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“I’m sorry, sir, but you’ve drunk the Kool-Aid. The vax contains deadly chemicals and you will die if you take it.”

Whether one has truth today comes down to which side you’re on. It is not about facts, but about whether or not you agree with people that are convinced a great conspiracy to kill millions of people is at work in the world. While it doesn’t appear to be a spiritual issue, the contention over the COVID-19 vaccine now has God’s Remnant dividing and shunning each other. The same thing occurred on a smaller scale during the Y2K fiasco and the elections of 2016. 

In this period of great apostasy in Christianity, there is a Remnant of God’s people that have not apostatized. However, some of them no longer pray as they should pray, seek the guidance of the Holy Spirit, but have become obsessed with politics, and are now deeply emerged in the conspiracy theory info mill. The fact is, that info mill consists of conjecture, suspicion, paranoia, presumptions, and bits of truth, that produce a highly sensational and greatly addictive flow of information. It is such a maze of confusion that discovering truth among the conjecture and hyperbole is like looking for an apple in a cesspool. Even if you find it, it is not fit to consume. 

Once an individual is snared by the distracting conspiracy monstrosity, the “boring” truth is no longer palatable. No wonder that they cannot accept the fact that there is no conspiracy involving using the COVID vaccine to murder millions of people. Continue reading

It is a fact that people have been dying of influenza for a long period. An influenza vaccine was developed in 1945. As the Internet became popular, the vaccine has been constantly beleaguered with conspiracy theories. I believed the hyperbole and conspiracy theories about the vaccine until I almost died. After 9 weeks of being very sick, the doctor told me that if the last round of medicine didn’t work there was nothing else that they could do but hospitalize me.

So I began taking the flu shot before every season. I did not turn purple. I was not converted into a drone slave of the government. I did not waste away from chemical poisoning. My brain did not shrink. I did not become a leper. When I walked outside in my bare feet the grass did not die. More importantly, the Holy Spirit did not depart from me. I have not had influenza since I began taking the vaccine.

Over the past couple of year, a number of our dear friends died from COVID-19. We do not know of anyone that has died from the vaccine. We personally know health professionals that tell us that the overwhelming majority of COVID cases are unvaccinated people. They did not know of a single case of someone seriously ill from the vaccine. 

I began to rethink my opposition to the vaccine. There were a few things that didn’t add up. It compelled me to do a thorough research of the vaccines, particularly the Pfizer vaccine. Continue reading

“If then you were raised with Christ, seek those things which are above, where Christ is, sitting at the right hand of God.”– Colossians 3:1 

When I think of all the battles I’ve fought since God redeemed me years ago in that Texas motel room, I remember and I’m very grateful to God. He not only enabled me to overcome, but helped me to recognize and process the priceless lessons. I am deeply grateful for a godly wife, best friend, and partner in ministry. There are no adjectives to adequately describe the depth of my love for her. She never wavered through all our struggles.

A lesson I learned, and have relearned and will continue to relearn, is Satan’s clever use of distractions. No one who has pushed God out of his or her mind with troubles or desires will know His will. Every trial is to bring us closer, purge us, re-focus our minds, and otherwise make us fit to know and obey God’s will. 

Without those lessons, the many non-expedient distractions would have made me a drained, religious, stuffed suit, hireling. I would likely be going through the motions of “pastoring” a church, with a cache of obligatory compliments, juggling everything to keep people happy, absorbed with entertainment, and everything else that ritual church meeting attendees expect from their pastor. I’d be in the thick of the political hoopla, wasting what little spiritual strength I had fighting useless battles on Satan’s battlefield and by his rules—just as he planned. I would never recognize that the encroaching battering ram I’m hacking with my wooden sword was actually the toe of a beast so large that when I look up, I am by comparison the size of an ant. Continue reading