tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20687017015298037992024-03-14T14:24:23.726-04:00Christian Fantasy Author Lorilyn Roberts<a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com">BOOKS BY LORILYN ROBERTS </a> VISIT LORILYN'S WEBSITE TO LEARN MORE ABOUT HER BOOKS.Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.comBlogger418125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-15417811473096588392022-07-23T14:42:00.002-04:002022-07-23T14:42:55.396-04:00Final Blogpost on Blogspot - I have moved my blog to my Website at LorilynRoberts.com<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJtDjC-UAk35OWi_hwOIGTd8-LQrzXI7niup2ELoeon-uTkwascXJGeYYWOcblf2nAuZJToyQHtF1gNVOntaiWnhscaV6RsRGv8eA0Q3hqGjwwAdtQaUK4eIQG0iV5lgF5h45qr-BRLvlhGMH1_G9uW0mMPm5RCF3llpB1iIgA0T5VLShaZVej1Dylhg/s1000/moving%20shutterstock_1486328387.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="303" data-original-width="1000" height="121" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJtDjC-UAk35OWi_hwOIGTd8-LQrzXI7niup2ELoeon-uTkwascXJGeYYWOcblf2nAuZJToyQHtF1gNVOntaiWnhscaV6RsRGv8eA0Q3hqGjwwAdtQaUK4eIQG0iV5lgF5h45qr-BRLvlhGMH1_G9uW0mMPm5RCF3llpB1iIgA0T5VLShaZVej1Dylhg/w400-h121/moving%20shutterstock_1486328387.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">When I discovered Google was censoring me, I decided there was no point in posting here anymore. This blogspot as well as the John 3:16 Marketing Network blogspot have been censored by Google and are not traceable or visible on any search engines.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I don’t know when it began, but I know that Google owns Youtube, and they contacted me a few months ago that they were removing my Washington D.C., video from January 6, 2021. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Then I felt as if God spoke to me - you need to move your blog off the Google platform.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">So that’s what I have done. I will not delete this blog, but all the postings are now on my website.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">If you use blogspot.com for your blog, I would encourage you to see if your postings are visible on the search engines. There are other platforms on which to blog, so don’t let Google dictate what you can and cannot share.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">My January 6 Washington D.C. video is on Rumble. I hope you will visit my website at <a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com">http://LorilynRoberts.com</a> where you can see the hundreds of blogposts that are now easy to locate and search through. God brings good out of everything, and I like having my blog and books all available from my website. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p> </p><p><br /></p>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-63289424691230383332022-06-05T01:44:00.004-04:002022-06-05T01:57:10.796-04:00SOCIALISM AND THE TEN VIRGINS: A Devotional by Lorilyn Roberts<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoxaf3YvTjYqPgmHzsFH4UBWNTzbnvGCT6wEEdxB2UeS5ZrZEssZSW2LR63avlQQJilLT6l0fFNObDmnxWGYy_vPFo1cxC2P1HJ8Tcbv303eshpmvJ6ZLBAQkEk38vYeB9kprRgTOXd9dY2oZmfbqYNHIQ3vt9aJk7otGBeTl4FEF9tg25-MzucGdnNA/s523/Bride%20Screenshot%202022-06-05%20012324.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="346" data-original-width="523" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoxaf3YvTjYqPgmHzsFH4UBWNTzbnvGCT6wEEdxB2UeS5ZrZEssZSW2LR63avlQQJilLT6l0fFNObDmnxWGYy_vPFo1cxC2P1HJ8Tcbv303eshpmvJ6ZLBAQkEk38vYeB9kprRgTOXd9dY2oZmfbqYNHIQ3vt9aJk7otGBeTl4FEF9tg25-MzucGdnNA/w400-h265/Bride%20Screenshot%202022-06-05%20012324.png" width="400" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><o:p> </o:p><span style="text-align: center;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-align: center;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">“An economics professor at a local college made a statement that he had never failed a single student before, but had failed an entire class.<br /><br />That class had insisted that Obama’s socialism worked and that no one would be poor and no one would be rich; a great equalizer.<br /><br />The professor then said, ’Okay. We will have an experiment in this class on Obama's plan. All grades would be averaged and everyone would receive the same grade, so no one would fail, and no one would receive an A.”<br /><br />After the first test, the grades were averaged and everyone got a B. The students who studied hard were upset and the students who studied little were happy.<br /><br />As the second test rolled around, the students who studied little had studied even less and the ones who studied hard decided they wanted a free ride, too, so they studied little.<br /><br />The second test average was a D!<br /><br />No one was happy.<br /><br />When the third test rolled around, the average was an F.<br /><br />The scores never increased as bickering, blame, and name-calling all resulted in hard feelings, and no one would study for the benefit of anyone else.<br /><br />All failed, to their great surprise, and the professor told them, “Socialism would also ultimately fail because when the reward is great, the effort to succeed is great, but when government takes all the reward away, no one will try or want to succeed.<br /><br />It cannot be any simpler than that.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">😔😔<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br />The above story, quoted from several sources on the Internet, may be spurious but it’s an interesting analogy of the mechanics of socialism. None of us are so <i>Godly and self-sacrificing</i> that we are willing to work our behinds off for the welfare of the State without regard to our own personal sacrifice and what the cost is to ourselves. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">Socialism takes away the hard-work ethic that Americans historically have been known for and equalizes available resources for, “the good of all.”<br /><br />Socialism runs counter to my Christian beliefs because my freedom and ability to choose have been taken from me and what’s “good for all” has been forced on me by a godless government. The government is not wise enough to make the choice about what is best for me or my family, and when they rob me to give what is rightfully mine to someone else, most of the surplus ends up in the pockets of those who least deserve it.<br /><br />In the Parable of the Ten Virgins, found in Matthew 25:1-13, the five young women who brought extra containers of oil for their lamps were not “forced” to share with those who didn’t. Why? Because there would not have been enough “capital” or oil available to take care of everyone who came to meet the bridegroom.<br /><br />The five virgins without sufficient oil were not disabled—they could talk, walk, think, and reason, and it is implied by the context they could take care of themselves. Jesus called them “unwise.” The wise virgins instructed them to “go to those who sell oil and buy some for yourselves.” </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">Implicit in the story is a free market economy where there are resources available to be bought, showing that the foolish virgins could have bought some earlier but didn’t.<br /><br />The foolish maidens preferred to depend on handouts from the wise who had planned ahead, much like many today are looking for the government to take care of them in the form of bailouts for fiscal mismanagement; free money for cars, houses, and education; entitlements for government welfare; funding social issues like abortion, and now free health insurance that could bankrupt our country.<br /><br />Jesus admonished us to help the poor, saying they would always be with us, the thought being, that no matter what a nation does to equalize wealth, it goes counter to God’s natural law. </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">Everyone is not guaranteed the ability to own a home, have health insurance, or whatever else our government decides should be funded by those who have more. The government will end up robbing its citizens to pay for what is not affordable. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">Socialism is not sustainable because fewer and fewer will be able to survive economically at a high enough level to provide for those who are unwilling. Many will be duped into thinking they can’t survive to validate our government’s desire for ultimate control. The whole system will collapse under its own waste of misallocated resources and broken dreams.<br /><br />Too many of our young people have been hoodwinked into believing they are entitled to “more.” Someone insisted in response to my arguments on Facebook, “the government is going to take care of me.” </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">Good luck with that thought. The problem is somebody has to pay. In the end, we all pay because we all suffer when the truly poor suffer, and there will be more who are truly poor. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">When limited resources are squandered by propping up those who deserve to fail and the available capital is used by the government to equalize all there is, everyone suffers. We see this now and will see more of it because we are now using capital that doesn’t exist.<br /><br />The future earnings of our children, borrowed money from other countries, fiat money created by our government, our Social Security, and probably, eventually, our retirement accounts, will be used to fund our fiscal irresponsibility. There will be a continued shrinking of the private sector as the government takes over more and more of the economy. A day of reckoning is coming. God’s law is a natural law. Those who have been deceived will receive their just reward.<br /><br />As in the parable of the Ten Virgins, the wise virgins had enough oil, and those who were foolish didn’t. Those who seek the truth will be prepared. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">God said in the end times He would send a strong delusion. I see a lack of discernment everywhere; sadly, most of all in our young people. Too many of them have bought into the lies fed to them by the educational system and powerful bureaucrats in Washington. I blame both the Democrats and Republicans. In many ways, I hardly even see a difference between them except when it comes to the issue of abortion. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">I wonder if they do not know our history or if it’s just easier to believe the delusion rather than to seek the truth. Even Pontius Pilate, who represented the powerful Roman government, asked “What is Truth?” as the Author of Truth, Jesus Christ, stood before him. The question is, do you know?<br /><br />I implore you to seek the truth while it can still be found. Who knows when the last bastion of freedom of information will be taken from us. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">In China, much of their news is filtered by the government. The Google search engines remove “propaganda” the government doesn’t want the masses to know. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">In Russia, South Korea, and Vietnam, Christians are imprisoned and martyred for speaking the truth; and now in Europe, Islam is the fastest-growing ethnic minority and Sharia law is becoming the norm. Muslims make it no secret what their agenda is by their attacks on our country, our faith, and our way of life. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">Now the CCP is making inroads and will do just about anything to jeopardize our sovereignty. The WHO wants all the countries in the world to cede authority to them. It‘s not about freedom. It‘s about power. How long are we going to be in denial of the truth for the sake of political correctness?<br /><br />While the government back in 2008 might have thought Freddie Mac, Fannie Mae, AIG, and others were “too big to fail,” perhaps today nobody realizes a free United States in 2022 is not too big to fail. It is not even in question. Oil and food are already in short supply. