You scored as A Too Sweet Faerie. So sweet your totally sugared up! Has there ever been anyone so nice. Quick to forgive and quick to forget, everybody wants to know you! You've just got to make sure nobody takes advantage and tries to use you, don't be afraid to say no sometimes!
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created with QuizFarm.com___Spiritual Enlightenment Why I became and remain a Christian by Christopher Dale Church As a young man, ten years of age, I first heard and understood the Gospel. The Holy Spirit moved upon my inner being and I accepted Jesus Christ as my Personal Savior. This provided me with a beautiful and wonderful transformation of my human spirit. One major motivation for me to become born again was, what I call, fire insurance. I didn’t want to fry, as all those who don’t know God, who are not Christians, are destined to, in hell. As we know, all people are separated from the One True Living God by their basic evil nature. This separation, after our life here on earth, will be extremely torturous like unto burning. Jesus, the only born, Son of God, took our place, paid the penalty for our evil. Thus, if we receive Him, we can receive the benefits of His rightful place: God’s power in this world, eternal life force, and glorification forever. Being saved restores one to the original condition, humans were created to be; we then, and only then, become Children of God. Before one accepts Christ, God is very clear, we are none of His. I had taken the first step.____Salvation is a process: justification, sanctification, and glorification. I, as a ten-year-old, became, justified by accepting and professing the sacrifice that Jesus Christ made. At ten, I hadn’t committed any major sins. In fact, even before my conversion, I was unusually well behaved and moral. However our righteousness is as filthy rags, God tells us. I put it this way, when interacting with the whole foolish human morality/goodness concept: There are two glasses set before you. One is full of urine from an A.I.D.S. victim. The other is full of pure sparking drinking water, except for one drop of A.I.D.S. urine. Which do you want to drink? The answer is neither one. That’s how God views evil. A lot or a little it’s all the same to Him. Yes! from our perspective there are good and bad people. Still to the Holy God we are all tainted.___So, I started out as a Christian with two impediments. One: not having done anything really evil, from a human standpoint. And two: accepting the Lord partially out of fear: to escape eternal damnation. I must say for myself a lot of why I accepted Christ’s sacrifice was out of respect for what he went through, also wanting to have a right relationship with God. Yet, still, a major motivator was fear based. When one is fear instead of love motivated, and human nature hasn’t manifested to any great extent, sanctification can be impeded. ___ When I became a teenager I began to drink booze, smoke marijuana, and dabble in some other drugs. I engaged in promiscuous premarital sex. At sixteen I dictated to my parents that my, 23year old girl friend, would be moving in with me. I dishonored my parents, stole, vandalized, sold drugs, enacted vengeance, and really, did whatever I felt like doing at any particular time. I probably would have even killed people, and got away with it, if anybody would have angered me to warrant it. Through it all I never rejected the Lord or started worshiping the Devil or anything. In fact, I witnessed to many, and won some people, to the Lord Jesus Christ, most of who, would have never listened, if I wasn’t hip and able to relate. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to rationalize sin: God always turns around what Satan means for evil unto good for those that love Jesus. However, sucking down a whole bunch of drugs and alcohol destroys ones body and mind. Having sex outside of marriage seems all exciting and great for a while but leads to broken relationships, emotional turmoil, and perhaps even disease or death. ____At 18 God called me out of all that by giving a vision/dream. I saw myself walking along an old road. I looked up. There was Jesus suffering on the cross. In my mind and spirit, I fell down, overwhelmed by love, compassion, and thankfulness. Yet my body began to climb up on the cross. I thought stop, Stop, STOP!, don’t!, do this. My body would not respond. It kept going. I was inside myself, yet I was viewing all this from afar, as well. It’s difficult to explain. Anyway, I climbed up grabbed the Lord around the neck and forced a joint of weed up to his lips. He, already gasping for breath, was forced to inhale the toxic smoke. He gagged and coughed. No! I wanted to stop this blasphemy but could not. I forced a bottle of booze up to him. As he tried to spit it out, the alcohol pored into all the gaping open wounds, causing him to wrench with even more pain. At this point I could bare it no longer I snapped back into the present physical realm. Sobbing I cried out why? I knew I could, would, or should never do such a thing. That’s when the Inner Witness enlightened me: “…this in reality, is what you’re doing… as a believer your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit…†Therefore I quit it and tried the best I could to live holy. The Lord completely restored my mind and body.