we do.

The obvious concern is this: is studying for the bar exam a responsible thing to do, which will bring Rebecca closure and help her to leave Zambia as a success, or is it a worthless time sink which will only hinder us in what we’re supposed to do for God? Also, is our desire to be together coloring our judgment?

She just texted me, sending a crying emoji and this: “Class 6 hours straight.”

One of the hallmarks of controlling men is that they interfere with women’s educational and career opportunities. You persuade a woman to let you provide all her support, you tell her she doesn’t need to go to school or work, and then if she complies, she is trapped if the relationship doesn’t turn out to be what she wanted.

I am not a controlling person, but I’m leery of looking like one, and what if I drop dead before things work out? What if she changes her mind about me? She would have invested a lot of time in bar study, and she would have to do it all again.

But does it make sense to look at things that way? Doesn’t it go against faith? God has aligned us extremely quickly, in a very short time, and we are both Spirit-led believers who insist on living by faith instead of relying on our own judgment.

During the last few days, we asked God to help us make sure nothing we give him is defective. This turned out to be relevant to the discussion of Rebecca’s plans.

God criticized the ancient Jews for taking defective animals to the temple to be sacrificed. Some of them took animals that were crippled or blind. They didn’t give God what he wanted. Also, a number of people in the Bible got in very serious trouble for performing sacrifices their own way instead of God’s.

Under the new covenant, we do the same thing when we try to plan our own lives and do what we want for God. Most Christians don’t hear from the Holy Spirit because of bad doctrine that separates them from him, so how do they serve him? In self-righteousness. They do things that look good superficially, but God is not involved, so the results stink like rotten meat.

The world is full of churches and ministries God never wanted to exist. People build orphanges God doesn’t approve of. They go on missionary trips he didn’t sanction. They think God approves because they’re being nice and working hard, but they displease God and spread rot through the church. They make Christianity look bad. They fill our ranks with people who just want to show off.

Doing things God never asked you to do, and then claiming you do them for him, is taking God’s name in vain. It’s a major sin. It’s like putting a three-legged lamb on the altar.

Yesterday, during our first prayer session, Rebecca told me she had dreamed about a nun who ran the Catholic school she attended. She is not Catholic; she just attended the school. If I recall correctly, in the dream she needed money for something, and the nun provided her with a few coins.

To me, it sounded like God was showing her church people walking in the flesh were not able to do much for her.

I think money usually represents faith and power.

After we prayed, I watched Youtube. First, I saw a video by an obscure man I like listening to. He has a tiny audience. He died from a drug overdose, and he was revived. While he was gone, he was in hell. In the video, which is only a few days old, he said he felt he had to talk about something he realized in hell. He said he realized nearly all of what we do is worthless because God is not in it.

After that, I watched a recent Mark Hemans video, and he preached about the same basic thing. He said human beings who are not led by the Spirit do what seems right in their own minds, offending God in the process. For example, he cast spirits out of a woman, and she began sobbing and shaking. A misguided person tried to cheer her up and help her stop, and Hemans put a stop to it. She needed to go through the pain of deliverance. He said the person who interfered was showing human love, but it was actually detrimental. God’s love required the woman to experience deliverance properly.

I didn’t seek out videos about human self-righteousness. They just appeared while I was looking at recommended videos.

From a human perspective, it appears that the right thing is for Rebecca to take the bar exam. Is that how God sees it?

Today and yesterday, Rebecca has been swamped. You would think Resurrection Sunday would be a day of rest in a Christian country, but both days have been filled with scholastic obligations. In Zambia, Resurrection Sunday and the day after are official holidays, so the people who hold classes take advantage of the time to pack extra work in. It’s frustrating, and it’s also a great illustration of the tension between worldliness and devotion to God.

We would like to get together for the first time sooner than June, which is when she expects to have her first period of free time, and we would like to get together permanently sooner than September, which is the month when she finishes her school obligations. The thing is, God isn’t the only one who might want this. Our flesh wants it. We are tired of connecting by phone when we could be sitting in the same room.

Sometimes God and the flesh agree. Sometimes we just think they do.

This is where we are.

I won’t worry. God will show us the right thing to do, and he will keep us on course. It will be wonderful if we can accelerate things.