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">Don’t blink or you might miss the bridegroom. He is coming soon. Anoint yourself with Holy Spirit Oil and ready yourself with the gifts He's given you. Spread the Good News in the midst of all the bad. And pray for wisdom. Remember, God is with us if we have His oil.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></p>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-36438224232036524202022-06-04T03:15:00.008-04:002022-06-04T03:29:23.788-04:00A LOOK BACK AT OUR APPEARANCE ON ANIMAL PLANET’S “MONSTERS INSIDE ME”<p> </p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfypcXf3PH3o7ztwX5T8iHSWC9n5g_llupPwGLdDCNdRGyee-kjUngjd1JssATtU97n6PhkrQ79mjeZ27ME9qgv8ssGyln6JMvZ1aKn-XjO9g4ZPTzVh58i2bwuD-URSpLlHF5BoE5NGL-s1fJzozmBg5R5-STu_Bt_A4V3jDuy7J025nN5PTxG16Brw/s3076/shutterstock_26706619.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3076" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfypcXf3PH3o7ztwX5T8iHSWC9n5g_llupPwGLdDCNdRGyee-kjUngjd1JssATtU97n6PhkrQ79mjeZ27ME9qgv8ssGyln6JMvZ1aKn-XjO9g4ZPTzVh58i2bwuD-URSpLlHF5BoE5NGL-s1fJzozmBg5R5-STu_Bt_A4V3jDuy7J025nN5PTxG16Brw/w400-h319/shutterstock_26706619.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><i><span style="font-size: large;">This blog post was originally published in 2010. Sometimes looking back on what we’ve been through and arriving on the other side is a reminder that God was and is always with us. The complete story of my daughter’s illness can be read in my memoir <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Children-Dreams-Adoption-Lorilyn-Roberts-ebook/dp/B00332EWGU/ref=sr_1_2?crid=1X4VGKR99DA38&keywords=Children+of+Dreams+Lorilyn+Roberts&qid=1654327355&s=books&sprefix=children+of+dreams+lorilyn+roberts%2Cstripbooks%2C73&sr=" target="_blank">Children of Dreams</a>. </span></i></span></p><p><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white; color: black; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><i> </i></span></p><p><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white; color: black; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><i></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white; color: black; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAXvE18R6wiVDMGQYOWYJn7uzvKKD0cpB_M9lLqu_FI6aKYCux3exEW-gQKcen5yS9MaFyeFaBlnWVncps5MxglvceQu1mxL3AqSDmwI1jBD5cBeuY2qvSK_OGUie7xuwsd7X5Zvw9Z1MUHviqUk2fgINIP540c2FfPHE6SggFKZOfBUkt8wgOHNDZgQ/s864/DreamsCOv_F6%20copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="864" data-original-width="576" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAXvE18R6wiVDMGQYOWYJn7uzvKKD0cpB_M9lLqu_FI6aKYCux3exEW-gQKcen5yS9MaFyeFaBlnWVncps5MxglvceQu1mxL3AqSDmwI1jBD5cBeuY2qvSK_OGUie7xuwsd7X5Zvw9Z1MUHviqUk2fgINIP540c2FfPHE6SggFKZOfBUkt8wgOHNDZgQ/w266-h400/DreamsCOv_F6%20copy.jpg" width="266" /></a></i></span></div><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white; color: black; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /></span><p></p><p></p><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white; color: black; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white; color: black; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">
My family just finished one of the most exciting and unique (but stressful)
events we’ve shared as a family. A few weeks ago we were contacted by the producers
of “Monsters Inside Me” on Animal Planet to film Manisha’s story. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white; color: black; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">One of the
producers found my article, “Monster Inside My Daughter,” where I wrote about
Manisha’s parasitic infection. The producer contacted me through my website. We
went back and forth for a while, and then Animal Planet emailed that they
wanted to try to squeeze in Manisha’s story to finish out this season’s
shooting. We had one week to make it happen. I didn’t believe it would be
possible considering how many people were involved and the logistics of doctors’
schedules, et cetera.</span><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br />
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<span style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white;">But I started contacting everyone—Manisha’s
doctors, Shands, and a family in Nepal who have a little girl the same age as
Manisha was when she got sick. Animal Planet wanted a little Nepali girl to do
some reenactments. Through whirlwind emails, we got it approved by the Shands’
legal and public relations departments. Dr. Carney set aside all day Friday to
be involved, and the family with the Nepali daughter drove in from Tallahassee
and stayed both days to do the reenactments. Animal Planet is planning to film
Dr. Hostetter at Yale next week.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white;">I have a new appreciation for how difficult it
is to produce shows—</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white; color: black; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">making
sure the lighting is right, the sound is perfect, what to film, what not to
film, reshooting scenes several times from different angles to see what works
the best, dealing with outside noise like barking dogs, helicopters, and my
stomach that wouldn’t quit growling (I hope they make sure that doesn’t hit the
airwaves all over the world).</span><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br />
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<span style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white;">Four people came down from New York and a
freelancer that drove over from Jacksonville. They were young, talented, and
processed great people skills. Their backgrounds were interesting—not what you
would expect. One lady had a degree in anthropology and culinary arts, another
lady had a degree in biomechanical engineering, and a third one, a young man,
had a degree in comparative literature. The fourth guy was “a jack of all
trades.”</span><br />
<br />
<span style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white;">Joy called the whole event a “breathtaking
experience.” She was very excited to have them conduct Manisha’s interview in
her bedroom (it was her contribution to the show).</span><br />
<br />
<span style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white;">Manisha felt satisfied that by being
interviewed, she could help someone else and raise awareness about
neurocysticercosis. It felt surreal to relive some of what Manisha and I went
through--the emergency room, seeing the MRI machine again, and reenacting many
scenes. It was a little more fun this time, although it was more stressful than
I thought it would be.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white;">The public relations director at Shands said it
was very rare to give this much access to a filming crew (we were all over the
hospital), but Manisha’s case was so unusual that they wanted the public to
hear the story for its educational value.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br />
<span style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll white;">There were many reenactments at the house as
well as at the hospital, interviews of Manisha and me, as well as “portrait”
shots that took about five minutes. As a homeschooling mom, it was a
fascinating learning experience.</span><br />
</span></p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwlTvOQVc0o/S_oBYVAXVYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6Y8t3b2gRe8/s1600/Animal+Planet+016.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwlTvOQVc0o/S_oBYVAXVYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6Y8t3b2gRe8/s320/Animal+Planet+016.JPG" /></a></div>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-17847713820249131712022-05-19T02:32:00.014-04:002022-06-04T03:34:15.615-04:00THE STORY BEHIND THE AUDIOBOOK PRODUCTION: Seventh Dimension – The Prescience: A Young Adult Fantasy<p><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"></span></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://adbl.co/3lliA5Q" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="628" data-original-width="1200" height="209" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbZMGxNrw7YX7I6CxwQLC99klpeyaSahX8iK_uSOqnck816RukLlH8XNS65lbRS7Q1XODJVnL-3Z7zHr294LSm9m2_k52UIJT1GLN_4vkYVTYm6V754WLbICrIAebinIq1ZXdOCJhBZYZMCwdm6PxhsFXuPfGODfTdC_v3hr0QJNgBtaeksU8z0IVs0A/w400-h209/The%20Prescience%20audio%20link%20share%202022-5-17-15-2738.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I am excited to announce the fifth book in the <i>Seventh Dimension Series, Seventh Dimension - The Prescience,</i>
is now available on Amazon and Audible as an audiobook. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Sometimes people enjoy hearing the backstory of
significant works of art. The <i>Seventh
Dimension Series</i> is a major work, having taken seven years to write and
nine years to produce as six audiobooks</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">In 2021, I hired a new audiobook
narrator to perform <i>The Prescience</i>.
She had the perfect voice for the protagonist, Shale Snyder—young, vibrant, and
an easy voice on the listener's ears. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Even though she had limited experience, I
was willing to work with her. But after three months and only thirteen chapters
completed, I concluded this book was too difficult for her. Not that she
couldn’t narrate a "normal" book, but the <i>Seventh Dimension Series</i> is not a standard book series. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana; text-indent: 0in;">Some animals talk</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">—</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-indent: 0in;">a crow cackles, a
pig stutters, a rabbit speaks like a wondrous babe, and a donkey cries. The two
teen protagonists mature into young adults taking on the responsibilities of a
vocal young child. Demons taunt and angels praise. There is singing,
Middle-Eastern accents, and Asian accents—should I go on?</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">I needed a woman to narrate it
because <i>Seventh Dimension - The
Prescience</i> is written from Shale's first-person POV. I paid the voice actress one-third of what she would have made had she been able to complete the
project. While ACX did not require me to pay her anything because she did not
meet the project's requirements by the deadline, I wanted her to see that
Christians operate on a higher standard than business contracts.</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-indent: 0in;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My kindness blessed the young voice
actress, and I wished her well in her voice-acting career. Hopefully, she will
continue and not give up because she has a perfect voice for some types of
books. We just weren’t a good match on this project.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="text-indent: 0in;">Why do I share this? Because I believe
the good works we do God will return to us. Disappointed and not knowing what
to do, I pushed the project aside. I remembered my amateurish efforts to
narrate </span><i style="text-indent: 0in;">Seventh Dimension – The Door</i><span style="text-indent: 0in;">
and what a disaster that was.</span><span style="text-indent: 0in;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">At the beginning of my writing
career, I thought anybody could narrate a book. I dove in and did it without
much forethought. I narrated some of it in my daughter’s gym in a back room. I
didn't know how to rewind the recorder when I made a mistake. Talk about how frustrating
that was because even the best narrators make mistakes. I thought about how I
couldn’t keep the animal voices straight—was the rabbit the high voice or the
low voice? I thought about how I sucked at Daniel’s voice, but ACX accepted the
narration and published it on Audible and Amazon even with all of those issues.