___When I went to college, even though I’m Dyslexic, I graduated with a 3.7 GPA, Phi Theta Kappa Honor Society. Actually I would have had a 4.0 if it hadn’t been for some philosophical differences I had with a few incompetent professors. These achievements were miraculous because I have a “learning disability†and had been pretty burnt out from intense partying from ages 13 to 18. God totally restored me. Actually I’m, better than I was, Better! Stronger! Faster! Testing way high on IQ tests, my score has been deleted here to cut back on bragging, Not! I last tested 179IQ, genius level is 125 and above. ___Through the years, I began to know God more intimately. My ‘fire insurance’ motivation is gone, as I walk ever closer to the Lord. This is sanctification. Part of that three-stage process, I referred to earlier, which, can be analogized as a person walking down a hallway with a door at both ends. Accepting and professing Jesus Christ’s sacrifice (justification) is opening one door, only the first part. Sanctification(being set apart), living life following God’s will, is walking down the hallway, we must put effort in to it, God acknowledges this and does the rest. This fact is very important, the first part of Salvation is a transformation of spirit. We work in conjunction with God for the transformation of our minds and bodies{sanctification}. Glorification, only happens when we meet the Lord at the end of temporal life. That door opens to us Christians. Jesus said “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes unto the Father except through meâ€. The other impediment, the not having done much wrong thing, was obviously done away with when I became A teenager. Please don’t ever think that you need to learn the hard way. If your glass of water has become purified, go with the flow of God. I went on for more than 8 years without drugs and alcohol. Sometimes I would stumble a little, in the flesh, sexually with girl friends, emotionally with anger, or spiritually with judgmentalism. Yet I lived quite holy and accomplished a lot.
You scored as Christianity. Your views are most similar to those of Christianity. Do more research on Christianity and possibly consider being baptized and accepting Jesus, if you aren't already Christian.Christianity is the second of the Abrahamic faiths; it follows Judaism and is followed by Islam. It differs in its belief of Jesus, as not a prophet nor historical figure, but as God in human form. The Holy Trinity is the concept that God takes three forms: the Father, the Son (Jesus), and the Holy Ghost (sometimes called Holy Spirit). Jesus taught the idea of instead of seeking revenge, one should love his or her neighbors and enemies. Christians believe that Jesus died on the cross to save humankind and forgive people's sins.
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created with QuizFarm.com___While attending Binghamton University, I messed up. My friend Ziad had this big chunk of hash (concentrated marijuana). I knew it, and wasn’t tempted in the least. Then Theresa Daily, this woman who was supposed to be a Christian, had been giving me, a head-games, up and down, emotional soul rape for three years. You see, as is the case with so many hyper-religious people, Theresa wasn’t really in tune with the Lord at all. She would tell me “I’ll never love you as much as I love Godâ€. Later Jesus helped me heal by revealing the ridiculousness of such statements. There are completely different types of love, between the Lord and His children, A husband and wife, children and parents, friends, etc… What! did she want to be a Deo-sexual(?). Did she want me to be jealous of our own Creator or think I wanted to be worshiped(?). Other languages use multiple terms to describe different types of love. One can love God with every fiber of their being and love others just as much, in different ways, they’re different forms of love. Loving God multiplies your love for others not limits or excludes it. Also, under the pretense of remaining a virgin, she would let me perform cunnilingus on her with no reciprocation. She, was intensely satisfied, I was immensely frustrated. I could have respected limiting contact to kissing and holding hands, but if you go that far, honey you’re not a virgin, not even close. Even worse than the fornication, was the one sided selfishness in the activity. She played it the same way emotionally as well. Upon one of Theresa’s visits, the relationship ended harmfully and I broke down. At the college pub I guzzled down several beers then went home. “Hey! Zzziad my brother let’s smoke some hash.†I got so wasted, over the succeeding months, I forgot about, all the coughing, choking, lung problems, vomiting, hangovers, etc, which go along with the partying life style. I forgot about Theresa too, at least temporarily. Unfortunately I suppressed what God had taught me years before, about His temple. ___One funny story that came out of that situation was Later in the semester, I was tabling, in the student union, for my pro-life group. Next to my table, that day, was the democratic socialist’s table. I looked over at the young lady minding her table next to me. And said “ Unity, unity, we should have unityâ€. I jumped up and pulled our two tables together, saying to her. “I’ll place some of my stuff over on your table. And here we’ll put some of your pamphlet on my table.†Well, if you know anything about democratic socialists, you know they advocate everything from vile communism to murdering babies. So we had literature about respecting babies lives next to abortionist stuff and pro-communist tracts next to papers written about how America was degenerating by killing the unborn. We both sat there in this pipe-dream of fragile unity for quite sometime. Then some of the demi-socialist hierarchy came along and freaked out. One femi-nazi said “What’s this *#@%! doing here?†Then they spastically threw all the righteous info’ back on my table and grabbed their stuff. I just laughed. I’ll stop now, I don’t want to get too political here. If you’ve murdered, or advocate murdering, babies don’t let that keep you from Christ, especially for you, he is your only hope. Refer to appendix (A) for a short story, which is an amalgam, of my some college experiences. ___I messed up and started to do some wild things. On the positive side, as in my teen years, I was in a place, able to relate to people that were worldly and visa versa. I learned some valuable concepts in the realm of government that I couldn’t see as a devout Republican. Still, as God has said, we believers are in the world not of it. As a Christian I started to get caught up in some harmful activities. It was not healthy. My grades dropped and things turned bleak. God is good. He will forgive again and again, if we’re not playing games and turn away from evil. He showed his grace on me and I repented, praise be to the Lord Jesus Christ. ___God is so very loving and caring. He is wonderful. Even as I