Have less than an hour. Be alone and God time. Desolate and desperate. Look no-other-way mode. The all-surpassing powerful one is present. Would like an hour or two or... more. This'll have to do.
Dopey choruses drum in the background of my mind. Pushing repetitive verses. Speak gently in tongues. Usual struggle and what's the typing-purpose here? What to communicate? Try to ignore and press on. Type-stop-type-stop. Why not Stop... typing?
Want to hear and proclaim. Proph. something. Make like prayer. Give room. Get something.
Another morning knowing the apocalypse is getting near. Blessed but -- terrible up and coming times.The upfront announcement of the long emergency and shake-up. What we need. Really do. There's no avoidance, sometimes only an exodus and parting the waves will suffice and positive outcomes. A pressure on to bring resistance. Finally, the flags are seen as false and the abuse-based authorities revealed.
Somewhere coming, and where we'll see better possibilities for God's power in lands and lives, not seen -- certainly in the UK -- since, who-knows, when?
God wants to move and manifest but our busy activities are often -- at best -- even when directly seeking to do something productive with and for God, not achieving any, or hardly any eternal weight of glory.
Social decline, relative to many decades, is our doing. Busy getting not so far. Yet for many, begs the Q&A: What's to get, where, what to do?
Perhaps this is, the issue? Not much direction, or a befuddled one, built on a collective con. Not human nature and generic difficulties but the brutal subterfuge from the media spouting sedative.
Not knowing where-going, is the reason we see no beacons. No lights. Say 'no' but where? Nowhere pockets of awake and open intentional communities, turning the dry and barren into rain-filled, sun-up, with moves of God upon?
No One. No some-one, I can see or if look, find. Where oh where?
As with these posts, done for a couple of years, one line vs the torrent of chatter is all surpassing. All we need is a word ...or two. These words are not forthcoming and this is what's going to precipitate breakdown not breakthrough.
Unless and until the wonky theology and ways are dumped.
All the God-less gullibility about the anti-Christ religion, allegiance-led, in believing 'the news'. This is our judgement. No one cares or wants to. Because the pretend-carers are ever-lording it over.
So few with insight and rightful responses and the few among few Christian's among... back to the cul-de-sac and quandary; Where we going and what to do?
The message (to me) is something like: Five minutes of truly God's action, is everything compared to the unsurprising get us nowhere but fills the air with empty wind and all can be said, uses up the time.
We have not because...
Five minutes of God surpassing power vs the hours, days... etc.
A mustard sees and a mountain, instead there a mountains that are shells. The appearance of something but all sand and sticks. When the storms come... be blessed.