<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="text-indent: 0in;">Then, to my delight, audiobook
listeners started buying </span><i style="text-indent: 0in;">Seventh
Dimension – The Door</i><span style="text-indent: 0in;"> in audiobook. However, there was a problem. Remember
the famous phrase, “Houston, we have a problem.”</span><span style="text-indent: 0in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: 0in;">Mine came in the form of a scathing review. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;">A
reviewer spelled out all the problems and gave it a one-star rating. You only
have to imagine what she said based on my summary above. I cringed—was I a
professional narrator? Did I have the right tools? Was that fair to the
listener to charge them for something that I so unprofessionally produced?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Sometimes the hard lessons God gives
us are the best. I hired a professional narrator, Rebecca Roberts (no relation),
to redo <i>Seventh Dimension – The Door</i>.
She subsequently narrated <i>Seventh
Dimension – The City, Am I Okay God,</i> and <i>Children of Dreams</i>. But that was several years ago. Her prices for
book narration had quadrupled and I couldn’t afford her rates now. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="text-indent: 0in;">In the meantime, I had found an
outstanding male voice actor, Matt Newbold. I had sent out a call for auditions
for </span><i style="text-indent: 0in;">Seventh Dimension – The Castle</i><span style="text-indent: 0in;">.
Thirty prospective male voice actors responded. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;">I listened to each one,
roughly five minutes each, and felt there were three that could do it, but none
of them were perfect until I heard Matt Newbold. He was the very last audition.
Five minutes of perfection, nothing to fix, with a pleasant voice, able to
narrate different voices easily, and didn't mispronounce any of the Biblical
words. I found out later he was a Christian and that we even listened to
the same personalities on YouTube.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Matt narrated <i>Seventh Dimension – The Castle</i> and <i>Seventh Dimension – The Howling</i>, books 3 and 6 in the <i>Seventh Dimension Series</i>. I wondered if
it was professional to have a man narrate a first-person POV woman’s voice? If
only I could find a woman in my price range that could do it. Matt suggested I
do it, but I was reluctant to consider it after my fiasco with <i>Seventh Dimension – The Door</i>. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;">After some conversation, however,
and his assurance if I did Shale's voice, he could do the other voices and insert
them where they belonged, I reconsidered. That didn't sound easy, but if I
could get the technical part of the narration figured out, maybe it might work.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana; text-indent: 0in;">I remembered my dear friend, Roger
Hunt, who had recently passed away. He was a musician of incredible talent, and
he used the studio of someone I knew from a distance. What if I rented Dan's
studio, and he did all the technical stuff? That way, I could focus on the
narration.</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-indent: 0in;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I contacted Dan, and we set up a
test run. Later I gave the file to Matt to see if he could mesh my audio files
with his—a little more complex than it sounds, and produce the audiobook for <i>Seventh Dimension – The Prescience for me</i>.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The project took about seven months
to complete. Many hours of work went into it, and I am thankful for Matt's
graciousness in doing most of the hard “stuff.” I did not have the technical
know-how to do it well. Matt is not only a voice actor but a professional
musician, so—did God return the little grace that I extended to that struggling
voice actress with Matt's abundant grace?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; color: #001320; mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Romans 8:28 (NLT)
states, “And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good
of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them."</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Our belief in God’s good work is
conditional in this verse on our love for Him, allowing us to be used by Him
for His good purpose. Even though I am not a professional narrator, God
provided what I needed. I didn’t have kids screaming in the background or cars
honking as I sat in my car using a handheld recorder that I could barely
operate. I had others who were professionals that helped me to do as good a job
as possible so that the listeners of the story would enjoy the audiobook as much
as if they were reading it.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">All six books in the <i>Seventh Dimension Series</i> are now
available as audiobooks. See </span><span style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">below<i>.</i></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://app.bitly.com/Bb1unGVQZLf/bitlinks/3lliA5Q" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="457" data-original-width="1200" height="153" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsFr4iMAzYhrtRA2j4LfRTQtpjEcZaadTtKutSV-zrwtbVT9RFIAk7c70ZkPhtlu1pQOdhySVEN-2rijqDzWj6BGbLG2BH8yLzOE9jpQROvlit3CP0N2XpDbYh2iozcwq3EU1i3Uw0OvM5yTt8wDtRNwU0LR4hbeBa00mQtPo7hz2AY4Kf9KBqImh3yg/w400-h153/BookBrushImage-2022-5-19-1-2714.png" width="400" /></a></i></div><i><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="http://bit.ly/Door_Audible" style="background-color: white;" target="_blank">Seventh Dimension - The Door Audiobook, book 1</a><o:p style="background-color: #fcff01;"></o:p></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="http://bit.ly/LR_King_Audio" style="background-color: white;" target="_blank">Seventh Dimension - The King Audiobook, book 2</a><o:p style="background-color: #fcff01;"></o:p></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://bit.ly/LR_Audible_TheCastle" style="background-color: white;" target="_blank">Seventh Dimension - The Castle Audiobook, book 3</a><o:p style="background-color: #fcff01;"></o:p></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="http://bit.ly/AudibleCity" style="background-color: white;" target="_blank">Seventh Dimension - The City Audiobook, book 4</a><o:p style="background-color: #fcff01;"></o:p></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://adbl.co/3lliA5Q" target="_blank"><span style="background-color: white;">Seventh Dimension - The Prescience Audiobook, book</span><span style="background-color: #fcff01;"> </span><span style="background-color: white;">5</span></a><o:p style="background-color: #fcff01;"></o:p></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://bit.ly/Audible-Howling" style="background-color: white;" target="_blank">Seventh Dimension - The Howling Audiobook, book 6</a></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ns1ZDhaMtlpbQbkzJ3ijLKsu3qNGFLT2a61tBMuxtZ4Q1XopVrHhKo3yy_wm44WKj-eSXO8RBO-VHHCotCJseIHeII9f8ir9uZc7z63jTgX7QFq_F8yxiUk3lzUIdaE6KX1A9Gad03PZkegrpAK2AmV-v9EUBMcz7yHIGQoIEJFO_8i2TXz2wNeyaQ/s1200/amIOK_Cover.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ns1ZDhaMtlpbQbkzJ3ijLKsu3qNGFLT2a61tBMuxtZ4Q1XopVrHhKo3yy_wm44WKj-eSXO8RBO-VHHCotCJseIHeII9f8ir9uZc7z63jTgX7QFq_F8yxiUk3lzUIdaE6KX1A9Gad03PZkegrpAK2AmV-v9EUBMcz7yHIGQoIEJFO_8i2TXz2wNeyaQ/w400-h400/amIOK_Cover.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white;"><i><a href="http://bit.ly/Am_I_Okay" target="_blank">Am I Okay, God? Devotionals from the Seventh Dimension</a></i> </span>is a nonfiction companion book (also an audiobook) to <i>Seventh Dimension – The Door</i>. <i>Am I Okay, God?</i> explores the spiritual meanings presented
in <i>The Door</i> to those who want to
understand the evangelistic aspect of the first book in the series. I plan to
write companion books for the rest of the books <i>soon. <o:p></o:p></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;">I highly recommend the series be
read or listened to in order. However, you can enjoy the books individually as
stand-alone books. Where necessary, I included the backstory to characters or
situations so that the reader wouldn’t feel “lost.” I always appreciate it when
the author reminds me or clues me in on something that I might have forgotten
that’s important.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="text-indent: 0in;">If you haven't already, I hope you
will check out the multi-award-winning </span><i style="text-indent: 0in;">Seventh
Dimension Series</i><span style="text-indent: 0in;">. While I wrote the books to reach a younger audience for
Yeshua (Jesus Christ), older people have also enjoyed the </span><i style="text-indent: 0in;">series</i><span style="text-indent: 0in;">.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0000ee; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://adbl.co/2HpL1wp" style="text-indent: 0in;" target="_blank">Purchase the <i>Seventh Dimension Series</i> on Audible by clicking here</a><span style="text-indent: 0in;">.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span class="MsoHyperlink"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.acx.com/narrator?p=AONUMTT69ZXKF" style="background-color: white;" target="_blank">You can reach Matthew W. Newbold through ACX by clicking here.</a></span><o:p style="background-color: white;"></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.audible.com/pd/The-Prescience-Audiobook/B09Z77HP8M?qid=1652826830&sr=1-4&ref=" style="background-color: white;" target="_blank">Here is a link to a free sample of <i>Seventh Dimension - The Prescience: A Young Adult Fantasy, Book 5.</i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"><span class="MsoHyperlink"><br /></span></p>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-57971636280740366702022-05-13T16:06:00.011-04:002022-06-06T00:55:50.445-04:00I FEE LIKE A STRANGER IN A STRANGE LAND: Christian Blogger Lorilyn Roberts<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" target="_blank"></a></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3888" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwwcOdY3EX7m5-_hqYz6hjXk0THGUH1fuHrhqgBVBmNVMYH8_88OLQs9KXlYAYO-qkE6Iv5SHnolMQnoY1ioEg35Pu6fshnkClOFBTtT_vLqdDE_b0Joy2g0R0Mpfz3pyUgTq2jZhrodQijovQ9faAtSB36OWTMshIth7kWI78jfkYVuTEhH7MLZ4mEQ/w400-h266/shutterstock_1238522737.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Someone
