Jeramiah.

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It is late, but not too late. I think I will be ready to sleep after this. My reading today has taken me through the last 1/3 of Isaiah and on to the last half of Jeremiah. So far, God's will and prophets; 100 gazzillion, sinners; zilch. And, it was not even close, ever. God has never lifted his banishment of evil, so we are in real straights these days. Between abortion, murder, rape, and other crimes, we are in serious trouble. That does not even count the blasphemy of state worship, the false gods being perpetrated on us by our dear leaders (around the world, but no less here now too), or the attempt to remove God from children, workers, the faithful, or anyone they (the left) can oppress. Today, tomorrow literally, or the day after figuratively, there is little hope for most.

The program, actually, is rather simple. It does not work if you merely remember what to say or sing at Church, but whether you say or sing that in your heart. If you are clean of mind and soul, you will live that way. Anything else is not of worth. More, it is worthy of only scorn and derision and death, from God himself. And, it is difficult. It calls for giving up your life and letting God live through you, Christ in you, and to be surrounded by the Holy Spirit. It IS a yoke. It is a sacrifice. And, it is worth the price. The option is death, a death of the most horrible design. A death within life, an eternal life.

I see how atheists turn their heads. They read and laugh and read and ridicule. Some simply cannot see, though too, some will not see. They want what they want, and now that they make good money, they will have it, now that they are learned, they do not need it, they say. In my reading, I am drawn in more than ever before. To be honest, I thought the reading would be a dry duty. And, yes, at times, it is. For the most part, it is like drinking honeyed wine! Uhrm, I wonder where I got that? Anyway, it is a good read. And it does eat time, so do not think you can read a book a day, or something. Some days you can, and the short ones of course, but those like Isaiah and Jeremiah are not quick, if they can flow well, at times. It has brought me into His way of thinking, I believe, more solidly than anything else I have done as an adult. Now things make sense, now I see that my blindness and deafness in the world is supposed to be this way. (Somewhere in Isaiah, it spoke of this, something about the fact that those who rejoice in the Lord will be so afflicted. It was a joy after what I wrote the other day, and my sadness about it). And there is much more. The Good News and many Christian ways become much clearer. I have more pity now, than anger, at those who can only see the world and only hear with mortal ears and who only dine on flesh. It is worse than becoming mentally retarded through an accident and to not know it, because it is forever.

Well, bedtime! I am looking forward to sleep. Often I am not tired about this time of night. I sure am tonight.

Be well, and tell the Lord hello for me in passing. I will surely do the same. I think Father likes it when His children try to sneak up on Him in such a fashion! Children! :P