If anything changes, I will show up here to write about it.

Nuptial Decisions Prove to be Above my Pay Grade

Day 26 of my online courtship has gone well. I made some excellent homemade bread. That’s unrelated to the courtship. It’s just one reason why the day has gone well.

INGREDIENTS

520 g bread flour
1.5 tsp. salt
1 tbsp. bread machine yeast
3 tbsp. sugar
4 tbsp. butter
310 g warm water

Throw the dry stuff in your food processor and blend until mixed. Add the water and blend until you get a coherent ball. After 10 minutes, blend the butter in. Add some salt to melted butter and grease a bread pan. Shape the dough into a loaf. Put the loaf in a pan and butter it. Allow to rise until it looks like a loaf should. Bake at 450 until the internal temperature hits about 195.

I also had a very good time interceding via video chat with my Zambian sweetheart. I have learned that intercession carries an unexpected benefit. You really need to tell people after you intercede, so they can agree with you and look for God’s answer. Because of this, intercession keeps you in touch with people.

We prayed for our relationship, and while I was speaking, I made a misstep. She suggested I pray for our children, and I was kind of stuck. It seems highly presumptuous for me to pray for our children as though they were definitely coming, because it’s like I’m assuming she will say yes if I propose. Also, I think a man is supposed to try to protect a woman from hasty decisions. Or at least he should pretend to.

Anyway, she was not all that happy with the disclaimers I inserted in my prayers, so I had to smooth all that over. She thought I sounded like I didn’t want to marry her or have children when, in fact, I was simply trying not to be an idiot.

Four weeks ago, I was completely prepared to get old and die with my tools and my smoker. Now I find myself plunged into a courtship process I know almost nothing about, so it’s not a huge surprise if there are occasional bumps in the road.

My feeling was that you shouldn’t play around with a woman by talking about marriage as though it were a done deal, prior to handing over the ring or at least proposing. Evidently, I was totally wrong about this, as men often are about nearly everything. Evidently the best course is to talk as though the church were already rented.

I don’t know how this works. It’s all trial and error.

I have written about my friends Diamond and Silk; two young Haitian ladies I got to know back when I was attending Trinity Church. I had a long conversation with Diamond today, and she provided a lot of helpful information concerning decisions she had made. A) I am, in fact, going to marry Rebecca. B) Diamond and Silk will be bridesmaids. C) They will wear pink dresses. D) Diamond’s daughter Carat will be the flower girl, at the age of three.

Thank goodness I don’t have to make any of those tough decisions. I’m not qualified.

I told Diamond to let me know the date of the ceremony so I could arrange to be there. Until then, all I have to do is hand over a grocery bag full of cash.

In case people still think I’m kidding about buying my wife, I will provide a link to Wikipedia’s article on the subject: LINK.

Here’s the annoying thing about the article: there is nothing in it about consumer protection. In the US, under the Uniform Commercial Code, goods sold typically carry an implied warranty of fitness for their purpose. It looks like I’m not getting one of those. What if Rebecca fails to serve her purpose? I don’t even get a partial refund.

I don’t get free repairs, either. She already had to have a cavity fixed. Shouldn’t I be able to bill that to the family?

Seems to me that Africa is behind the times. Here in America, every tool at Harbor Freight can be returned up to 90 days after purchase, but if my wife suffers some kind of mechanical failure, I will be left holding the bag. My understanding is that the price I pay for her will be consumed in riotous living in a matter of days, so even if the family wanted to compensate me, they would have nothing to offer except maybe some celebratory selfies.

I guess I’ll just have to bear the risk. Unless there is a Zambian firm that offers aftermarket wife warranties.

This is where it stands right now. It’s a touching story. Part true love. Part human trafficking.

I can’t wait to get her over here. I want to secure her within our borders before the next wave of coronavirus insanity reduces us all to traveling on foot.

I’ll be back with updates as Diamond provides them.

Unto Every One That Hath Shall be Given

Readers may want to know how things are going with the Zambian lady and me.

At some point last year, I realized that things went better for me when I did a lot of interceding, so I determined to do more of it. I interceded for people while I was driving, for example. I interceded for people in the cars and buildings around me, not just people I knew. Anyone I could think of.