sent me the video below by award-winning author Andrew Claven. </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">His words so
encouraged me I wanted to share them and add some of my own insights.</span></p>
<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="415" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/PX60VEEbmEI" title="YouTube video player" width="660"></iframe>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">While
hard to admit, recently, I’ve found it difficult to blog. The world is so
upside-down; where do you even start? And when your own “creative works for the
Lord” become the target of removal from the web, you begin to wonder, what
difference can I make? </span><span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">YouTube
struck down my video of my trip to Washington, D.C., on January 6, 2021,
claiming copyright infringement. Of course, we know that was a cover-up for the
real reason—censorship. My video didn’t comport with what the Washington
bureaucracy wanted the public to believe happened on that day. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Almost a year
and a half later, the only acceptable narrative is that Trump supporters caused
an insurrection on Capitol Hill.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I shot
the raw footage myself, except for a tiny clip my friend who accompanied me
gave me. I edited nothing. I made no narration and used one Bible quote from
Isaiah 5:20 (NIV): “Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put
darkness for light and light for darkness, who put bitter for sweet and sweet
for bitter.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I’ve
included the link to that video from the social platform Rumble for anybody who
wishes to watch it. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">CLICK ON THIS LINK: <a href="https://rumble.com/vcsjrt-the-day-democracy-died-unless-god-intervenes.html" target="_blank">Lorilyn Roberts' video from January 6, 2021, Capitol Hill</a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://rumble.com/vcsjrt-the-day-democracy-died-unless-god-intervenes.html" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWhO5ZMw_kvawhh0gIuvnnGsEpmxRf9yjV7J9vn1XuED4X2RhvAnwQF0k3inhH5GsoKOlOPRWnf1je1tPboeuko5hdaBrgW7KUI7EhlGPbrIwJErANho9Ffp6-avMqHWb4l714Y_iQPaYiGTmeFv0ifrU6Foth9i0I1AtwWGTukTYmfBaDpPLXy0cBmg/w400-h300/IMG_5821.JPG" title="Washington, D.C., January 6, 2021" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I wrote a reply to YouTube (they never responded), explaining
that I created the video as a first-hand account of what I saw and witnessed
that day for historical purposes. I’ve never made a cent from any videos I’ve
uploaded to YouTube, and my subscribers, the last time I checked, are less than
a hundred. But YouTube felt the need to take it down. Why?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">There
are days I struggle not to be down about the world’s affairs. I used to love to
caption news as I felt that my skills to write the spoken word glorified God. I
could help the deaf or hard of hearing know what was happening in real-time as if
they could hear it being spoken. I spent decades developing and perfecting the skill.
Thousands of briefs live in my head to help me write at the extraordinary speed
necessary to caption live words said by reporters in as little time as
possible.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Then
Covid hit. I’ll spare you the details. But the news changed. No longer was it
news—it was one narrative from every news station—almost verbatim, whether I
was captioning local news out of California, Connecticut, or New Mexico.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">That was
disturbing because that meant every local news outlet was getting their
information from the same source. I questioned—is this free press? What about those
people who disagree?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">In the
middle of that, the election and suppression of information questioning the
outcome took the nation by storm. The absolute “word” on the news beat was
Biden had won, and anything to the contrary was an inaccurate conspiracy theory,
or Trump supporters suffering from derangement syndrome.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Then the
vaccine became available, and the push was to get every living human
vaccinated. They probably would have advocated vaccinating dead people if they
thought they could get money. Seriously, I’ve never seen such over-the-top,
in-your-face propaganda in my long life (and I can say that now). I’d say it’s
unprecedented in American history. I’ll just say one thing about that: It was
never about vaccines.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Z883jOvYMd1hgHfe-X8IIV6u81J1Or-HmDFdyVW2HOu5mlsQUEhqtYuoeqmQAYx-u5sCudjtu_0yOg4rSh7gqnX2Bxlqn_m4FviJth2WYjV3h22cplZslu59DlnM64od2o04ivk6Upb5Fk5Ri8eD17erTFhmDZCs899kwfjQsgUe5IpVZhWlIRO0Vg/s6130/shutterstock_2037780107.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3210" data-original-width="6130" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Z883jOvYMd1hgHfe-X8IIV6u81J1Or-HmDFdyVW2HOu5mlsQUEhqtYuoeqmQAYx-u5sCudjtu_0yOg4rSh7gqnX2Bxlqn_m4FviJth2WYjV3h22cplZslu59DlnM64od2o04ivk6Upb5Fk5Ri8eD17erTFhmDZCs899kwfjQsgUe5IpVZhWlIRO0Vg/s320/shutterstock_2037780107.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">The
turning point in all of this for me was personal. One evening I was captioning
a segment about vaccines, and the reporter said more than once that the vaccine
was safe for pregnant women. As I was writing these words being read by
hundreds of thousands of people in real-time, I knew what I was writing was a
lie.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Whether
the vaccine is safe for anybody is open to question. But the vaccine was never
tested on pregnant women. So how can you even make such a statement?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I
thought about the six million Jews and the two hundred million others whom Adolph
Hitler murdered in concentration camps and gas chambers. Hitler didn’t
personally kill all those people. He had followers who did it for him—who carried
out his orders without question, forced the Jews into the gas chambers, took
their belongings, and killed them. Where was their conscience? </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2543" data-original-width="4034" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY5OeVdibbN8m20QvnCxDb7WfmksQ1x-oHcQydsmqYXZYkpr_QzGtReegL1zpbFSD-51xbVjIUeIw-fDBzGlKNdrLKaa-Pn6he9dOo1aLNNv8TDDjA75NMgWPpp8BqC8MLPm7nKg8kDk1cQ3oJhhF1oGpceAAqO8XzZQCRYgmwa3jGH8wY2F8rDUeH3w/w400-h253/shutterstock_1187713012.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">They must have
known what they were doing was wrong. How can you kill someone who has committed
no crime and not have that guilt convict you?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Romans
1:28 (NASB) states: “God gave them over to a depraved mind, to do those things
which are not proper.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">God pricked
my conscience, “You are writing words that you know aren’t true. You are
spreading lies, using the gift of writing that I’ve given you in a way that
does not glorify Me.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I never
understood the power of evil—until now. How easy it is to say, “I was just
doing my job.” You fill in the blank. My job of providing closed captioning was
now requiring me to write lies. Was I going to keep doing this? If so, how was
I any different from a Nazi?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Once God
convicted me, I couldn’t do it anymore. I quit writing local news. Someday I
will stand before God and account for every word I’ve uttered and every word I’ve
written. I asked God to forgive me.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">However,
I thought it would be okay to write conservative national news. So, I
volunteered for several hours of Fox News—Sean Hannity, Tucker Carlson, shows
of that ilk. I captioned one hour of Tucker Carlson, and my modem broke. Then
programming mysteriously disappeared from my schedule. I questioned the
schedulers, and no one knew where those shows went or why they removed them.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Shortly
after that, I was reminded of something that I’d forgotten. On election night,
I was captioning election results for a California local station, and I had Fox
News on to monitor the national front. If you’ve forgotten, Fox News was the
first station to call several key states for Biden when it made no sense. They
led the way in announcing the shutdown of counting returns. I knew this had
never happened before because this was the fourth presidential election I had
captioned. I sensed something nefarious in the works.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="3433" data-original-width="5711" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj51hqHsUk8rh4vaMbEHiXzOJ7cKDhXi0OAz9-0paZsXIDkRbfLewrG_mmnaGjKpfhL-4NQs5mWrkJLTZmenOK7bt0pRXm2iufR4DlGDkpaRB-3OTILGs3HG_7rB7OEas3j9PDookZAmnGWEEq9-EVo7qbzjO30FHVJBBgV7JjT7yk5Sq4bczDqW0a3wQ/w400-h240/shutterstock_1794216790.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">After
that strange set of events, I concluded God didn’t want me to caption news. The
truth is all the traditional American news outlets are different “legs” or
“arms” of the same corrupt news organization(s).</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">There is
a burden that goes with knowing the truth. I am reminded of the passage from
Matthew 11:30 where Jesus said: “For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Jesus
does not give us burdens we can’t bear. But I feel like a stranger now in this
world where truth is so elusive and where many who I thought were Christians