write this, I know I’m making mistakes, sharing some of my history that maybe I shouldn’t. Perhaps I’m leaving out issues, showing forth too much pride, or whatever. Yet I feel His loving inner guidance with a perception that: “…It’s alright son, just do the best you can. Pour out your heart and win people over to Eternal Life…â€; thus regardless of how one perceives the disclosure element of what I'm relaying here, it matters not, this is what God wants me to say. Now back to my Testimony: ___Later I married, my wife, Maxine Carkhuff. She and I, bought a house. Working very hard, -helping my wife to succeed in her career, -remodeling our two family house, -trying to continue my education, -doing all the tasks of the home as a house husband, -accomplishing my physical fitness goals, -managing our rental unit, -doing my civic duty with political endeavors, -carrying additional work load with several blue collar jobs, I over loaded myself. Just as everything started to come to fruition, our relationship turned sour. We had amassed a huge retirement account, the house was almost finished, the grounds and gardens were almost perfected. She was excelling in her career, given the fact that I did more than 70% of her work. It looked like I might be able to return to University full time. It appeared that I could start accomplishing some personal goals that were put on hold for so long as I contributed all to the marriage. ___In retrospect, I can see, it was all part of her evil master plan. She had tricked me into signing various legal and financial documents that would leave me out in the cold if she so chose. I asked her later. When you first started to feel the relationship was going badly. Why didn’t you say something? She told me. “Because you are so good in bed I wanted to keep you around for sex.†Now people, I’m not just bragging here. Believe me for this woman to admit that, it must be more than true. This was an individual that would never offer a word of encouragement or praise unless it was a manipulative ploy. Not only did she steal, the house, the cars, the workshop, she took everything. My personal writings, art works, family photos, Grandmothers quilts, my clothing, family Bible with genealogy, my own photographic works, childhood toys, just everything. Even my pretty kitty-cats, that were more like children to me than pets. Some of those babies I had personally nursed back to health from weak, emaciated, diseased, conditions as strays. That evil bitch didn’t care. She didn’t care about anything but herself. Lost were eight years of my life. ___I knew God would see me through, even this heart-rending situation. I left for California, to study acting. I was successfully working towards my goals. The emotional and spiritual rending of the divorce hadn’t fully hit me yet. Therefore I was relieved of all the stress of being used, and a relationship gone bad everything was looking up. Then about ten, major problems, hammered me one right after the other, culminating with my face being ripped to pieces in a biking accident. I had to return to New York in defeat. Thinking, God had abandoned me, intense depression set in. I know now, God was carrying me, especially in the troubled times. ___Many times in my life I would have died, if it wasn’t for the Lords protection. The Word of God tells us- Many are the afflictions of the righteous: but the LORD delivereth him out of them all. Every time I see a non-believers, go through just a small percentage of the troubles I’ve known, they break never to recover or kill themselves. However, at the time, I thought God had left me. I gave to the poor, now I had to steal food to survive. I prayed for a wife, and God you gave me a swine. I needed help to achieve my goals, but I got hammered down. If I went to be with the Lord at that point I would have shouted in His face: “What the hell is going on down there? You! Imbecile!â€. I remember one spiritual teacher saying that: during the great depression a man who ran a soup kitchen would often sit down and eat a meal with the poor folk. He asked each one. When everything was fine did you honor God with your tithes and offerings? Did you help the poor? Never did he get a response, ‘oh yes I did’, illustrating one aspect of the law of reciprocity. Something was amiss somewhere. I had given to the poor and tithed. I had dedicated time, effort, resources, and talents to God, yet now my time of need came and I got little or no help. Later the Lord would enlighten me as to what was going on. ___One problem was that I was intertwined with my wife’s cursed finances. Also I was so arrogant that many of the channels God was trying to use to help me wouldn’t obey because, deep down, they really didn’t like me, they felt inferior. Some people have a mentality that: your gain is their loss. If you have self confidence they become bitter because they don’t, what a shame. If you’re high-energy they’re bothered because they’re sluggish, lazy, and slow. If you’re intelligent they hate you because they’re stupid. Still I shouldn’t be pompous just because I’m beautiful, extremely intelligent, in great shape physically and mentally, have prolonged youth, resiliency in all things, spiritually enlightened… You get the idea. Don’t worry God is helping in this area of pride. Jesus is teaching me true humility not the worldly abasement version. ___When whining, about my divorce, and the other troubled times, impressed upon my spirit were a series of questions: “…Did you make it through? Are you still alive? Did your face heal up fine? When you had to steal that food, did you get caught? Are you trapped in a bad marriage where your being used and abused by a cold hearted woman?†My responses: Yes. Yes. Yes. No. No. “Then what’s your problem?