“Rebecca” and I were brought together, and then we discovered it would take a long time to get together in person. We started having long prayer sessions in the morning. Now we are also having sessions later in the day. We have decided to intercede as much as we can. She likes to start video chats during the day because she misses me, and if I don’t bring intercession up, she reminds me.

I see this as an explosive development. If interceding by myself at irregular intervals opened the doors to God’s blessings, what will happen when I do it with a strong Christian, maintaining a busy and consistent schedule?

When we pray together, I thank him for making us useful. I felt frustrated that all we could do was communicate by phone, because I thought it limited what we could do. Now that we have a ministry of intercession, we are able to accomplish things in spite of the separation.

On Saturday, Rebecca told me her younger sister was in the hospital with malaria. The sister and her family live on a farm, and they hadn’t been able to charge their cell phone, so Rebecca was not able to contact them. She was very upset. She spent a fair part of the day crying. I made the mistake of trying to introduce her to someone during a video chat, and she was so embarrassed to be seen crying, she hung up and returned after getting it together.

We interceded, and I texted friends to join. On Saturday night, we heard Rebecca’s sister was recovering, and since then, things have only gotten better. We are still praying for her to recover, and also for God to help her close any doors that have opened her to attack.

We are praying for friends and relatives to become children of God. We are praying for God to form and repair marriages. We are praying for financial problems. We are praying for physical healing.

It’s wonderful to be useful.

A lot of people think they can’t serve God because they have no help, or they’re isolated, or they’re introverted, or they can’t travel, or they don’t have much money. Anyone who wants a ministry can start one instantly. Just make a point of praying for people. You don’t need a building, money, a vehicle, or anything else to get started. Just get to work.

In case anyone thinks I’m being scammed, I should add that I finally looked up Rebecca’s Instagram and Twitter accounts. I found things she wrote years ago that were completely consistent with what I know about her.

Summary: things are getting better and better. It’s a remarkable story, and it doesn’t seem to be losing steam.

You Have Already Been Found Guilty

Yesterday, I wrote a piece analyzing the moral problems with covid vaccines. Should I take an mRNA vaccine I don’t trust to leave my genes alone? Should I take an adenovirus vaccine made using a cell line derived from the 1985 murder of a helpless baby? Should I opt out and trust God alone? I tentatively concluded that receiving the murder vaccine was no worse than my unintentional and unavoidable after-the-fact participation in many other crimes. Every time I buy anything made in China, I support murder abortion as well as the killing of delivered babies, and I also support Joe Biden and the undermining of my country by hostile foreigners.

Today, I feel like writing about the flag at the dump. When I went to drop my garbage this week, I saw a flag at half mast. I don’t say “half staff” because it sounds pretentious. I wondered what the story was. My buddy Mike said it was for the victims of the Atlanta massage shootings. Biden signed a proclamation about the flag, covering several days.

The ridiculous premises are 1) there is an epidemic of ant-Asian violence connected with the virtually nonexistent phenomenon of white supremacy, and 2) the shootings were part of the epidemic.

It’s draining, seeing the constant flood of lies, rising to my very doorstep. It’s a constant reminder that the end of the age is here and America will never recover its sanity.

Of course, there is no new wave of anti-Asian violence, so there is no new wave connected to white supremacy, and white supremacy barely exists, and the man who killed the Asians in Atlanta, who was not a white supremacist, did it for other reasons. On top of that, he is atypical of people who hurt Asians.

Violence against Asians is nothing new, and it’s mainly a black problem.

Far and away, black men are the biggest perpetrators of attacks on Asians in the US. Before this country became Wokanda, we talked about this publicly. Asians have a history of moving into black neighborhoods and setting up successful businesses, and community relations have always been bad. Remember the Family Red Apple market libels? Prominent black leaders have said racist things about Asians taking over. Their slanders and victimhood speech encourage black men to harm Asians. They make it sound like self-defense.

Remember when every American knew all these things?

In the US, black men commit most of the anti-Asian violence, and that’s remarkable, because there are about 5 times as many white men, and white men are bad, bad people.

What, exactly, is the Wokandan definition of white supremacy? Fundamentally, it’s whatever anti-white racists want it to be at a given moment.