might be tares and not wheat.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="3480" data-original-width="6016" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg2OKdJtzxJAU71PSpoiYkIZwAfCiJxl485coe-IQjbGtxJqljq3x72PiG4VDuvQoFmHJwkbePDzz0G5GHto80NFxiv7hM1pHqeGIwfoSB3YCj5AIXsDrC5JlOljet_1b5X_otOCCiInwyXm20fyJljuL1LCpawqvhH3n409GOeugiZNN94tHAoiQV9A/w400-h231/shutterstock_1981390040.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">We are
living in the last days. What did we think these days would look like? A walk
in the park? Anyone who says we can bring in the millennium without Jesus might
as well believe in the New World Order. What’s the difference? </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I’m pointing
this out because the subtlety of error in interpretation is demonic. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="664" data-original-width="1000" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Fn1TSRFc0bMvqLSOoLWTCYI67wSBxFH6C0WtOi1AT4wr8VjJq1-h77Cgg2ayyc_oRc75l0oqmyfrZra2-Wicc_HQCKOT0gBbbZCmHbhYD0hq4kp5SK5w8Gy9972WDppjg2OGF7ri6Bs-1xp7czG9lv-lxWevhFsf_19STugbJ_iToLAbnYu6iT20ng/s320/sins%20shutterstock_466429562.jpg" width="320" /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Looking at
eschatology in the Bible only through the lens of symbolism requires one to
throw out most of the book of Isaiah (many chapters are devoted to the
Millennial Kingdom with Jesus Christ reigning from Jerusalem) and the book of
Revelation (prophetic).</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">What
does God require of us? Micah 6:8 (NIV) states: “He has shown you, O Mortal,
what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love
mercy and to walk humbly with your God.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">God
knows we are but mortals. We are blessed to see the beginning of the birth
pangs harkening His return. If we do the things He has gifted us to do, we need
to occupy until His return.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2431" data-original-width="3508" height="278" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxCXo4aJgVkJwtG3ihPWzcK-CsNecDtXuaPuycvS3swZ7Sm8f05t5aTTAaiUbIimDjl7e2F6HxzZ4vNFXsBoPpnplnGONaWzZp8dVGcyjx_Wr3a2wYKGD7ygOFSwYOwDMMXil4pF-5-MYN1kAzW4casIkfK6iZcenSzYjoUYzzW9kZSePtLQw5wxZlJA/w400-h278/shutterstock_537910510.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">What has
God called you to do? You are here for a purpose. Do that purpose.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Despite
social media attempting to silence me, I will keep writing. I will keep
speaking the truth. Even though the world’s burdens are immense, God has called
me to carry His light burden. I will share the Gospel when it’s easy and when
it isn’t.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="3590" data-original-width="5385" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjENgYqxfVvqYgQYZ8Y424TuuGsgJkqcyqvjEkKq0xLAnpBGeP-N8IMulT8YtndZclCtzgCpyaLwQQmFe6wk5-2tH5h-vRVeCF0dj2sswc1OD1SCBj4Cvcam7QMBXHxlQOCGDJwYxPm5AAdnmap3vy4askLUsDrPWbavnVh-tkHS_XyLS4y7EKv1c8_vA/w400-h266/shutterstock_387741175.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">God needs
all of us to be a light, no matter how big or small. In the unity of Christ, we
can shine brightly among a world of lost souls (John 3:16: “For God so loved
the world that He gave His one and only Son that whosoever believes in Him
shall not perish but have eternal life”).</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I hope
you will take the time to listen to Andrew Claven’s words in the video.
Inspiration can go a long way toward reviving a weary soul, encouraging those
circumcised hearts in Christ to keep on keeping on.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"> <o:p></o:p></span></p>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-56596583235113920592022-03-30T17:08:00.030-04:002022-06-06T00:55:20.434-04:00TRUTH AND DECEPTION IN THE LATTER DAYS: Christian Blogger Lorilyn Roberts<p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="587" data-original-width="1000" height="235" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKTnGrWVgXEcupSTeVnYME0Eh5JDpFoLOqq4-3lehHpZmhnK6gIzTDTOJ4xPzi3NF3nSjlRc_SYsfTtUbmIdXPBxcElbaiwXexZDgXrG68xyAyxL-bpAe-SzZS4tyUusE6kZolw2Z3wCwDC5TNWXxT8gYIB0RC03r3Mbuq1mBfR036jS4Zbml5bUqWRQ/w400-h235/VoterFraud.jpg" width="400" /></a><br /></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">I
could not have imagined on January 6, 2021, that we would be living as we are
fourteen months later. That this country would suppress the results of the
election seemed unfathomable. Didn’t people want to know who had won? What
about the censorship of other facts—not only connected with the election but
also with the vaccine? How can we know the truth about anything if we can’t
have open discourse? <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif""> </span><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"">I
could never have imagined what our government would do to our children—the indoctrination
of Critical Race Theory, the focus on sexual dysphoria, and the insistence on vaccination for a virus that rarely injured them.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">I
couldn’t have imagined the censorship of people like me, ordinary, hard-working
middle-class Americans who love this country. I could never have envisioned our
freedoms being trampled upon—like the freedom to make decisions for ourselves.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"">Who
gave Washington the authority to vilify me and others because we don’t want a
vaccine that is ineffective and dangerous? Of course, because of censorship,
most people don’t know that. Most people aren’t aware of the thousands who have
been injured by the Covid-19 </span><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif""> vaccine. Or the thousands who were denied
treatment with safe drugs like Ivermectin and Hydroxychloroquine and given Remdesivir.
In prior studies, it was shown to damage the kidneys. Many hospitalized patients
were killed by Remdesivir, the treatment that was supposed to help them.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">As
if that wasn’t enough, the continued false narrative of climate change borders
on religious fanaticism.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">One
of my favorite Bible passages is when Pontius Pilate asked Jesus, “What is truth?”
(John 18:38 NIV).</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2772" data-original-width="4134" height="269" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIEPnSS8CqrYWJa3sfopUgOuBPEqt0sLvdjJES_mRj2ih9S0kUOraKeUrpn5fbNojKN1i0vB5XCdOfAgnOcvKpbsByUMUUy9amUCWOrw_wYqwYOI5-kWzSyZO_N0aDkPVt5LFQE_KWZgEJTd0T0LeX-VwQTcb7gifT5XxuCqENe4XK6twxL_wfoEZo0g/w400-h269/Pontius%20Pilate.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Whether
Pilate’s question was in jest or genuine, the question is important because
Jesus said deception would mark the latter days. The governor’s only comment
after questioning Jesus is when he spoke to the raucous crowd (incited by the Jewish
leaders): “I find no basis for a charge against him [Jesus]” (John 18:38). <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">When
Jesus’ disciples asked him in private about the end of days, “Tell us, when
will this happen and what will be the sign of your coming and of the end of the
age (Matt 24:3 NIV)?” Jesus replied, “Take heed that no one deceives you” (Matt
24:4 NKJV).</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">I
believe Jesus spoke of the time in which we now live. We see the very things
Jesus described to His disciples. Many things must take place before Jesus’
return, and yet, of all the things He could have said, His first warning was, “Take
heed that no one deceives you.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">If
the Christian church today (referred to in Revelation as the Laodicean Church)
is as deceived as it seems to be in 2022, what can we expect when the many
signs that Jesus listed happen in the next few years? For example, what about
when Christians in the West face persecution? We’ve never had Christian or
Jewish persecution in the United States.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">When
I was in Washington on January 6, I watched as Trump supporters physically manhandled
men dressed in black, pulling them down to the ground after they attempted to
break the U.S. Capitol windows. What followed that day was not an affirmation
of those brave souls who saved that side of the Capitol building from being
destroyed. Instead, an attack was launched on the people who were there, many
of whom, like me, were Christians. The media called the event an insurrection.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">There
was no insurrection. A few people entered the Capitol building and caused a
disturbance, but they were unarmed, and, in my opinion, those who were
disorderly might have been planted there by operatives on the inside.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">The
distortion of what really happened on January 6 is an example of what
Christians can expect in the future. I anticipate Christians will be targeted,
maligned, tracked down, and imprisoned by government officials. For what?
Whatever fits the narrative at that time. Truth is now relative in the eyes of
those in power. We will become targeted like the Jews were in Germany. How do I
know this? Because Jesus said this would happen.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2876" data-original-width="4411" height="261" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM2VQ1saSuXy_0yQninDZeV3C7Gy_LZSIJ_rqtkNm2sfb2yhi6RMiK6oDYUrxl7YtKvEuzczWc82YFghW_6YuYQ3JElj_KsX_pVAMpv10knjIjsyTylPJYP4zqQ9e8h8MzfYshiKcv1PZ6mnn9wweSILe3jxYz7Hv70trGrR7FwyFyahqi4Hb3DrLICw/w400-h261/shutterstock_463504718.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">He
told His disciples in Matthew 25:9-10 (NKJV), “Then they will deliver you up to
tribulation and kill you, and you will be hated by all nations for My name’s
sake. And then many will be offended, will betray one another, and will hate
one another.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"">I</span><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"">n
the Bible, the first example of a Jew disobeying the government is when Moses’
mother hid her baby in the reeds of the Nile River. Even back at that time, rulers
were “hell-bent” on killing babies, the most vulnerable members of any society.
