June 23, 2014
“I am your Jesus, born Incarnate.”
“The greatest problems arise from human error. Man’s inability to define good from evil throws nature off-balance [“global warming”, storms, volcanoes, earthquakes, etc. – the garden of Eden had no such problems], frames governments in duplicity and deceit, and challenges every form of Truth in God’s Law.”
“Mankind sees events and moral decisions as separate. I tell you, truly, every decision of good versus evil affects the world, the universe and time as you know it. No human is a separate entity set apart from all the others. The welfare of all humanity rests on each one’s decision of good versus evil.”
“My Father, Who is the Alpha and the Omega – the Eternal Now, sees all and weighs all on the scale of good versus evil. When evil outweighs good, He permits nature to take its course. Do not think small decisions are of no account, then, but see everything in the Light of Truth.”
Read Jude:17-21
But you must remember, beloved, the predictions of the apostles of our Lord Jesus Christ; they said to you, “In the last time there will be scoffers, following their own ungodly passions.” It is these who set up divisions, worldly people, devoid of the Spirit. But you, beloved, build yourselves up on your most holy faith; pray in the Holy Spirit; keep yourselves in the love of God; wait for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life.
This very cogently explains why Mother Nature’s going so nuts (and my home town, quake-ravaged now flood-prone, knows how nuts nuts can be).
Alas, few see the spiritual “global warning” in the myth-slant cast on “global warming”‘
I fully expect winter down south to echo in frigidity the winter that’s been up north. However, few pray against it, because you can “never change” the weather. On the other hand, am I the only person to say to God when the weather forecast is particularly grim: “Does it have to be quite so bad?”
And am I only kidding myself when it seems to turn out that “as bad ain’t necessarily so”? There are even strawberries ripening in pots on my sunny front terrace.
Pray, folks, pray. You might as well, with or without startling results.