Here’s what real white supremacy is: it’s a policy of creating a government in which non-whites are excluded from all positions of power.

Here are some things which are not white supremacy: requiring people to wear business clothes, insisting employees speak English, criticizing discrimination against white people (including affirmative action), refusing to kneel on an athletic field, refusing to adequately froth at the mouth and join in the persecution of people the Wokandans have erroneously accused of white supremacy, refusing to give a black power salute while terrorists threaten you at a restaurant, voting for a Republican, owning an AR-15, expecting a nation to have borders, reading a Dr. Seuss book, reading a Mark Twain book, and putting a Confederate flag on the rear window of your pickup. Also: being white.

Why do I bother to say these things? They will convince no one, because the Wokandans and Ewokes don’t think. They are impervious to the truth. Demons rule them because they rejected and decided to persecute the Holy Spirit before they chose to persecute white people.

About half of the country is under the delusion that Donald Trump is personally responsible for the January 6 riot, simply because he encouraged people to protest. This is the same half of the country which was fine with Kamala Harris encouraging people to go out in the streets and raise hell. It’s the same half of the country that thought it was okay when Maxine Waters and Al Sharpton literally encouraged people to riot. Never mind that the damage done on January 6 is dwarfed by what leftists have done in America over the last few years.

The victimhood pimps like to use the words “weaponizing” and “radicalizing” when it comes to conservatives who are overly angry about the death of America. Let’s turn those words around. They are clearly weaponizing and radicalizing leftists. Increasingly, non-whites in the US believe they are entitled and even obligated to rain extreme cruelty on white people, Jews, and Asians. Many white leftists agree. Anyone who is more successful must be a supremacist, so cut them, shoot them, rape them, and take what they have. The more the victimhood pimps blather, the more anti-Asian crime there will be, and white people will not be the main perpetrators.

It’s remarkable how Satan gets the children of darkness to do his work.

The Holy Spirit transcends race. When he is allowed to work, people he leads come to understand that race, color, and nationality mean nothing. They learn that their beloved brothers and sisters are all types of people. We see this in Israel, where former terrorists sing in churches and intermarry with Messianic Jews. Satan makes us focus on differences in the flesh, making peace impossible.

I am in love with a magnificent Zambian lady. What is she going to think if she marries me and comes to live in America? What will she think of most black Americans? The men will think she betrayed her race. Anyone who learns she’s not a leftist will call her things like “coon” and “house negro.” They’ll say she’s a whore. She will have no mainstream black friends. If she wants to know black people, she’ll have to get together with those who are ruled and transformed by the Holy Spirit.

Conservative, Spirit-led black Americans are persecuted and rejected by people who look like them and think they’re entitled to tell them what to think and whom to associate with. In America, black people are still treated like property, except the owners aren’t white farmers. They’re politicians, other blacks, and leftists. In America, white leftists routinely rip black people for failing to obey them and submit.

Anyone who can tell you what to think is your master. Don’t fool yourself. Denial of the right to think and speak is more invasive and nullifying than denial of liberty and property.

The Atlanta murderer was not out to get Asians. If he were, he would not have shot two non-Asians, and he would not have gone to a whorehouse and killed prostitutes. In his own confession, he said he had a sex addiction he could not break. He would have shot the prostitutes he was involved with regardless of their race. It’s sickening that leftists won’t admit this.

I don’t know why I write these things, knowing leftists are too in love with hate to listen. Maybe it’s for the purpose of judgment. There are two reasons why God interacts with people: to help them, and to provide evidence for their damnation. If he offers you help and you refuse or misuse it, you seal the case for conviction and eternity in hell. You can’t say you weren’t warned. On the other hand, Ezekiel said people like me would be blameless only if we gave warnings.

It’s very sad that a Christian man was so disconnected from the Holy Spirit that he was willing to murder people who are probably damned and, in doing so, ruin his own life. He probably comes from a church that doesn’t teach people to pray abundantly in tongues, cast out demons, and beg God for correction. But his crimes are not indications that he was a white supremacist or that proper Christians are dangerous. Christianity works, but it has to be the real thing, involving adherents very deeply with the Holy Spirit. Any church that teaches pride and hard work, the prosperity gospel, anti-Semitism, leftism, black liberation theology, prayer to saints, or cessationism is powerless and under Satan’s control. No person who isn’t transformed by the Holy Spirit is a yardstick by which Christianity can be judged. Such people are nominal Christians only, as Rebecca calls them.