Ecclesiastes 1:9 (NKJV): “What has been will be again, what has been done will
be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Did
Jesus advocate socialism in His teachings? If you read the parables, you will
see Jesus often referred to work. After God created Adam, one of God’s first
commands after putting him in the garden was to work it and keep it (Genesis
2:15).</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Jesus
also modeled a work ethic that would put most of us to shame. Even when He was
only twelve, He said to his parents when they found Him in the Temple, “Why did
you seek Me? Did you not know that I must be about My Father’s business? (Luke
2:45)”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">2
Thess 3:10 (NKJV): “For even when we
were with you, this we commanded you, that if any would not work, neither
should he eat.” </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Jesus
said to his disciples in John 9:4 (Tree of Live Version), “We must do the work
of the One who sent Me, so long as it is day! Night is coming when no one can
work.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">How
many people during Covid weren’t able to work? I have no doubt that a deep
night of darkness is coming when it will be impossible to work. Specifically,
in the words of Jesus, Christians will not be able to witness, speak about God,
quote Scripture, or worship.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">More
broadly, Proverbs 16:27 states: “Idle hands are the devil’s workshop; idle lips
are his mouthpiece.” If you force people to be unproductive and feed them a
carrot with government handouts, you create an environment that is rife with
discontent, complacency, and laziness.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Socialism
goes a long way toward giving people a sense of entitlement. Hard work is what
we are commanded to embrace, and through our diligence, we can tithe for the
Kingdom and even have some left over to share with those who are truly in need.
That is not socialism; that’s Biblical truth.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">“What
is truth?” Pontius Pilate asked. Is there not a small voice inside of you that
tells you what truth is? Or is your conscience so seared with lies that you can
no longer hear the truth? Or is your comfort more important than knowing the
truth?</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3507" data-original-width="6023" height="233" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj00oWyZqpqzZXKzDNameqvtfcQo1k2yQKT8iQ_yeqDlZgk_G05BUQzjWcxfgd2MozlVIb4gPJVFq5GHd9Yb0k_CIiLa7uNlzdChno6WerDH2pKZhP20uuPeWtVqGABYrYyhpd1vI04NPJF0IQKCu8pnnZcA9n_ZP6hpUnGruXHpIMeznX2k5bRmRF5FA/w400-h233/Post-Truth%20shutterstock_759592594.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Romans
1:18 (NKJV) states: “The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all
the godlessness and wickedness of people, who suppress the truth by their
wickedness, since what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has
made it plain to them. For since the creation of the world God’s invisible
qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being
understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">As
the confirmation hearings wrap up for the next Supreme Court Justice, where does
Ketanji Brown Jackson, the first black woman nominee to the highest court,
stand on gender issues? Was she able to define what a woman is?</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">What
Ms. Jackson said is on record in Washington, but what you say about this topic is
recorded in heaven’s book of remembrance. When Jesus returns, those books will
be opened. Every act and thought, to the minutest detail, is recorded in those
books, and they are far more accurate than I could write as a court reporter,
even with my top credentials.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">It
might be tempting to think that today’s problems aren’t mentioned in the Bible.
For example, does the Bible talk about Israel in the last days? Is the root
word for Covid, crown, mentioned anywhere in the end-time Scriptures?</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Check
out the book of Revelation for answers. Revelation is the only book in the
Bible that if you read it, you are promised a blessing: “Blessed is the one who
reads aloud the words of this prophecy, and blessed are those who hear it and
take it to heart what is written in it, because the time is near” (Revelation
1:3 NKJV).</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">The
Bible is more relevant than people think. Acts 17:28 (NKJV): “…for in Him [Jesus Christ] we live and move
and have our being, as also some of your own poets have said, ‘For we are also
His offspring.’”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">And
Colossians 1:17 (ESV): “And he [Jesus Christ] is before all things, and in him
[Jesus Christ] all things hold together.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">If
you haven’t thought about these questions, now is the time. Each of us should
be a Berean and search the Scriptures. That is the only way to know what is
true and what is false. God has given us a template to live by, and His Truth
is as pertinent today as when written thousands of years ago.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"">If
the Bible isn’t relevant, why did countries throughout history seek to ban it?
Do you know why the Dark Ages are called the Dark Ages? From 500 AD to 1500 AD,
people were forbidden to own a Bible, and the Apostate Church burned Bibles.</span><a href="file:///C:/Users/llwro/OneDrive/Desktop/Blogs/Truth%20and%20Deception%20in%20the%20Latter%20Days%20formatted%20for%20Blog,%20same%20as%20other%20file.docx#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1" style="font-family: Verdana, "sans-serif";" title=""><span>[1]</span></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="3100" height="264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs29Iu9y2kekfw-EGMkwIWGRmPld0J9XOU2sj8Iz8IMAcW7oDiAzV-0kXug4ST1zqHszyfssq7lVvCh4yW1VLWj3knKPc8COTry0GfS4tg4EB4EF_Nbp-MXdDImJreKD6NF6epmSxd6EIpTGQgIZHSrVQkpo-vWKcCTtvdMr9VINVh7bFPueZaB0N3HA/w400-h264/World%20Economic%20Forum%20shutterstock_1288277944.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">History
repeats itself. The New World Order will implement a reset, and the Globalists
will seek to destroy true Christianity. In the name of a fake religion (climate
change), they will martyr Christians to reduce the population. Spurned by
Satan, they will seek to end the lives of whom the Word of Life indwells. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Why
does the New World Order want to reduce the population? I hope it is evident to
those who love the Lord that God, in the beginning, provided adequate land and resources
to support all the human beings for which He would give His life. It is a lie
to say the earth can’t sustain the people that God created.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">The
truth is, Satan hates human beings. Depopulation in the form of abortion,
plagues, war, and starvation—among others, serves the evil one’s agenda. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Anyone
he can deceive is a likely target. If Satan had his way, no human would
survive. Jesus stated in Matthew 24:22 (NKJV): “And unless those days were
shortened no flesh would be saved; but for the elect’s sake those days will be
shortened.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Another
critical point is this: The Word of Life (the Holy Spirit) cannot indwell a
person who is not fully human. Suppose the devil’s goal is to corrupt the human
genetic genome? As stated above, in Ecclesiastes 1:9, “What has been will be
again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the
sun.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3163" data-original-width="4217" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDvassuzRZ7ooQYzI82jZbqniYSAER3OXsQ1vl_SWpYngXI9uBy6o9ZbRLSg6REvN-kLEu_SC6XJCAdfTwjS-UNg-DsDmEnwMADoFWsNfHy4s3Z05zbr-uCp3h12jQpFxeRCUG8bjzBKE9N3b5ZQ_6-qu5acQCs0oQBQWZnkU3XpV7Ol1vTp5_iMz-cw/w400-h300/Transhumanism%20shutterstock_321418718.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">At
the time of Noah, the bloodline of humanity was corrupted by the fallen angels:
“That the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they
took them wives of all which they chose (Genesis 6:2 NKJV).<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">While
the mRNA vaccine is NOT the mark of the beast, there is no doubt in my mind
that it is a precursor to what is coming. The Bible clearly states that those
who receive the mark cannot be saved. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">“Then
a third angel followed them, saying with a loud voice, ‘If anyone worships the
beast and his image, and receives his mark on his forehead or on his hand, he
himself shall also drink of the wine of the wrath of God, which is poured out
full strength into the cup of His indignation. He shall be tormented with fire
and brimstone in the presence of the holy angels and in the presence of the
Lamb. And the smoke of their torment ascends forever and ever; and they have no
rest day or night who worship the beast and his image, and whoever receives the
mark of his name’” (Rev 14:9 NKJV).</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Revelation
16:9-11 (NKJV) also states: “They were seared by the intense heat and they
cursed the name of God, who had control over these plagues, but they refused to
repent and glorify him…and cursed the God heaven because of their pains and
their sores, but they refused to repent of what they had done.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Is
the Holy Spirit unable to “woo” some earth-dwellers to repentance? Perhaps it’s
not possible. Jesus died for humankind, not Chimera, not Nephilim, not
transhumans, not robots, or any combination of the above.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">As
the elitists become more emboldened, deception will reach a tipping point. Some
Christians (and non-Christian conservatives) who have been “sleeping” will wake
up and realize they have been duped. They will recognize the evil lies and start
to push back.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">I
see signs of that happening now. Truth always wins in the end because God
always wins. I believe this is when Christians will become the targets of not
just censorship but horrible persecution.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">When
the globalists realize they can no longer operate with the power they gifted
themselves during Covid-19, they will have to develop other ways to take away
our freedoms. The Constitution is blocking the globalists’ agenda. America is
the only country that has a Bill of Rights.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"">The
Internet most likely will be sabotaged and rebuilt with Christian
websites/links removed. The only information available on the worldwide web will
be what the Globalists want people to know. The church will go underground,
