The weekend edition of your new daily spiritual spa. The New Society. Where Christ is King, His Word is supreme, and the Love of God is the law of the land.
Oh, this issue is fun. After the 1st article, check out my experience of having a vision of Hell. Yeah… it happened to me, just the other day. And check out the new section where we take a nostalgic glance back in time.
A Strange Trending Christian Post
Have you seen that post-Christians make… Jesus is my savior. Trump is my president.
What does a person’s need to post this reveal about the Christian community, collectively? If you get offended by this topic, you may be one of the Christians posting this, and should give some thought to a possibility.
My work involves social media every day. And this post ebbs and flows with political and social turmoil. It is like a collective Christian cosmic sigh, maybe as a reminder.
Why do you think it is, that this statement even needs to be made?
I can’t even imagine, “Jesus is my savior. Reagan is my president. Or, Bush. I bet the left wouldn’t even say that. They’d just come right out. “Biden is my savior.” …
Again, why do some of us feel there’s a need for this. Because I don’t think this accomplishes what you think.
There is nothing wrong with this. But, what does it mean? What does it mean in light of the very fact that, as late as the 90s. it wasn’t Kosher to discuss politics. Much-less, openly exclaim party affiliation and ballot choice.
Have Americans grown so weary? Or is it just a creation of T-Shirt makers and campaign slogans?
Is it an inward defying of the impossible accomplishment of the separation of church and state, as it has been redefined by the left?
Or, is it a subconscious separation of two very different men. But, I’d say… if you believe it, why do you have to prove you believe it. That’s when, to me, it becomes a sign of a strange doubt a person is unaware of.
No matter what it means… reliance on God, must be the same no matter who is president. Oppression has brought us to this point. God has brought us to this point. And we may me surprissed at what’s really going on.
So let’s augment the slogan so it doesn’t come across as a guilty conscience or a holier-than-thou sigh of excuse.
I mean, if you want to broadcast it… at least do it with a statement that has power and is backed by truth.
Trump is my president… but 1st – Jesus is my Lord. Yeah… big difference.
I don’t need to tell you who I am voting for, it should be obvious by my lifestyle.
But maybe it is something else…
Something to think about…
Maybe it is a pressure cooker, as freedom will not be contained. That is why freedom must be defined in order for the human condition to accept and understand it… for it even to work. Because… I’ll bet, if we were to ask 10 people to give a definition for freedom… we’d get 10 different answers. What is freedom?
Freedom is the ability to control yourself.
A vision of Hell
Would you believe me if I told you I had a vision of hell?
It’s true… it was horrible. And it lasted only a split second. I was doing some research. And I’d come across a Facebook post or something that stated: Hell is eternal fasting and prayer. Having practiced intermittent fasting, and understood it was so. And not only saw it, I felt it.
Hell is eternal prayer and fasting. Never forget that. Have you ever gone over 24 hours without eating? What about two days? I can’t even imagine forty days. Eternal hunger. And an eternal pleading to God for relief.
Fasting. Starving, never dying. Begging God to have mercy. When I’d gone my longest without eating, the hunger felt like something on me. Like I could take it off. And it would make me panic with claustrophobia. Yeah… hunger. Every cell in your body screams for food. And like drug withdrawals, your body will kill you to make you give in, and eat. Sounds strange, doesn’t it? That’s because it is.
If you are able to fast, you should try it. It is the test of spiritual strength. Make sure you check with your doctor first.
But in regards to hell. I’d say hunger does feel like burning. I can see it, and feel it, at an extreme.
When alive we are invited to hunger for God. In hell we are starved of God, and forced to starve.
Bread was the staple and in some cases their only food. This hunger for God was spoken of by the Master.
Often we’ve heard or used the idiom, “Burning Hunger”. This is used, of love, or longing. Now think of it in regards to hell. A burning hunger for God to release them from this eternal hunger. They received their reward on earth, ate and ate, made themselves fat. Fat with money. Fat with sex. Fat with pornography…
…and hell is separation from God. Separated from the food source. Again, this is what Jesus was revealing to us in the above passage. Look at it again…
You must understand… hell being fire and brimstone is apocalyptic imagery to reveal the true nature of it. Am I saying hell does not have fire in it? Maybe. Isn’t it called The Lake Of Fire? Yes, it is, however… it is anthropomorphic. What’s that? It means the lake of fire is imagery to give words and pictures to something for which there are no words.
Fire. Burning. Forever. The worst thing man identified with. But, trust me… it’ll be worse than fire.
The opposite is true in heaven. Those streets of Gold. Again, apocalyptic imagery to reveal the true nature of heaven. Gold belonged to the rich. Roads were dirt. A person’s feet were the dirtiest parts of their body. Streets of Gold says, in heaven… the most valuable thing on earth, will be worthless. It is incomparable. The two extremes of heaven and earth. But, trust me… it’ll be better than gold.
So, yeah… I saw and felt hell… it was in a split second. And it wass horrifying.
And now it’s time for…
Your cosmic collective blast from the past.
Do you remember the no-name brand from Delchamps? All the labels looked like something from they live.
A box of cereal was white with plane black letters and nothing else.
There’s white privilege for you. This is how you bring down cost, mama!