I can’t vouch for nominal Christians. Such people perpetrated the Spanish Inquisition, and many cooperated with Nazis. I wish I could say none are dangerous, but anyone who is not connected well to the Holy Spirit can be manipulated by Satan. Just like a leftist rioter or a person like Al Sharpton who encourages them.

All up in my Business

This is amazing. Someone has been surreptitiously filming me and my long-distance Zambian girlfriend.

FYI, we have decided my new pet name is The Problem of Whiteness.

Twenty Days

Things continue to get better and better between me and “Rebecca” the Zambian cow-redeemed woman of God.

Obviously, no one is really redeemed by cows, but if you want a Zambian wife, you have to pay the bovine ransom.

We keep praying together for long periods every morning. We had to postpone it one day because of other obligations, but other than that, we are consistent.

I know I will offend people by saying this, but offending is what I do, so I will say it: interacting with this lady has shown me how harmful and useless the modern American woman is. I have never known anyone like Rebecca well. The contrast between her and other women I’ve evaluated as marriage material is so great, it’s like comparing a freshly made Happy Meal to a bag of moldy, maggot-infested scraps in a McDonald’s dumpster. Having a typical, modern American woman–including Christian women–seems so dangerous and unsatisfying to me now, I can’t imagine myself settling for one. Being alone is better, and it’s not just a little bit better. It’s worlds better.

Paul said those who married would have trouble in the flesh, and boy, was he right. Fortunately, what he said was not a universal law. Just an observation based on his knowledge of the married people he knew. Good marriages have always existed, and only God puts them together.

Modern women are very domineering. Let’s start with that. For over half a century, TV has taught them men need to be corrected, and that women are supposed to function as patient yet stern mothers to their husbands. It actually starts with boyfriends. Modern fornication has put women in a position of power they were never supposed to have. They set up hoops, and men who want sex (and to avoid marriage) jump through them.

The belief that women need to correct men is a Satanic notion, and it didn’t start recently, even though the epidemic exploded in America only during the last century. You can see the problem in the Catholic Church. Mary, a dead woman in heaven who can’t hear your prayers, is the real god of Catholics. They’re told not to bother the father, even though Jesus specifically instructed us to pray directly to him. They pray to their idol. In their art, Mary is a big, strong woman, and what is Jesus? A fat, weak baby. Jesus created Mary, not to mention all the galaxies, yet Catholics routinely depict him as a baby in a diaper, or as a defeated and mysteriously emaciated twig-armed figure still nailed to a cross.

Jesus was a man, and he was a carpenter. He was physically strong.

The ancients worshiped feminine deities. The ancient Jews worshiped Astarte (now known as Mary). Archaeologists have unearthed synagogues containing two altars: a big one for Yahweh and a little one for “the queen of heaven.”

Satan hates masculinity, which is why countless American men and boys are now having themselves shot full of androgen blockers and female hormones. It’s why they’re having their penises amputated. Yahweh is masculine, not feminine. So is Jesus. So is the Holy Spirit. Feminist Christians hate to hear this, but it’s true. The male sows seed, and it grows in the female. All three manifestations of God are sowers, not receivers. Man was created in the image of a masculine God, and Satan can’t emasculate God, so he goes after men, who resemble God.

Rebecca has not tried to scold me or mother me even once. I have to ask modern women: can you even imagine how that feels for me? It’s what you’re competing with. Having known Rebecca, why would I ever even finish an introductory online chat with the likes of you?

You might as well be a mental patient typing from a ward. Look how you handicap yourselves. It’s like going to a grocery store and getting a choice between a brand-new cart and one with four wheels that spin and drag. I wasn’t born to be a tow truck, fighting resistance every minute I’m with a woman.

I already know what a modern woman will say, because I’ve heard it perhaps ten thousand times: “You just want someone who will feed your ego and tell you what you want to hear. You don’t want healthy debate with a person you respect.”