like in China. An excellent book to read on this topic of Christian persecution
is </span><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Live-Not-Lies-Christian-Dissidents/dp/B0892SPHYG/ref=sr" style="font-family: Verdana, "sans-serif";">Live
Not by Lies: A Manual for Christian Dissidents,</a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif""><span style="font-size: large;">by Rod
Dreher, Adam Verner, et al.</span><o:p style="font-size: 14pt;"></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2304" data-original-width="3456" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYVlMPNnsVT9ZX5Xh3O-cucy6sCLBB3GtU8W2zYod000eygjJx5sWoNa939Q6noJXErerTRPF6ePUU9lIdr-_3MveaqLzS5A2oj5ZiMc4781ZKsizSU6-SzHN1NGBt2d2bxB70YtRFopPMk1XtkxsMQ-b8cOojJGCqgwr75UfcFiLibijAhOrLhvpKuw/w400-h266/Red%20Pill%20Blue%20Pill%20shutterstock_1368035.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">What
happens at that time will be evident to those who have swallowed the red pill (The
Matrix), but those who take the blue will live in the matrix of deception. The
truth is, the Great Tribulation is coming, and it will last seven long,
horrific years. On a broad scale, everyone in the world will be affected, but
in a biblical sense, the Day of Jacob’s Trouble is to bring the Jewish people
back to Israel and God. When it’s over, Jesus will take His rightful place on
the throne in Jerusalem. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">How
soon until our Lord’s return? No one knows, but God has given us His Word that provides
a startling account of these last days. Almost one-third of the Bible is
devoted to prophecy. God has not left us without the ability to know the
future.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="3312" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-FpaqDkBWGbZyqSw-8Brc-TsNHmMnxvR5URgACUDzhIqmmeDj_7hAJfQHj8xl1akC5Q-J48Ku7zp0awPawZzRKTSoYAyud35mJvqaSQKSY19qywisxUN7MewXoEgstnVqgMbDxm01Dpq2FmTJvFnv3TKQky8OeBtm1og7ssAe0bQCLQD4U0NgRtVhdA/w400-h241/Israeli%20Flag%20shutterstock_1893563233.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">The
number one sign of Jesus’ imminent return is the reconstitution of the Jewish
state in Israel. While Israel was born in a day—<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;"><span>Isaiah
66:8</span><span><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Who
has heard such a thing?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Who
has seen such things?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Shall
the earth be made to give birth in one day?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Or
shall a nation be born at once?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">For
as soon as Zion was in labor<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">She
gave birth to her children.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">—the
birth pangs are increasing, heralding the return of Jesus as King. The ultimate
rebirth of Israel will be when Jesus reigns from Jerusalem.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">However,
before Jesus’ return, those here, referred to as earth-dwellers in the book of
Revelation, will endure seven years of unimaginable suffering. Some will repent
and accept Jesus as the Messiah. They will occupy this evil world for the glory
of God, standing in the gap between the falling away and Jesus’ return. Millions
will be martyred.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRg32ZmzvJzwuN34YWEEt02a_40hqFL03dGHmlRBd1lATTgQMKwq79osuNGngD1MDRvhbcUPRNumv3j5jMnPfnaAoENSzo4sGAp9kfpTubdm1BHpxzQzfyaHcTWlzd6uZO5CESaCZ0xviRRUDOG_CD_G3hK8hQeIr4fWJR9BZuzMkY9Jq1V_lJB5FN9A/w400-h266/Stop%20-%20False%20Gods%20shutterstock_524947411.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large; text-align: left;">The
truth is, however, many will fall away.<b> According to I Timothy 4:1</b> (ESV): “Now
the Spirit expressly says that in later times some will depart from the faith
by devoting themselves to deceitful spirits and teachings of demons.” </span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Amos
8:12 states: “They shall wander from sea to sea, And from the north to the
east, they shall run to and fro, seeking the word of the Lord, and shall not
find it.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="3333" data-original-width="5000" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoVljKhhue_7JpcFVOYUTGnSCnZSoR6Ily6u2hG9chOKhULcG3fqHFvod-oamIDXwnnRwnAM3RZrgM2vzoxHQA57kH93AyUkg9QsblmcwKYoHLUd-a70h8anIoquEH_ES5l56-8FA6bp8meHIe0WEzlwdoAuRmoishSUX7U4yTXgYYeFawu8KWRouqzg/w400-h266/shutterstock_1394582357.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">That
tells me Bibles, Christian books, writings, magazines, blog posts, articles,
signs, pamphlets, and anything Christian worldwide will be almost impossible to
find. Because the Word indwells us in the form of the Holy Spirit, I wonder if
that means Christians will also be rare. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">In
my opinion, that points to the rapture taking place before the Great Tribulation
begins. However, that doesn’t mean that Christians will not endure tribulation.
Suffering refines faith, separating the wheat from the chaff, revealing true
faith from comfortable Christianity. But Christians will be spared God’s wrath.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Next
time you listen to a news broadcast or someone pontificating about something
important, ask yourself, is that person speaking the truth? Question everything
you hear so as not to be deceived.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3744" data-original-width="5616" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim2Bh0VzvbsCLvaCiMwfjxBKCSlwTOUEqdw-7yf7c7K1AVLgR_sasnLcxoxVHfL0WJhfNSJQEk_9e6fkpol-J10EUqL_rxjJAFAk_JhfAygPdYdjm0jz0gi1JcD4RWWcvurF37NrWGgdiGuB7ikNpiXyZv8egCCsRI7jSB-TUm5UbnvHTwbcJWWYZG6g/w400-h266/Truth%20shutterstock_213082246.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">If
you have not accepted Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior, don’t wait. Do it
now. Don’t let the hour pass without committing your life to Him and making Him
Lord of your life. God loves you and sent His Son to die on the cross so you
could have eternal life. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">While
the world will get darker and darker, as prophesized in the Bible, allow God’s
light to shine through you and be a witness to the truth of God’s sacrificial
love. In the upcoming days, God will help you to survive and even thrive. He is
coming again to claim His own. If you aren’t ready, now is the time to receive
Him into your heart. Don’t be deceived. Jesus Christ is Who He said He was. Read
the Bible so you will be able to see the truth despite the rampant deception.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="4288" data-original-width="2848" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5c5D5hviLDKmGcWH4vUCgKFdBWChYOoyt4Y2D-pm9rHdcMvP8gfZmrpxwyQwWya1XJpHSDZIqxN8dQuFDnI23WALJcEcUEVZWdNS1XwGIn-3hkQTIhSKEhUEdEbNwOlrCYA3UoOs2Xavx9Zq8Y9FLS2ioIdXqqXok3Y3zdZbGETOb3T-pQk1iuLJDEg/w266-h400/Bible%20with%20locks%20shutterstock_89734354.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Satan’s
number one goal is to separate you from God. If you don’t receive Jesus Christ
as Lord of your life, you will be deceived. Separated from God, you will succumb
to lies, deception, and powers that will terrify you. Fear will be your
constant companion. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Governments
come and go. Hollywood stars rise and fall. Countries conquer and others disappear
from maps. Money is skin deep and gone tomorrow.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: large;">Again,
I plead with you, if you have not accepted Jesus Christ into your heart, do so
now. Repent of your sins, and start living for Christ as if you have no tomorrow.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilLyqSYFhfdG5uvnt9yy81R8p3NKYch2EX-vBk3VvLfK32F2FN57hI_Zwdksa19wzYLGWnaqFDuoviomP7EERMUkWkUxUsWav1dwoemyIM8UDRSi_Ka7sYD2F4w0fd9Xu9FvOJfDTHBFBMsfuWg8Tep97ShE1_V8v9UBlXEiwrkUR3eSVi6wAfCj5tog/w400-h400/God%20of%20Hope.png" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Verdana, "sans-serif""><span style="font-size: x-large;">I Peter 1:25: “But the word of the Lord
remains forever.” And that word is the Good News that was preached to you.”<br /></span>
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was in high school and learned about the holocaust, I asked myself, how could
someone as evil as Hitler rise to power and do what he did, and how could the
masses let him do it?</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Last weekend, I went to visit my family in Atlanta. My sister’s
husband had the T.V. on, and it was airing the above show, <i>The Complete
Story of Hitler and the Nazis</i>. I was drawn into the docudrama and couldn’t
believe the parallels to what’s happened over the last two years from the
onslaught of Covid-19. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Some of
the parallels include the following:<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">1. How
quickly Germany changed once Hitler came to power. Look at how almost overnight
our world changed with Covid-19.</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">2.
Eugenics. Hitler wanted to make the German race completely pure by eliminating
those who were frail, of “inferior” lineage, Jewish, old and infirmed and
physically/mentally/emotionally challenged. That is what we’ve seen with
Covid-19. Watch the video up above with Mel K and Dr. Ardis if you don’t
believe me.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">3. The hypnotic
power Hitler had over the nation. Trusting people were deceived by his
charisma, authoritative persona, and sweeping agenda. In America, everything
Dr. Fauci, the CDC, and NIH recommended was followed without question, without
discussion, and without exception. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Not just ordinary people (who may have had
justification if their only source of information was the biased media), but so
did doctors, nurses, pharmacists, hospitals, and almost every medical
establishment in America. Whatever Fauci said was what everyone believed to be
true. Few people spoke out against the medical tyranny, and if they did, they
were censored and annihilated in one form or another.</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">4.
Hitler took away the rights of the people. During Covid, governments worldwide
seized control over their citizens, forcing them to live subhuman lives—wearing
masks, limiting travel, living in isolation, and in some instances tracking
those exposed to Covid.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">5.
Hitler shut down churches and dismantled Christian institutions, encouraging
the worship of him and his Nazi party. Heil Hitler was a form of worship and
idolatry. During Covid, all over the world, churches were shuttered. Some have
still not opened. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">6.