†___Job must have been a great man. I didn’t fare so well. I thought God had turned against me and this was my greatest sin. Thank God, as he has said, “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousnessâ€. Remember that’s, confess to the Lord Jesus, not some buffoon, with a funny collar, or anyone trying to play middleman between you and God. Because of what Jesus Christ did, all things are being restored to me. Better than they were. It’s really funny, especially after a Christian comes through a satanic attack, everything is better than before, as it was with Job. Now I’m somewhat older with many years wasted I’m stronger, better, smarter, look and feel at least twenty years younger than I am, and can easily run circles around teenagers. My start at success with my acting goals was squelched I’m a much better actor, with a myriad of new experiences to draw from. The devil’s actions are futile at best. Even with its’ activities in the world the worm is failing on every front. In the next few years we will see righteousness prevail in a way not seen since the American Revolution. ___Now back to my Testimony. I jumped ahead there a little bit so that you could understand the ultimate positive result. Within my marriage, my wife talked me into doing some kinky things sexually. Some of it I, surprisingly, really seemed to like. I wondered why. Was there something perverted about me? Years later, while doing an earliest-memory exercise, for a creative writing course, the various pieces, clues, unhealthy desires, memories, photographs, flash-backs, all fit together and made sense. I had been horribly tortured and sexually molested as a baby, by my adult half sister. ___Here is an excerpt from one of my writings: -Donna __…For a moment she thought she was in the mile high city. A sharp crystalline beam of light glare up from the side window of the sleek new car as she reached for the door handle. Then, awakened, reality, her face was in a pool of saliva on the clammy linoleum floor. The piercing light beckons to her in a convoluted path entering in by way of a marbled pane, channeled by the cocked slat of a Venetian blind, ricocheting through the fluid filled glass jug funneled to a pin point through the tiny window of a toy replica. She slid up quickly pivoting around on her slimy, silken, soaked, slip. Cupping the drizzling garment in front of her as a hammock she quickly gathered the myriad of mucus and blood soaked toys and objects and ran them down stairs. Peering down, as she ran, at the jostling bushel of slithering objects the little reproduction plopped up in the drizzling conglomeration, observing this, dumping as she reached, flipping, the bathtub lever, while coming to rest, as she eased back onto the toilet, appearing as one motion. “ I’ve been ridden in there before, Colorado, shiny, sleek, don’tâ€. Then, a moment of lining up, as she called it. __She shed her moist lingerie peeling as smooth snake~skin. Lining up as she thought: My baby brother’s skin, sweet, soft, pink flesh so supple to ravage, the gag in his mouth forgotten; present happenings too, remembered. Thinking, as she was, in this lining up experience. …Yes, Oh! baby brother. She must check breathing. As, she ran upstairs, everything did seem to line-up. The cycle of abuse, her mind’s contradictions…confusions seemed all in line. Upon entering the room and seeing the stretched forth flower blossom, petals, rail tied tight with nylon stockings, all linear thought contracted into a geometric shape of which vectors were obscured by one another. __“No need to make hasteâ€, she thought. “We have a little more time to play Chrissyâ€. Suspended by bonds, seemingly hovering, the infant could breathe. And feel. And sense the evil glee in the heart of his towering sister. The attire she had fitted him with, appeared so delicate, as gossamer wings, yet was taught and constrictive. He appeared to levitate as she touched him, to float in tremulous waves as she engulfed and penetrated him. The crib rails rattling with synchronous vibrato. She wet herself again, drizzle down her legs the honey of fury’s release. Heard were the gurgles and muffled shrieks of her living self-representative voodoo doll. Soothing sounds to her twisted heart… She thought, "Readjust, Chrissy girls’ stockings and gown.†She moved as if underwater. With a flowing action she flipped the bouncing baby by alternating ties, then kiss the little rose bud; this a well rehearsed escalation ritual… Flip back again and suckle unto hardness, the frontal member, the one portion that was not self-destruction, …revenge. Twist ‘round again, face down, rose bud up, spits clear pure sweet scented mucus steam. This day she would not activate the rhythmic mechanical groan. She felt sickened by her brief brush with reality, and even though her mind was back in the usual mode, there was still some remnant of guilt. She would clean up and cover up. Prepare for Mothers return… Oddly enough, people tend to be drawn back into evil that was perpetrated upon them; so some of my wife’s perversions seem pleasurable. Again God delivered me and healed all the wounds. Praise His Holy name: Jesus! Even though, every person is responsible for their own actions, regardless of physical or mental conditions and spiritual influences, it helps to know, my sister, was being demonically driven through her involvement with witchcraft. ___On May 17th 1999 I was struck in the spine with a rock which ruptured the L1S5 disc. You see I had been through my father’s death, the whole failed marriage ordeal. My California dream had been crushed. There was the childhood abuse realization and the ruptured spine. My mother died. Still, as stated above, the Lord delivered me out of it all. He has miraculously healed my spine. My voice, acting, and political goals are being accomplished. Everything, even the problems and stumbling blocks are working together for my good. Oh! I’m so glad I am Christian. I have Hope, Faith, Love, Joy, and Peace even in the most troubled times, it’s wonderful. ___I moved to Oneonta in 1997. Although, I’ve traveled and lived all over the country, this area is truly my home having been born and raised in Norwich, NY. Being a native, I claim this area, my home, for the Lord Jesus Christ. If you’re a witch or a Satanist your witchcraft and desires will blow up in your face. So, if you don’t want to repent and turn from your evil ideas and actions, you had better, get the out of the Oneonta area. False religions are bound and gagged by the power of the Blood of Jesus Christ. Leave if you still want to exist in your error. Don’t move some other place in America. This is my country as well. You don’t belong here. I just had to get that taken care of, there are some people around here that are being driven by demons. The term demon may connote, something of some sort of strength, however, if you could see what these things look like in the spiritual realm, you’d laugh. They are parasites with no power or strength of their own. Even Satan himself is pitiful. God says at the end it will be revealed what the devil really is. All will marvel thinking and saying: “…this! is the thing! that deceived the nations? This is the measly worm that caused so much trouble?