1. I don’t want to be told I’m wonderful or that I’m right all the time. I want someone who will come back at me with confirmation of what God has already told me. I want someone who has already heard the same things.

2. Debate has never been healthy. “Healthy debate” is an oxymoron. There are no debates in heaven, because everyone believes exactly the same things. Jesus said he was the truth, not the argument. I hear from the Holy Spirit every day. The only women who could be anything but toxic to me are in the same situation. I don’t want to share revelation with a woman and then hear that I should be listening to Father Corapi or Sister Angelica or Joel Osteen or any of the other dangerous, conceited ignoramuses I already know are wrong. I want to find out the Holy Spirit is telling her the same thing.

3. Conceit will not make me respect you.

4. I want someone who will join me in praying God will correct and inform both of us. No one who wants a sycophant would do that.

This brings me to the second point: modern women are accusers. “You have male fragility.” “You have white privilege.” “You have the madonna/whore complex.” “You’re afraid of strong women.”

The word “devil” means “accuser.” Look it up. What possible reason could I have for inviting an accuser to share my life? These days, women are full of anti-male accusations that came from Satan himself. The Bible says Satan accuses us before the father all day. I don’t need that manure piped into my home and my head. May God pump it back into the heads of all those who have directed it at me.

Third point: modern women are incapable of learning because they have become convinced they were born perfect. Pacifism is good; weapons and self-defense are bad. Vegetarianism is good; hunting and eating meat are bad. Masculinity itself, a defining characteristic of Jesus Christ, is “toxic”; femininity is good and more advanced. Women are highly evolved; men, who built the world, are like chimpanzees who need to be restrained.

The first sinner was a woman. The first drug user was a woman who ate a fruit that altered her consciousness because she wanted to be better than a man. The first emasculator and rebel against male authority was a woman. The first idolater was a woman. What was Adam cursed for? Listening to the voice of his wife.

Traditionally, women have been leaders in idolatry, and they still are. The Mormon cult endorsed polygamy because women flocked to it and men resisted. Women are the leading proponents of witchcraft. Women are the biggest practitioners of the demonic religion of yoga. Women push socialism, which has a history of hatred of God. Women have done tremendous evil, yet somehow, modern women believe they’re right about everything.

Rebecca does not accuse me. When she showed up in my life, she already believed what I believe. God put it in her. I didn’t have to. She listens to what I say, and she repeats it to me amplified with scriptures she already knows.

Why would I trade this for a neurotic feminist who thinks everything I say is “mansplaining” and reacts to it by cutting herself?

Fourth point: modern women who are Christians worship pastors instead of listening to the revelation God gives their husbands. If I point out, rightly, that Kenneth Copeland is a con artist who destroys people’s wealth and keeps them away from God, I shouldn’t have to listen to a woman who tells me I’m going to hell for touching God’s anointed. If you chose me, you should know I hear from God, and you should hear from him, too. If you don’t think I can be trusted, marry someone else and spare me the torment of being with you.

Should I complain to God because I’ve been so single for so long, or should I thank him profusely because you weren’t with me?

Pointing a TV camera at a gutless, grinning moron or a liar doesn’t turn him into God’s anointed. God anoints people with impartations, not cameras. The most damaging preachers on earth are on TV with huge audiences.

The Bible clearly says, in many places, that a woman should submit to her husband. Nowhere does it say the converse. Some people quote a passage that says Christians should submit to each other, but it’s not in reference to marriage. If it were, it could contradict the rest of the Bible. It directly follows a passage saying women should submit to their husbands.

It’s unfortunate that we so often use the word “submissive” to describe a good wife, because Americans hate this word and associate it with things like abuse and sexual perversion. Maybe people will understand better if I use the word “cooperative.” It’s wonderful to have a woman who is cooperative.

Modern women need to understand something: no man has to marry them. We are free to look elsewhere, and we are free to remain single. You can be mad at us, but you have no power over us. The competition is alluring and nourishing. You are repulsive and draining. If you want a man who has known a proper woman, you will have to get it together, because what you’re offering is repellent to him.

