joyindestructible

Christmas is coming and Americans are fat; physically but more-so spiritually. The majority of us are bloated from the over-consumption of overly processed information. Our over weight condition leaves us vulnerable to the diseases of controversy, suspicion, anger, hatred, anxiety, depression, desperation, and violence. No truth is too sacred to be politicized and twisted into enticing narratives, spoon-fed to us through addicting devices, that few of us have the will power to resist. Confusion reigns. Threats of war force people to choose sides out of an inborn instinct to gather with like minded others for mutual protection; even though, those we gather with may be nothing more than digital illusions created for the purpose of manipulating our minds and actions. The truth is a good number of us have never been more isolated and alone. Obese but starving for the nutrition found only in truth; but factual truth is buried in streaming conspiracies to confuse and control our minds. Weaponized information with the intent of maintaining power for the powerful and even in bringing Western Civilization down. Left/Right, we are being marched toward our demise.

Religion has long been a weapon chosen by powerful people to control the masses and our time is no different. Religion is powerful because religions are the traditions built to hold the truths around which cultures and societies are formed. Western Civilization is founded on Biblical ideals. In our current culture we maintain the traditions and institutions constructed to protect and promote those ideals; but very few read the Bible anymore and Biblical ignorance abounds. Our traditions ring hollow of divine Truth. Long ago, Western Civilization began to throw out the Truth upon which our civilization was founded and instead, began teaching the thoughts and ideas of experts, rather than God’s Word. This ignorance is being exploited by the use of half forgotten truths and traditions to further divide and weaken us; by those who conspire for power and fill our minds with terrifying theories about what is really going on in the world and who is in control. The great They or Them, the invisible controllers, the collective evil of us all, is no one yet everyone. The Bible calls him Satan, the Father of Lies, the lies that lead to grandiose delusions of power and control over others, when none of us can even fully control ourselves. The madness lies within the mind of Satan himself, seeking to rule the living through the power of death, when death produces only, a lifeless void. The megalomaniacs of of our day, who empower themselves through the powers of death will fall victim to death and be left with nothing but an all consuming emptiness. Fear begets fear and death begets death. Man’s rule of man is doomed. The only way to reverse evil and live is to fill that void with the power of life.

Yes, Christmas is coming, the day we traditionally celebrate Jesus birth and that cultural celebration is filled with great controversy over how and when we should celebrate. Pagan traditions and old holidays blended in long ago are now weaponized (mostly online) to promote doubt and cause division. Nothing more than the typical power grab as no one knows the exact day of Jesus birth, nor did he command us to celebrate His incarnation on any particular day. I doubt anyone other than Mary and Joseph noted with any care, the date of a poor kid born in a cave, with floors of hard packed manure, where animals were housed and fed. Times have changed but people have not and very few actually care about impoverished children or the plight of their parents. The incarnation of Jesus the Christ is important but the exact day of that event is not. Jesus didn’t come to earth to create a new holiday or even change pagan holidays, Jesus came to save mankind, one voided heart at a time.

The day important to me is the day Jesus was born in my heart. In my human frailty, I don’t even remember that exact date. However, I do remember my personal state before that moment when Jesus took center stage in my life, by seating Himself on the throne of my conscience. Before that moment, my heart was nothing more than a cold, dark cave, with a floor of the hard-packed manure the Bible calls sin. Sin is abuse toward God, others, and ourselves and my sin is the evil I am responsible for. I am not responsible for any other’s sin and it was only my sin(the sin that by nature I am helpless to) that put me in that cave. When I invited Jesus into my conscience by faith, I became a peculiar new person, a spiritual person guided by the mind of Christ yet, remaining in carnal form. I am not now sinless but because of my inward relationship with Jesus, I sin less. Death is not my master because Jesus is Life. In Him, I have hope and joy in knowing that a promised Kingdom, ruled by Jesus through the conscience of believers, will come down to earth from Heaven. His rule will vanquish death and evil will be forgotten, when Jesus rules through conscience, the actions of all who live.