…†wicca and so called white witchcraft are just lower, introductory, levels of the same evil, as my sister well knew and I experienced. ___It is absurd how people blame God for their calamities; the concepts of, natural disasters being acts of God, or sickness and disease being used as the Lords tools to teach us, are nothing short of blasphemous. Clearly God has revealed in the scriptures that the devil became the god of this earth, as human beings separated themselves from the Lord by sin. Jesus Christ won back all authority and hands it over to us if we are believers and we actuate it by faith. I like the drill sergeant analogy that I developed. ~ In the service, the drill sergeant has the authority to make you do push-ups, police the yard for cigarette butts, or clean the toilet with a toothbrush. As an under-ranking soldier, one must go into the face of combat or do whatever is commanded. If that drill sergeant lost his rank, he could still fool the soldier into following orders, if you didn’t know about his discharge. Jesus Christ gained back all earthly authority from Satan. The Lord gives this power to those who become Christians. We Christians are Citizens of Gods Kingdom. However the devil is a sly snake. He still operates the world with usurped authority. Of course he has non-Christians under his thumb that’s obvious. Unfortunately the worm even tricks Christians into thinking he has power over their lives by putting on his old drill sergeant uniform he has some scrubbing the toilet of sickness and disease, or doing the push-ups of sin. As God has said, a Christian must take authority over the three enemies: the world, the flesh, and the devil. The scope of my testimony here is to urge some of you to become Christians. Then you’ve got a fighting chance especially if you understand the authority we have in Jesus Christ. For the Christian: wake! up!, let’s finish our work here. ___“Do not forsake the assembling of your selves together.†That’s what the Lord told us. As Christians we should get together, fellowship, proclaim the Gospel, pray, and do good works to improve our communities and the world. If one studies the scriptures we find nothing about: filing into buildings with steeples on top, to fellowship with the back of someone’s head. Missing is any reference that we should, listen to one person ramble on and on; nothing about confirmation or last rites; no mention of music programs and praise teams, or “church membershipâ€. Really much of what manifests in modern churches is way off base. People possessed or influenced by a religious spirit seek attention and glory for themselves. They want to play church and be middlemen between God and His children. This is not a blanket indictment, despite all of the diversions and perversions, there are some Christians in a few select Churches. God’s will is being actuated, yes sometime even in church. I personally am non-denominational, but many true Christians, that are in denominations, are staying there to make it better, thus even the denominational churches, to some extent are in the flow of God. When sharing the Gospel, the greatest roadblocks I ever come up against, are the actions and words of devilish weasels, pretending to be Christians and churches masquerading as Churches. People have been hurt, confused, injured, raped, and even murdered by these satanic worms. If, you’re not a Christian, God is more disgusted by the situation than you. Don’t let these people and organizations turn you away from Him. If you are a Christian, keep your mind open to God, and your eyes and ears open in church, as we neutralize the satanic perversions that continue to blaspheme God. ___Here is an excerpt from an interview with the popular lead singer of U2, Bono: QuestionWe have been talking before about Jesuit priests arriving with the conquistadors in South and Central America with the Gospel in one hand and a rifle in the other. Bono I know, I know. Religion can be the enemy of God. It’s often what happens when God, like Elvis, has left the building. [laughs] A list of instructions where there was once was conviction; dogma where once people just did it; a congregation led by a man where once they were led by the Holy Spirit. Discipline replacing discipleship. But the thing that keeps me on my knees is the difference between Grace and Karma. Question I haven’t heard you talk about that. Bono I really believe we’ve moved out of the realm of Karma into one of Grace. Question That don’t make it clearer for me. BonoYou see, at the center of all religions is the idea of Karma. You know, what you put out comes back to you: an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, or in physics-in physical laws-every action is met by an equal or an opposite one. It’s clear to me that Karma is at the very heart of the Universe. I’m absolutely sure of it. And yet, along comes this idea called Grace to upend all that “As reap, so will you sow†stuff. Grace defies reason and logic. Love interrupt, if you like, the consequences of your actions, which in my case is very good news indeed, because I’ve done a lot of stupid stuff. Question I’d be interested to hear that. BonoThat’s between me and God. But I’d be in big trouble if Karma was going to finally be my judge. I’d be in deep shit. I’m holding out that Jesus took my sins onto the Cross, because I know who I am, and I hope I don’t have to depend on my own religiosity. ___Churches can be evil; most are self-appointed and self-anointed. Of course big, pompous, denominations that ware robes, value ceremonies, traditions, and act like the Pharisees and Sadducees are completely evil that should go with out saying, everyone can see that. Yet even many denominations and churches, that seem to be, right on for God, are all messed up. First of all, every denominationalist is perverted, to denominate means to divide and scripture are very clear one must not divide the Body of Christ. As I said before there are some exception: “…many true Christians, that are in denominations, and are staying there to make it better, thus even the denominational churches, to some extent, are in the flow of God.