Why do you think men marry so late? They get to know you, and maybe they start fornicating with you and even play house with you, but something inside them tells them there has to be something better out there. That’s why your boyfriend left you when you were 41 and childless. It’s why you think about buying sperm.

I am not a controlling person, and I have the right to reject other people who would control me. If I choose to reject you in favor of someone vastly better in every way, there is nothing you can do about it. Thank God for that.

On top of all of Rebecca’s godliness and her correct attitude, she’s also young and beautiful. There must be others like her out there, ladies. Consider your competition and do the smart thing. Even though I mention Rebecca’s beauty, you should know that your looks aren’t the main thing keeping you single. Fix your attitude, and you will improve your results regardless of your appearance. Men are thirsting for correct women. It’s wonderful that Rebecca is so pretty, but her personality is the reason I didn’t get rid of her on the first day.

Am I saying African women are generally better? No. I don’t have any idea whether that’s true. I’m not writing about African women. I’m talking about Spirit-led women who love and enjoy their proper role. Unfortunately, there aren’t many in America. I can only think of one woman I’ve known here who seemed to fit the description. One!

Yesterday I prayed in tongues for an hour and a half in the afternoon, and I received two scriptures. I sent them to Rebecca.

Here is what Abraham said to Eliezer:

“[A]nd I will make you swear by the Lord, the God of heaven and the God of the earth, that you will not take a wife for my son from the daughters of the Canaanites, among whom I dwell; but you shall go to my country and to my family, and take a wife for my son Isaac.”

Here is what Jesus said to someone who tried to get him to leave his followers to talk to his mother and biological half-siblings:

But he answered and said unto him that told him, Who is my mother? and who are my brethren? And he stretched forth his hand toward his disciples, and said, Behold my mother and my brethren! For whosoever shall do the will of my Father which is in heaven, the same is my brother, and sister, and mother.

America is not my primary country. My primary country is the nation and family of God. The Lord wanted me to have a wife who came from our family, and it looks like he had to go to Africa and another race to find her.

Until this month, I had no idea what a woman was supposed to be like. I had some intellectual beliefs based on the Bible, but I had almost no personal exposure to women who had it together. If you think I was picky before this month, you wouldn’t believe how picky I am now. If things didn’t work out between me and Rebecca, I would become a rapid-fire rejection gun. I wouldn’t struggle for days to make the wrong woman work. I would drop her in the first 10 minutes and be glad I got away.

I was a fool when I was young, and I delayed God’s help for many years. I’m very grateful to him for removing the curses. If you’re young, read what I’m writing. You need God to bring you a wife he chose, and if your fiancee makes you feel trapped, she didn’t come from God. Things will get exponentially worse if you marry her.

Ladies, I suggest you ramp up your game. What Rebecca is doing works.

If you want to comment and say I offended you, all I can say is that you wasted a great opportunity to make your dreams come true. Correction is what you make of it.

Courtship not Slowing Down

Someone asked for an update on my love life (which now exists) in a comment. Here I am to fill the need.

I just got off video chat with the Zambian lady. I will call her Rebecca in order to avoid putting her first name on the web. We now have a ministry of intercession, so we interceded for friends and family. Update: I interrupted writing this paragraph to take a call from one of the people we interceded for. The call from Rebecca was over. My buddy Mike is here, so we interceded and prayed in agreement with him.

Lot of intercession going on.

Rebecca and I still talk all the time. I am not sure why any woman would prefer seeing me on video to hearing my voice, but video is what we do. We have not gotten tired of each other. We are not having arguments. We continue to have long prayer sessions in the morning. We are working on getting together.

I’m not sure what we could learn about each other in person that would be bad enough to convince us we were wrong about each other when communicating remotely. It just seems like it would be imprudent to go straight from video chat to engagement and marriage.

We are getting revelations that intertwine and support each other. A lot of it seems to be about the principle of rapture. The rapture isn’t just an event; the event is the end of a process in which people get closer to God. It’s starting to look like God has higher ground on his mind. It appears he wants us together so we will be stronger in this hostile world, and it also appears he wants to move Rebecca out of Zambia because it’s a hotbed of witchcraft. The things that are coming to us suggest I live on higher ground, so she should come here and get some relief.

