Source: A SYMPHONY OF DECEPTION
Symphony silence filled the music hall before the curtain rose and the anticipated performance brought a moment of exhilaration and excitement scurrying over the elegant clad attendees.
Spotlights focused as the director strode center stage. Lights dimmed and the curtain lifted. He stepped to the podium, tapped his baton, and held up his arms as every eye in the house held on the performance-clad orchestra in all their finery. The audience sat spellbound, waiting for those first perfect notes to saturate their senses.
But their music stands were empty, and shrieky, strident sounds of a weird, wild cadence blasted ear drums. Gasps were seen, but couldn’t be heard. The volume increased as did the out-of-tune mayhem from the thumps and bumps of the percussion section, mindless blasts from the horns, and screeches from the strings. Not an ounce of unity. No trace of a melody. Just a barrage of hateful clamor.
The audience twisted and turned to assess the reactions of other symphony goers, but not a soul left their seat. They sat in rapt expectation that this symphony of deception would somehow change. Some way have a good ending.
But it didn’t.
The chaotic chords continued as the audience squirmed in their seats. Watching. Waiting. Anticipating. But nothing changed. Yet all those concert goers remained in their places, listening, but doing nothing to stop this absurd spectacle. And when the last cords fell silent, the people who endured this catastrophe even clapped their feigned approval for their deceivers.
I know you’re thinking, what stupid people. These were obvious phonies pretending to be professional musicians. If I’d been there I’d a rushed up that aisle and demanded the performance be stopped and my money refunded.
Really? But isn’t this what’s happening across America today? No unity, no oneness of Spirit. Everyone banging their own tune. No United States of America. No “My Country, ‘tis of Thee.” No “Sweet land of liberty. Of Thee we sing—” The music has ceased, but the hateful haranguing shrieks and screams rage on, and on, and on.
And the silence of the majority still waits for the deception to end. But it hasn’t. And it won’t. Unless you do something to stop it.
God offered, provided His Word and His Son, but the rancorous minority rejected His help and kicked Him to the curb, while the silent majority sat silent. And now we’re out of time. Next Friday could be the beginning of chaos, the likes of which America hasn’t seen since the Civil War. But only Elohim, The Lord God Almighty, can save us from ourselves and this great deception.
If we humble ourselves and pray as though our nation’s future depended on you and me. Because it does.
Political leaders claim to be serving the good of all the American people, but they don’t. With ulterior radical motives, a depraved mind, and an insatiable appetite for money, they have captured and created chaos for years with a perverted plan to fundamentally change these United States of America, while the public they pretend to serve, waits on the sidelines for someone—anyone to rescue them from the coming storm.
Yet the God of the Ages is still faithful and still stands ready to rescue, if we will, with one voice, cry out to Him.
Teachers, professors, educators claim to teach our children necessary skills, but instead uphold an agenda contrary to the principals and precepts of the Word of God. These purveyors of deception have slipped in unnoticed and taken control of schools and universities. These pseudo-intellectuals delight in social experimentation to force their lies and ideological beliefs upon our children. And we have paid and still trust them to accomplish this hideous brain-washing, while we sit silent on the sidelines, grateful to have illegitimate babysitters relieve us of our responsibilities as parents.
Preachers who claim to preach truth, but actually proclaim another gospel, rather than the birth, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ, are multiplying and flourishing in this once “Under God” nation. These rebellious men and women seek and flatter congregations not grounded in the Word of God. And people with itching ears gobble their false-prophecies because their ears and hearts are not interested in the truths, practices, and principles of the Lord God Almighty.
Social media experts whose responsibility and pledge is to inform and report the truth and facts have only one goal …make money, regardless of the costs. And are for sale to the highest bidder. Truth? God’s instructions? They aren’t interested. Lies make bigger and better press.
And entertainers—in this Sodom and Gomorrah culture—invade not only movies, books, CD’s, theater, but have moved into our homes, the classroom, and our children’s hearts. Television shows broadcast with flamboyance their intentional rebellion against God and His holiness, while we sit and watch, night after night, week after week, and when called to account attempt a lame defense… “Oh, I don’t agree with ’em. I just watch ’em.”
Well, sweet friend, If you’re watchin’, you’re agreeing.
I know we’ve all heard the saying, “Those who don’t learn from history are bound to repeat it.” Yet we purposefully refuse to learn. God preserved His Word and called us to come apart and be separate. We are instructed to be different. We are instructed to be holy unto the Lord. Our pastor, Dr. Robert Jeffress’ new book, “All Roads Do Not Lead to Heaven,” confirms this truth.
