Thursday, January 28, 2021

I'm done with the election

Whatever will be, will be. I'm done making predictions. I'm also done documenting the Liararchy's lies. I think it's been pretty well established by now that they lie about everything and that everything is fake. Pointing that out again and again is a distraction and a waste of energy. It's time to let the dead bury their dead and focus on what really matters.

Last night I put my music on random shuffle and got this interesting juxtaposition.



We've only just begun -- on the eve of destruction. My meditation (in this post) on the time just after the resurrection of Christ has reminded me that there is no real contradiction in this. New beginnings in spiritual terms have a way of happening on what is in material and even "religious" terms, the eve of destruction. After the revelations of Moses, 40 years of wandering in the desert. After David, idolatry. After Isaiah and Jeremiah, the destruction of Jerusalem. After Jesus, Nero and then the destruction of Jerusalem again. After Joseph Smith and the Romantics, the Civil War and then the 20th century.

The voice said, "Cry."

And he said, "What shall I cry?"

"All flesh is grass,
and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field.
The grass withereth, the flower fadeth:
because the spirit of the Lord bloweth upon it:
surely the people is grass.
The grass withereth, the flower fadeth:
but the word of our God shall stand for ever."

Isaiah wrote that. Isaiah. Isaiah, who saw God and took the burning coals of heaven in his mouth. Isaiah who stood against king and priest alike and, at the whim of God's anointed monarch, was stuffed into a hollow log and cut in half with a saw. Incomparably great Isaiah.

Behold, I have created the smith
that bloweth the coals in the fire,
and that bringeth forth an instrument for his work;
and I have created the waster to destroy.
No weapon that is formed against thee shall prosper;
and every tongue that shall rise against thee in judgment thou shalt condemn.
This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord,
and their righteousness is of me, saith the Lord.

Let the world go to hell. That's where it's always been going anyway. Our business is elsewhere, and they that be with us are more than they that be with them.

2 comments:

Ingemar said...

I am done too.

I think four years of Trump have lulled Christians and conservatives into ignoring the real and difficult work of personal sanctification. They have bought into, knowingly or unknowingly, the lie of Mass Man--the idea that one cannot be good unless everything and everyone else is good.

I don't deny that things will get worse; they have been deteriorating all of the 21st century (to those with eyes that see). Yet even as the Soviet Union destroyed the Russian Empire, as the Babylonians captured Judah, there still remained a remnant, however small, that put God first and foremost in their lives.

Jacob Gittes said...

Thank you for this essay. I found you through Bruce and Francis. Great circle of bloggers.

It almost seems that President Trump realized inwardly that he needed to let Americans suffer greatly at the hands of the usurper, in order for them to see the light.
How much suffering? Even unto the destruction of the Republic (and certainly the Empire).
In the meantime, we must continue to live our lives, and focus on faith, family, God, transcendent things. As we should always be doing anyway.

K. West, five years or hours, and spiders

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