Lenin's 'best way to control the opposition is to lead it ourselves'. Never been more crucial and destructive than among so-called 'faith teaching'. The antidote to the only true threat to evil. Because -- how can we wiggle out the outrageous claims of Christ? Oh, I know, say all is foreknown, then and at best, . . .
Meeting God in the next body once this one dies will be traumatic beyond comprehension. The holy heat of love ripping through in the unstoppable destruction of all but that which is new and alive in us. Gifted eternal life, depending on Christ inside thereby renewing, we're able to stand. We're not living on but die again, . . .
Writing 'Church-going is a paddling pool in the sunshine' is incorrect. Bambozzled to forget there's a Persecuted Church. No YT videos etc and few outlets to unsettle our familiar focus. The comment was about UK/US and like 'goers' and impressions conveyed? Of course, there's suffering but the general put on . . .
'Full' of God -- the emphasis and direction is an abandonment of all distractions. A leading out into isolation and intercession. Far from the mad crowds as possible. With 'enough God' inside, there's no need for much else. In Jesus, example and here -- near to nothing-other as possible. The call. Fasting and . . .
The glib pseudo-intellectual slap in defence of normie-tunes. The stock and silly; "Did you get that from the internet?" The suppose knowing better and presumption not bamboozled by overturning claims. Conclusions, the criminals are scamming the multitudes are "conspiracies and theories". Like a magician holding . . .
'Something is happening, and you don't know what it is, do you, mister...'
Nope. Can't say I do. The breaking down among commentators into ever smaller factions and heightened friction. Wonder why so pronounced and widespread? Care... because the interest is and should be about God 'in' and speaking . . .
Sometimes go like a wrecking ball. A couple of hours company seems like an age -- and troubles. Can, leads to debauchery... IF, would now-be, slammed up one side and down the other. Relieved but scooting around the edge. Gotta run, run, run... from.
The closeness of the enemy is in actions evident to stop the call . . .