Last night I read that the State of California as of January 1, 2017, will no longer prosecute child sexual molestation cases, thus throwing the door wide open to human trafficking. What are these California legislators thinking? What will they say when they stand before the God of all Creation and hear Jesus say:
“And He called a child to Himself and set him before them, and said, ‘Truly I say to you, unless you are converted and become like children, you shall not enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever then humbles himself as this child, he is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven and whoever receives one such child in My name receives Me; but whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in Me to stumble, it is better for him that a heavy millstone be hung around his neck, and that he be drowned in the depth of the sea’” (Matthew 18:2-6 NAS).
What will you say and do when your State legislators propose the same thing?
In that day, our excuses, our idols, and our hypocrisy will be burned up and many of us will be left with the bare bones of our salvation—no rewards—because we were too lazy, too busy, or too fearful to stand for God’s truth in the here and now.
And many will hear those awful words, “I never knew you. “Depart from Me, you who practice lawlessness” (Matthew 7:23 NAS).
Do you think God has changed His mind? He tells us He never changes. Do you know and trust His character? His promises? Will you continue to sit and watch this symphony of deception play out until the end—never objecting, never speaking God’s truth, never caring about those your life touches? Will you, like those absurd fictional symphony goers, clap your hands together in feigned approval of those rushing down the wide highway to an eternal hell?
Our forefathers stood firm in the light of The Word of God, fought and died for the precious principles of faith in the God of all Creation. Will you sit in silence while the enemies of God steal our land too?
Or will you accept and trust in the gift the Lord Jesus Christ paid for your soul and mine? While there is still time, God stands ready to grant His mercy, His grace, and forgiveness because of Jesus’ blood shed for you and me—if we will turn, listen, and obey Him. But time is short. Please search your heart. Please ask His forgiveness. Please repent…turn around and walk according to His principles and precepts.
Diligently pray for our nation this coming week and ask God to bind the forces of evil determined to turn the hallowed ground of our forefathers into a battle ground. Draw your line in the sand and stand like a soldier holding the solid line of Truth. Be thankful to our Lord. Our God. Our Only Salvation. Our soon coming King!
“I, Jesus, have sent My angel to testify to you these things for the churches. I am the root and the offspring of David, the bright morning star. And the Spirit and the bride say, ‘Come.’ And let the one who is thirsty come; let the one who wishes take the water of life without cost” (Revelation 22:16-17 NAS).
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By my friend and fellow author. Deep waters, Ernie. Great message for the first day of 2017!
Remember ye not the former things, neither consider the things of old. Behold, I will do a new thing; now it shall spring forth; shall ye not know it? I will even make a way in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert. (Isaiah 43:18-19)
Whew! Got by that one! We dodged a bullet in 2016! While I remain skeptical of a Donald Trump presidency, I believe God granted us a reprieve by saving us from Hillary Clinton. Even so, the current administration continues to do its best to inflict as much damage to this nation, while in the death throes of its waning days.
Who knows what lies ahead in 2017? The stock market has taken an upward turn with the prospect of “President” Donald Trump. If he follows through on half of his promises, there is hope for better days ahead. However, the best of intentions…
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Another of Abigail Proffitt’s insightful blogs. What a way to close 2016!
I don’t know about you, but my year has flown!
As I look back on the past 12 months, I’m overwhelmed by the warm memories, new discoveries, and growth that took root.
In many ways, 2016 was yucky…Full of uncertainty, hard decisions, and lessons learned the hard way. I made mistakes I wish I could undo, and struggled to accept God’s grace.
But I wouldn’t trade the cloudy days for anything.
I’m thankful for the twists and complications and sleepless nights. Because God had a purpose for it all, and I’ve learned more about Him and drawn closer to Him than I ever dreamed.
I can’t ignore the sunshine of 2016, either! So many changes, exciting events, and new friendships lit up this year, and I can’t wait to see what happens next 🙂
All that to say, I’ve learned a ton over the months, and I…
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This afternoon my editor-in-chief, Nicola Martinez, emailed an encouraging letter to all her authors. My heart was touched as soul tears blurred my eyes. Most of my regular followers know our only daughter died a number of years ago, and due to her home-going and the onslaught of secondary losses, Christmas has been extremely difficult for me. Until last year. And I know many of you find yourselves facing your first Christmas without the one you love and it’s so painful and strange.
Two years ago, after a heart-twisting meltdown, I made some serious changes and came face-to-face with the fact I’d attempted to travel that same old road, Christmas after Christmas, and it just didn’t work—each year became worse.
‘Til a close friend counseled, “You don’t have to keep traveling down the same road. You can take a new path.” And I listened and tried that new road, and it worked. Does that mean my heart is healed? Far from it…I still have boo-hoo moments, but they no longer incapacitate and prevent me from participating in the joy of Christmas. And your joy will return. It won’t be tomorrow, and it may not be next year, but Christmas won’t always be a time of dreaded darkness for you.