â€. Watch out, even the non-denomination Bible believing Churches are filled with people posing as Christians the especially the Pastors, they play church and blaspheme God. Yes! even if they are winning souls; think about it: regular Christian folks like me are winning millions without pay. A little bit of part time and effort on my part and, as the Lord has told me, I've reached “into four figures†of people who have heard, understood, and accepted the Gospel. You Mr. preacher/priest/pastor/putz are getting paid, it’s your job! True we all thank God when a person comes to the Lord still, get right with God, and put a little effort in on your own time. There are many other pit falls which I may cover later, but the best thing is to pray for Gods wisdom when inter acting with any church. ___A while back, the Holy Spirit was leading me to take a positive step towards my/His goals for me. I had tried a couple of secular band projects but that seemed always to lead to practicing a few songs then every one else, getting wasted, so as to be useless. I knew joining the "praise team" at my Church was the step God wanted for me. God revealed, “...don't ask to join, volunteer now to clean the toilets and wait to be asked. All in the Church know you have a good voice…†I did so. I cleaned, did repair & maintenance, shoveled the side walks, set up all the Christmas decorations, worked on the Pastor's house, etc…, at a time when my spinal injury healing wasn’t fully manifested, doing this stuff was very painful. This when on for about a year. You see, I didn’t really want to be a praise team member it’s just not my type of music, still as the Lord said this would be “the perfect practiceâ€. In general, It confirms greatly that the goals of voice, acting, and politics, are of God, in that, intrinsically I don’t want to do this stuff at all, but they are becoming my desires as I yield to the Lords will. Anyway back to the account: The Pastor, Ken Brookens, knew it was God’s will. Church members and praise team members knew my participation was way over due. Yet the Pastor became very bitter, filled with envy, he could not sing well, good drummer and harmonica player, but it sounded like a cat dying when he opened his mouth. Pastor Brookens blocked the flow of God. I see this all in retrospect, now, or I would have by-passed, or rebuked the demons effecting this man or some other solution, at the time. God did bypass, I organized as some of the best singers in the Church to do public Christmas Caroling in malls and events. What I thought was a side endeavor gave me a little of that perfect practice, God wanted. Many where blessed by our endeavor. Eventually the church dwindled from several hundred members to a couple dozen. ___God is the source of all. He is all-powerful. So, one might wonder if God is therefore indirectly to blame for evil. In college, we use to mess with the theology students asking. If God is omnipotent, can he create a rock so big He can’t lift it? The answer is yes, the human will. He granted us free will. We have power over our own lives for these few years. As for the devil and his minions his time is short. Really he is already crushed yet he is still operating. First, as stated above, by pretending, he and his, still have authority. And secondly, by parasiting off of human beings: utilizing their hosts power, authority, and life-force. People are fooled by the illusion that when they hook-up with demons, or the devil, they gain power or favors from them. The reality is just the opposite. They, whether they are called {Goddess, Allah, Nature, Vishnu, Ascended Master, Jah, or whatever} gain power from those they commune with. Jesus Christ, is the only way, He gives power. There is no other way to God the Father. Yes, God will grant a grace period, for some, interacting in limited ways in order to preserve and lead those individuals to His one true channel: Jesus. There’s a foolish notion, that Christ was just a good man or great teacher, this can not be true. From God’s Word and secular history: clearly, He was, as C. S. Lewis put it, either: liar, lunatic, or Lord. ___By communing with the Holy Spirit we Christians are granted power, if we believe. If you are reading this, and you’re not a believer, consider becoming a Christian. Ask God to guide you. He will. Go to the scriptures, the Gospel written by John is a good starting place. John was the Lord’s closest disciple. Fellow Christians, let’s get busy. So many pass out tracts of other people’s testimonies, why not write your own? We all have our own unique message. If you think yours isn’t exciting enough, don’t think that way, your testimony maybe just what some need to hear. These people are all going to hell, if we don’t do as Christ commissioned. Jesus only asked one thing in return for all He went through: “Go unto all the world and preach the Gospel†Let’s do it. Let us get right with God. Come! On! You that are unsaved accept Him; you, that are saved, but don’t believe in the Full Gospel, the frozen chosen, get in the flow of God. Pray to be filled with the Holy Spirit. Remember He, Jesus Christ, is the reason we have any hope, faith, peace, and love. What the world, or the fire insurance Christians, have is just a pitiful imitation. ___Every day in every way, everything is better and better, just when I think life couldn’t get any more fulfilling, The Lord blesses me again, my wounds of bad love relationships are being healed. My goals in life are