She had a dream in which God lifted her up to the ceiling of the sky. It was made of something that was like water, but it was alive, and it seemed golden. It was just above her, and she could see through it. She felt God was holding her up and would not let her fall. That seems to be a picture of life just before the rapture. The chosen would still be in this world, but spiritually, they would be just below the floor of heaven, ready to be taken up. People who say they’ve seen heaven claim the streets are made of transparent gold.

God has given me revelations which are different but consistent with hers.

That’s about all I can tell you. My passport is in the works, and we are trying to get God to guide us as to where and when we should meet. She didn’t turn out to be a scammer, a gold digger, or an immigration hustler. I didn’t turn out to be a predator obsessed with black women, an adulterer, or a fraud.

It’s still hard for me to believe so much has happened, especially when it happened so quickly. It’s astounding when God makes big things happen in a hurry.

Dubai??

Today, having finished exploring the topic of whether I would have to use cattle to pay for my African bride, I did more travel research and tentatively concluded we would have to have our first date in Dubai.

As I told a friend earlier, I don’t know why I haven’t been offered a reality show.

Oh, wait. There is one reason. I believe in God and traditional morals. I don’t think the History Channel’s guilty, virtue-displaying white executives would want to give a show to a guy who says Sports Illustrated is wrong for trying to make normal (i.e. heterosexual) men lust after other men in women’s swimsuits.

I thought we could meet in Israel, but Israel is out of the office at the moment. I thought Sweden would work, because the Swedes didn’t lose their grip on reality when covid hit, but I am now seeing signs that Sweden is closed, too. The various websites contradict each other.

Dubai is not my idea of a great tourist destination. My understanding is that there are hot deserts there, rimmed by artificial land created via dredging, and that all you get to see there are skyscrapers, restaurants, and beaches. And my Zambian lady can’t swim.

It occurred to me today that it’s like Vegas without casinos.

Still, it should be interesting and very comfortable, and it’s not expensive. The food and hotels are supposed to be very good. She says KFC is much better in Dubai than Zambia. Zambians go there and then hit social media to talk about how good KFC is.

She says I can go to Zambia. They have a 14-day quarantine, but she says it’s not enforced. The reason? Zambia.

I still can’t believe Sports Illustrated is doing that. They’re trying to convince millions of men (actually, with current circulation figures, hundreds) that homosexuality is normal because some of them become aroused by photographs of men who have been surgically altered and Photoshopped to look like women. Sorry, leftists. It does not work that way. If a man is only attracted to other men when they look nearly exactly like women, he’s not a homosexual, and that becomes obvious when he finds out the truth and loses his lunch.

If you want to prove it’s normal for men to lust after other men in bathing suits, put Lebron James in the swimsuit issue. See how that goes.

The guys who see no problem with drag models, and who lecture the rest of us, are simply men who don’t realize they’re gay. If you know your partner is a man, and you can see the signs, and you’re fine with it, you’re a homosexual. Don’t tell the rest of us what we want.

My passport application is filed. No idea how long that will take. I have read that I can have Washington speed it up once I have tickets.

My lady has bar exams coming up, and she needs to buckle down in May in order to do well. That means if we miss an April launch window, we’re in trouble. If God wants us to get together, it will happen. I hope he does, because video chat is a very poor substitute for meeting in person.

I am not optimistic about the world’s immediate future, so I wonder if we should be waiting around. If travel becomes impossible after our date, how will we seal the deal? I think the apocalypse is starting, and if it is, then we will see more plagues, including plagues of war and lack, not just disease. Travel could become a real problem.

It’s not my job to fight the battles directly, though, so I won’t worry. I will maintain a good prayer life and expect help from above.

We still pray together every day, for a long time. We’re doing intercession, not just praying for ourselves. A friend of mine thinks spirits are infecting his house, so we are fighting for him. I’m sure he’s right. It’s tremendous, having a powerful partner to work with.

I made Miss Zambia’s picture my phone’s wallpaper. It keeps startling me. I’m used to seeing a photo of a horse, but now it’s an unusually beautiful woman, and I actually know her. I didn’t download a picture of Tyra Banks. Who would not look quite as good, to be honest.

I don’t know how things could get any stranger, but 2020 taught me not to rule anything out.