Today Ms. Martinez stared, unblinking, into the sufferings of that first Christmas. I pray her words will touch your heart as they have mine. I’ve often said, “That holy baby in Bethlehem was born to die so you and I might live.” But all we consider this time of year is the joy and by our contrast we are devastated.
I asked to be sure she would not mind if I shared the blessing of her thoughts with you. Her response was quick. “Yes, you may share if you think it will help someone.” I pray the Spirit of God will give you new insight into the throbs of your heart and God’s comfort will soothe and give you peace.
“I’ve had my head buried in computer code and databases that I’ve hardly noticed the time go by. With the exception of prayer, it’s rather made my Christmas preparation a little clinical. Add to that my kitchen at home is partially torn up right now, and for the first time in my adult life, I’m not fixing Christmas dinner. And the whole season seems a little strange. Yet, God is awesome, and my discombobulation is nothing compared to what some are dealing with right now.
So many are facing hardships. From illness to financial hardship to family estrangement and having to endure the first Christmas after losing a family member. It’s easy to lose sight of God’s promises. They can feel distant and almost out of reach even though we know as Christians that God and His promises are never out of reach.
You know, when it’s Lent and we’re approaching Easter, it’s easy to ponder Jesus’ suffering and how He endured the same hardships we do, and worse. But, at Christmas, the special joy the world seems to exude tends to outshine the reality that there was a lot of suffering in the birth of Christ. His mother had to tell her fiancé that she was pregnant, which meant risking not only divorce but possibly being stoned. Then, as she was just about ready to give birth, they were forced on a journey. (Mothers, you remember what it’s like to be “big as a house”, “out to here”, right? Must’ve been really comfy riding that donkey!) And what must it have felt like to have to lay the Son of God on a bed of rough straw instead of in a comfy bed.
Mary and Joseph must’ve felt like failures…certainly unworthy of the task to which they’d been entrusted. That wasn’t the end of it, though, because while the angels were singing “Glory to God in the Highest”, Herod was slaughtering babies and toddlers. Shocking, I know.
Those who suffer through loss and loneliness at Christmas are not alone. They are not far from God’s promises. They are as close as Mary and Joseph. They are as close as those parents who lost their children. They are as close as those martyred innocents. There was a lot of sadness and suffering when Salvation entered the world. And yet, this is rightly a season of Joy. Emmanuel: God with us. Through love and miracle, we have everything. There is nothing He can’t accomplish. All we have to do is believe. Trust. Give Him permission to work in our lives.
No matter what your circumstance is this holiday season, I hope you have time to enjoy the miracle of this life and His with which you are blessed. If you are in a place of happiness, contentment and abundance; praise Him. Have compassion for those who are suffering right now. Pray for them so they have the strength to make it through.
If you are in a place of pain or sorrow or other hardship, try to rest in the promise. It is right there even if you can’t feel it. There is nothing in this world that can make your situation easier at this moment in time. For whatever reason, your situation is something you must endure. But you can endure! And when you come out on the other side, you will be better. I don’t know how, but I know it’s true, and I pray you know it, too.”
“These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you have tribulation, but take courage, I have overcome the world” (John 16:33 NAS).
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I know many of you are suffering from loss of a loved one this Christmas. This excerpt from Penelope Marquez’ book “Hoping for Joy” speaks to each one of us.
The following is written by Penelope Marquez, an author I know. It is taken from her novella, Hoping for Joy, part of the Love Is series based on 1 Corinthians 13, releasing today. http://www.prismbookgroup.com/love-is-series.
Soon after Logan’s sister dies, her preschool aged daughter, Joy, who is now his responsibility, disappears. His father has had a debilitating stroke and his fiance is severely injured in a car accident, possibly intentionally caused by the drug lord who killed his sister.
Now he is stuck in a mega traffic jam and can’t get to her. His anger at God increases. Prayer seems futile. He ponders if God really cares, or is even real.
When he opened the bag, a ladybug flew out. It landed on his hand.
His sister had loved ladybugs. He glared at it. “Fine. I give up. This is a message. Give it to me straight.”
The ladybug crawled along, struggling over each hair in its…
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The reflection shining in the night sky above the tree tops was nothing short of a thousand-watts of brilliance. I crossed the little bridge and rounded the curve where acres of pastureland opened to a blazing, blinking, gaudy extravaganza of everything from American flags, to Christmas trees, to castles and camels, unicorns and merry-go-rounds—all wrapped in multi-colored lights—and I wondered in all this would-be celebration of Christmas—Where was the Lamb?