being actuated and accomplished, stimulating more and more satisfaction over and over again. Do I face trials and tribulations (?): yes, yet the more one dwells on the negatives the worse everything gets, the more I trust and obey God the better everything is. ___Again, I must say, there are Satanic teachings in the Church. Rick Warren in his book The Purpose Driven Life , states, in a shameless extrapolation of David's poetic writings, especially (Psalm 139:16): “God decided when you would be born how long you would live…choosing the exact time of your deathâ€. Think of the asinine implications: God plans abortion. God plans rape if it results in conception. Christians fighting abortion are clueless. Murders are blameless and should be rewarded for fulfilling God’s purpose. The book has a lot of good stuff, yet seeded amongst that stuff are foolish twisted ideas. Which is worse a clock you know does work or one you think works but give the wrong time? Clearly, along with most, high profile “Christian Leaders†he may be and Illuminazi shill, a quisling. Even though many preach the Gospel, they are put into place as control mechanisms. In fact the whole idea of "Leaders" in the body of Christ is Satanic. Christian Ministers (servants): YES! leaders: WRONG! Billy Graham, soul winner? True, Yet is this not a quick salesmanship version. Billy and many Churches use: Small favor - Big favor People are asked to bow their heads, then if they what to receive Christ, raise your hand (small favor). Now step out and come forward (big favor). I receive Jesus under this technique. Did I really get saved, Yes! but why use trickery? My first Pastor was from England, where there was great persecution of true Christians, by satanic ecumenicists, yet they knew when Billy came to England he would stand with the true Christians, not the people promoting that vile Babylonian religion. NO! Mr. Graham sucked up to the pompous imposters. Let's not even get into the Nixon tapes, or his floundering retraction, if you're interested do a little research. ___If Christian "leaders" or churches are all twisted and messed up does it mean that there's something wrong with Christianity(?), no, the fact that I’m telling you about it, means we're cleaning our own house. Also, these subversions indicate greater credibility, observe this internet post: …As a microcosm, think of how the government neutralizes a political moment, first they send in agents posing as volunteers, not just to gather intelligence but to establish persons within the movement for provocation, disruption, and to discredit. They work their way into leadership positions. So too, many if not most, clergy are actually illuminazis posing as men of God. As Clergy, they gather information, move people in certain directions, contrary to God's will, making them think they are doing the right thing. In much the same way the government would attacks a political movement. Mainly these vile satanic scum help to start wars, burn people, fight among themselves, etc... ___Does God make mistakes(?) Yes! He tells us so. He is perfect and Holy, don't get me wrong. Still as soon as He created anything with a will of its' own, there is potential for mistake that is the nature of such a process that God himself set up. Case One: ‘It repented God that he had made man’ in the time of Noah. The original text literally: Changed His mind was Sorry He made a mistake and then sought to correct it, we know the rest: the great flood. Case Two: ‘Thy were perfect in all thy ways until evil was found in thee...’ Luciferbig, Big, BIG mistake! The original word translated as -found = that He didn't know, He was surprised. True God is all knowing yet we as humans misunderstand what all knowing really means. Case three: We are living it, the drama of life, this whole existence we are living out is the correction of a mistake. If we view God in this light it neutralizes the nay sayers. People have a very valid point when they say if God is all knowing and he knew the devil was going to...yada ...yada ...yada... then isn't He responsible for all the pain and suffering, murder and rape. If that were true YES! He would be, but it is not true. The Scriptures are clear God didn't know Lucifer was going to turn evil, He was freaked out in Noah's time that man could become so twisted. If everyone understood this, the hidden rift, that most people have, with God would be dis-spelled.___Is there proof of God(?) __I will write more in later editions. __If I can help, please contact me: __Phone Number: (607)319-0912. ___Sincerely, ___Christopher___Appendix (A)___Universal Parochialism___I could see nothing but his sarcastic smile, the large yellowy teeth, thick tobacco smoke bellowing forth. The corners of his lips turned slightly upward. "The problem with you Conservative Christians is you aren't in tune with the environment," he said as his scrawny chicken-like arm jutted out flicking a synthetic filtered cigarette butt into a nearby flowering bush. "That's right Greg, Man! You people have no respect for health, the earth, for the here and now; you're off on some pie in the sky in the sweet by and by heading trip." "Right on, John", Greg shouted "No respect!" ___My attention shifted to John as he drew heavily on the water pipe, inhaling an insecticide-laced tarry marijuana smoke. His shoulders reflexively heaved forward as he made rhythmic snorting noise a result of "holding the hit". Greg looked toward Heather and muttered out of the side of his mouth as he sucked down another beer "What do you think?". Heather, with legs crossed, sat redundantly swaying to the cultish rinky dinky twanging noise extruding from the tape player she held in her lap. "Yeah! Heath' what do you think" John coughed out, as resonated spittle oozed from the side of his mouth. ___I fixed my eyes on her stringy lopping hair as she raised her head, eyes piercing through the dangling locks. "Heeey man, hey! Yea! He's the one whooo hangs around' with those bigoted Christians, that group, what's it called? BASIC. Don't you table in the student union for that pro-life organization? Yeah that's right I've seen your." Her head flopped back down and she resumed her repetitive swinging. ___I noticed the sound of rustling papers as Josh raised a fist full of crumpled hand-made posters, which I had been placing around campus. "What's this ..Vote Reagan Peace through Strength' shit, that's like abstinence through pregnancy?" A seemingly forced laughter riveted the air. ___Disgusted by their hypocritical, infantile ridicule, I sprang to my feet and began to walk. I looked up at the large State University emblem in the distance. Cackling snickers faded behind me as I strolled toward the center courtyard. To a limited extent, I wanted to feel angry, to speak forth and set them straight, but any such effort would be futile; a few words of reason and righteous indignation matched against a lifetime of programming. I could only feel sorrow and pity; more sorrow still for these were not just a few fringe buffoons; these were representative of the student body as a whole. These were the product of the public school system, news and entertainment media robots, disciples of the N.E.A. (National Educational Association). I walked ever closer to the hovering University emblem. ___I reflected on the dilemma: how had the minds of my contemporaries become so utterly twisted? This was the it's-Ok-to-murder-babies-but-it's-an-atrocity-to-fish-for-wh ales mentality, the better-Red-than-bombs ideological perspective. The larger moral and political concepts had been drilled into their souls by the liberal media, the educational establishment, and for many, even their parents and apostate churches had joined in with the process. Yet what about the smaller truths in life? Could they see nothing clearly? As Greg and the others had spent the summer following The Grateful Dead and imbibing toxic substances, leaving a trail of garbage and gas fumes behind them, I had raised an organic garden and started a small honey bee apiary; they knew this. How is it possible that they could think themselves as more in tune with the environment than I? As the majority of the student body had been protesting the nebulous ogre of "Big Business", my Brothers And Sisters in Christ (BASIC) had engaged in missionary famine relief efforts, inner city evangelism, or individualized Christian service. I glanced at a jogger and the past year's endeavors flashed through my mind: running, swimming, nutritional analysis, martial arts, and weight lifting. How is it conceivable when comparing their pitifully frail bodies to mine that they would perceive themselves healthier than I; their frequent illnesses to my resilient immune system. What mode of logic could lead to these conclusions? I paused in the shadow of the ominous emblem set high and lifted up on its concrete pinnacle. ___I thought of the secular humanist movement of the preceding century, how it had gradually escalated from the ideological babblings of a few fringe kooks to the wide range acceptance of moral relativism and a kind of religion of man. But had even the small things been tainted by this societal infection? Had simple observational logic been inverted? My studies in biological sciences flashed across my mind. The idea of human evolution had been elevated to fact without one piece of fossil or physiological evidence. Whole skulls had been fabricated from minuscule bone fragments to mark "The Ascent of Man". As one link in the imaginary chain had been exposed as fraudulent, based on the tooth of an extinct pig or a bone fragment from the jaw bone of an ass, another was contrived to fill the gaps in this evolutionary marcher. Here in the hypothesis of human evolution was but one manifestation of this distorted mentality. I recalled the scriptural prophecy that in the end times good would be counted as evil and evil as good, as my mind further examined various illustrations. I pondered: -the heinous cheapening of human life, -the foolish concept of democratic socialism, -torrid paranoia about natural environmental cycles of regeneration, -odd, self defeating, taxing away incentive, political tendencies, -the acceptance and promotion of sexual perversion, -modern medical focus on allopathic and homeopathic (symptom treatment) as opposed to root cause intervention and prevention. These had all been derived out of wrong thinking concerning simple observational truth. ___Suddenly I was startled out of my deep contemplative state by the sound of screaming. I sprinted back towards the group where I found Heather convulsively vomiting. Greg, who had stumbled over his own feet, was sitting on the sidewalk a few yards away, mumbled "Oh wow man I broke my tooth; I think she's Odin (overdosing), its Ok Josh ran for help". I dashed to the nearest phone to call for help, darting past Josh who was gasping for breath as he shuffled along. Medical attention was reached and it seemed, barring the loss of numerous brain cells, that everything would be all right at least for the time being. ___I sat later that evening in my apartment. Is this the future of our world? I thought. Do these students exemplify the future {no inhaling} leaders? In despair and disgust I pounded my fist on the table in front of me with such force the room shook. Immediately a photo album fell down from an overhanging bookshelf. It lay opened before me. There was the smiling face of Sheila who had received her RN last semester and was off doing COMM (Christian Outreach Medical Missions) work in Africa. My eyes shifted to Ed standing tall in his Air Force uniform, head held high, ready to defend the human right to liberty and justice. Pete and Jenny, who would be working with inner city children next summer. Steve who had led a powerful protest action against a local abortion mill. Crosby and Nick who helped me roof an elderly woman's house last year. Then it was if I could see beyond them, surveying a vast multitude of Christians across the globe. Children of God, doing the right thing flying in the face of the evil trends and these demonic marionettes. The love of God radiating forth through them, their faith in Jesus Christ held high as a banner of righteousness and truth, setting straight even the small things. ---Christopher Dale Churchmspobj type=&