A trip through my neighborhood offered a plethora of inflated figures from snowmen to Santa’s, lights wrapping and flashing over housetops, peppermint-cane lights lining walkways and I wondered if these decorations from planet earth magnified the deception of our generation before the Throne of God, or were they lost in the splendor of the Universe? Or do they scream in defiance at God like the sins of ancient Israel—we refuse to believe in You!
Having just come from the Mall where a jillion short tempered shoppers and clerks celebrated the season buying gifts they could ill-afford, the question again whispered in my heart Where is the Lamb? ‘Cause I sure didn’t find Him there either.
I recalled Abraham’s words to Isaac as they traveled up the mountain where God commanded Abraham to sacrifice his son—his only son. The same mountain range where centuries later the God of all creation would willingly be crucified for our sins.
Isaac knew they were going to the mountain to sacrifice, he carried the wood. But there was no lamb. “My father,” Isaac asked, “…behold the fire and the wood, but where is the lamb?”
Abraham’s answer to his son rings prophetic through the corridors of time. “God will see for Himself the lamb for the sacrifice” (Genesis 22:1-18 NAS).
And in Isaiah 52 and 53 God speaks again through His prophet to tell us about this Lamb who would come:
“He was oppressed and He was afflicted, yet He did not open His mouth; like a lamb that is led to slaughter, and like a sheep that is silent before it shearers, so He did not open His mouth…But the Lord was pleased to crush Him, putting Him to grief; If He would render Himself as a guilt offering, He will see His offspring, He will prolong His days, and the good pleasure of the Lord will prosper in His hand…By His knowledge the Righteous One, My Servant, will justify the many as He will bear their iniquities.”
In the 9th Chapter of Daniel the angel Gabriel delivers these words to Daniel:
“So you are to know and discern that from the issuing of a decree to restore and rebuild Jerusalem until Messiah the Prince there will be seven weeks and sixty-two weeks; it will be built again, with plaza and moat, even in time of distress. Then after sixty-two weeks the Messiah will be cut off and have nothing, and the people of the prince who is to come will destroy the city and the sanctuary. And its end will come with a flood; even to the end there will be war; desolations are determined” (Daniel 9:25-26 NAS)
Again in Micah God promises:
“But as for you Bethlehem Ephrathah, too little to be among the clans of Judah, from you One will go forth for Me to be ruler in Israel. His goings forth are from long ago from the days of eternity…And He will arise and shepherd His flock in the strength of the Lord, in the majesty of the name of the Lord His God…Because at that time He will be great to the ends of the earth. And this One will be our peace” (Micah 5:2-5 NAS).
God left His words, time after time, even gave them the exact timetable when The Lamb would come. In the Book of Exodus God had given His people an illustration of what the Lamb would do and instructed them to forever celebrate the passing over of the death angel. But throughout the ages God’s people deliberately chose the deceptive rituals of bling and pleasure over believing and trusting in His name. And when Messiah actually came, as prophesied, they still asked—Where is the Lamb? Because they refused to believe Jesus was that Lamb of God.
John was baptizing and saw Jesus coming to him and he cried out, “Behold the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world!” And he baptized Jesus and saw the Spirit of God, descending as a dove out of heaven and the Spirit remained on Jesus. Again a few days later John saw Jesus as He walked and declared, “Behold, the Lamb of God!”
But the Jews refused to look then and certainly aren’t looking now, but are still asking, Where is the Lamb?
What about you? Do you know where the Lamb is? Do you know what the Lamb has done? Do you understand the Lamb is the only way to God?
Buddha didn’t hang on a cross to give you access to the Lord God Almighty. Mohamed didn’t die so you could live—his message is to kill everyone before they kill you. And there are many man-made idols preventing those who are deceived from knowing and coming to Jesus.
There are not many ways to heaven and no, we are not all traveling many different paths to ascent to the throne of God. Jesus alone is the Way, the Truth, and the Life. The message there is more than one way is a lie from the pit of hell, first told in the Garden of Eden. A lie crafted by Satan to confuse and bewilder all who listen. And he continues to spew the same nonsense today—because it still works.
Time is short. That baby in the manger in Bethlehem is the Messiah, our Savior and soon coming King—The Lord Jesus Christ. Does the message of your life, your actions, and your words point those who are searching to the lights and lies of what we’ve allowed Christmas to become?
Or do you and your family bow in worship and awe over the true miracle of Christmas—the holiness of the conception of the Son of God who chose to be confined in the form of a tiny human baby—every bit God, but every bit man—born to die—your Passover Lamb sent to pay the price for your sins and mine, so we like Abraham, can teach our children, God indeed provided the Lamb!