Hitler abolished freedom of speech. Today, if you criticize the U.S.
government, you are branded a domestic terrorist.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">7.
Millions died because of Hitler’s actions. In America, almost one million
people have died from Covid, mainly due to the actions of those in the medical
complex; i.e., doctors prescribing Remdesivir, a killer drug, and denying
inexpensive, safe drugs like hydrochlorothiazide and Ivermectin. If you don’t
believe me, watch the video above with Mel K and Dr. Ardis.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.yadvashem.org/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="3000" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh8P7s0DpbfOiZpf4gRbCn7F_MksKQsF41EIHX6rOiriXTWrJSJwhZcAZmFwsWzq1qgkNvbSQUm6-G-s4OduKhkkmY4Cag8T0Rxotva83uzs1Jty3bt13OvNIwxNVs_Rr476LrH4IKo5mej_PsFNapIs5dSfp3Tr5ABvxczFOeFpEG1c4SbuKlI3pHnWw=w400-h266" width="400" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">8.
Hitler divided the masses between the Aryan race and the “deplorables.” Does that remind you of Hillary Clinton calling
Trump supporters “deplorables"? <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Division
is the name of the game—black versus white, vaxxed versus unvaxxed, compliant
versus non-compliant, red states versus blue states, Democrats versus
Republicans, liberal versus conservative. And gender dysphoria. People want to
be something they aren’t. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">9.
Hitler wanted power. We have global elitists in Washington and all over the
world who want to take away people's ability to be free, including
homeownership, and make them subservient to a few. Remember the motto from the
World Economic Forum: “You will own nothing, and you will be happy.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">10.
Hitler’s maniacal vision led to World War II, causing the deaths of almost
eighty million people. If history is cyclical, which we know that it is,
chances are we will be facing World War III within the next three years.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">11.
Because there was so much occultism behind Hitler’s rise to power, I will end
on number 11 here to make the point. There is a hidden agenda behind this Covid
“plandemic." The word for "pharma" in the Bible is sorcery. The
second half of Revelation 18:23 states: <i>For thy merchants were the great men
of the earth; for by thy sorceries were all the nations deceived (KJV).</i></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I would
encourage everyone reading this blog post to please watch the video with Mel K
and Dr. Ardis up above, as well as the videos I’ve linked to on Amazon Prime.
Jesus said in Matthew 24:4: <i>Take heed that no man deceive you (KJV). </i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The only
way not to be deceived is to know the Bible, pray, and be aware of what’s
happening in the world in light of Biblical prophecy. Perhaps if the German
people had done these things, they would have had the power of the Holy Spirit
within them to rise up against Hitler and stop his madness. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">What can
you do in your corner of the world to make a difference? Ask God. And He will
show you. </span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></p></div>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-59251665082162704872022-02-02T18:16:00.014-05:002022-06-03T15:00:25.480-04:00BOOK AWARDS: Tails and Purrs for the Heart and Soul - 1st Place Winner in the 2022 Christian Indie Book Awards<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://amzn.to/3roWUtv" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2560" data-original-width="1720" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhLCgRH8ry0Zavh3uxAQEc5FO54WlYRfdbMVprButwbEIWIuANBbZAhcSTO9G7QAGJbs2fO1vwSOBg-W5xJKWzpvJKKLgsKbVHOLUt9xyJlT6ettxUwaDXz2C3KXCF3SGR3QKJ04qC2If8hk-Ozim8Akt1cNV9zQ5r6sJb-H7lwSJj7aSfxJTYks7mP4Q=w269-h400" width="269" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://amzn.to/3roaxZM" target="_blank">NEW PROMOTION ON AMAZON KINDLE APRIL 1 THORUGH APRIL 3, 2022 - FREE FOR THREE DAYS</a></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6a8H7ud2SsATemOYOc6-H_0h999Jn8fv_KcqrcEU-ZVkqbUh8g1Ea8tTcfkzoLSagJpLC3tI_hpE8DQG4O35wLJhIZVt4AYfCI0puzRqbSfzBDmQWzHIquISoxDNjCItlJsxEhgThoZvbUhcgYSYrAM0LpMpQvOoXmZb2whIcZ3PSEJ-NfZH5lDMI-Q/s4032/IMG_5285.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6a8H7ud2SsATemOYOc6-H_0h999Jn8fv_KcqrcEU-ZVkqbUh8g1Ea8tTcfkzoLSagJpLC3tI_hpE8DQG4O35wLJhIZVt4AYfCI0puzRqbSfzBDmQWzHIquISoxDNjCItlJsxEhgThoZvbUhcgYSYrAM0LpMpQvOoXmZb2whIcZ3PSEJ-NfZH5lDMI-Q/w400-h300/IMG_5285.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lorilyn and her cat James in the memorial garden for her furry friends</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div><br /><div><br /></div></div>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-48543555987964469642022-01-15T23:29:00.005-05:002022-06-03T02:07:07.744-04:00DOOR NUMBER ONE - A Short Story from Seventh Dimension The Howling,” by Lorilyn Roberts<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://bit.ly/THEHOWLING" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="5472" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjhwTudugra_LzY5p2myvt6kK2RnuvCtFdQMl2gnfXHyOE2l7aW2g-EGL8wn_CX0fTQLeNO4CbMrlRycVKDfrArPFD58fuG54mBRfdVUx6IQ5-9nQlq578B5xBN9-kBIL5XgY-3IbVJleSzXW6K7HNUc0Rktyse5cy_Gb9tNzvCaWaJOvRMesjSJx-slg=w400-h266" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Door
Number 1</span><span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I
stood in the foyer and stared at Door Number 1. The only choice I was given was
the order of the doors. So I could know the future to warn others—wasn’t that
what the voice said?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I
turned the handle. The door opened to a room of mirrors. However, these weren’t
regular mirrors; they were mirrored doorways. “Which one should I enter, Lord?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I
heard nothing. I waited a little longer, but God’s voice was silent. He left
the choice to me. I wanted to choose wisely. I stepped around several and came
to a tall mirror. I stuck my hand in and pulled it out. I passed up that one
and several others until I came to a mirror with moving images. I entered that
one.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I
was in a world of moving sidewalks. They went to the north, south, east, and
west, crisscrossing each other, intersecting, and moving at very high speeds.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I
looked down at my feet, and I was standing on the word “Go” in a
multi-dimensional space. As I studied the moving tele-transports, I noticed
travelers. Some of the people were anxious. Others seemed to enjoy the journey.
Some disappeared and reappeared farther down the road. Others popped up and
stayed.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I
watched, mesmerized. I tried to see people’s faces. Who was happy and who was
sad? That wasn’t made clear to me.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">There
were more than a dozen sidewalks. The longer I mulled over which one to choose,
the more uncertain I became. After a while, I grew weary. I threw up my hands.
Choices carry eternal consequences, and I wanted to make the right one.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“You
choose,” I heard a voice say. “Free will is a wonderful thing in the hands of
an awesome God.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
sidewalk whisked me alongside dozens of other travelers. As the moving sidewalk
carried me, I saw foods that whet my appetite. Cinnamon rolls, chocolate
croissants, and other pastries called my name. I passed a brewery with a sign
advertising free samples of beer. Farther along I caught a whiff of delightful
scents—perfumes, essential oils, and soaps—so many choices, so much
opportunity.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
exchange of money increased. Soon I saw people buying things they couldn’t
afford. They pulled out credits cards, signed bank loans, borrowed from
friends, and more.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“I’ve
maxed out my credit cards,” someone said.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“No
problem,” a merchant replied. “Just sign here.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I
left that conversation, and I continued along the widening sidewalk of debt.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“This
car will be the best car you’ve ever owned,” a car salesman exhorted. “It’s the
number one rated sports car in the world.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I
looked at the price tag—a hundred thousand dollars.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Soon
I came to a crosswalk. Until now, I didn’t know the sidewalks were named. To my
surprise, I was traveling on the Sidewalk of Necessities. I came to a store
where a merchant was selling animals. The buyer offered the seller money, which
was no small amount.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://bit.ly/THEHOWLING" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2728" data-original-width="3944" height="276" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjiJrAxFHibm8jOAyTzs5EgEbtIjTJKIpBmBofQReNP7FQDJdGKNz0OrukZ-4jcgbpmpvXmZ-MvouvgkShafGeZwEt7YZAhcrwroyfmm6simDFX4zs7ZeTQoXiBrV9F5sHuhYHEAQA8ZOMV3b7BGqo9iLomqlUyMpaOKWHo3Ra33fX5cpagth6vSC95Iw=w400-h276" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
merchant shook his head. “That’s not enough. These animals are extinct. You can
breed them and create a new Garden of Eden. Imagine the people who will flock
to your attraction—people who love Mother Earth, conservationists, animal
lovers, and bird enthusiasts. You’ll be the richest man in the world. Who
wouldn’t want to visit the rebirth of the Garden of Eden?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
bartering continued. What would be a fair price to buy extinct animals and
create another Garden of Eden?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">As
I walked, I came to a merchant who was selling futures. “Hear ye,” he shouted
as he waved his hand. “Step right up. We’ll release your heart-felt dream. It’s
reasonably priced, and you deserve it. Come and see a demonstration of the only
dream reaper in the world.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">A
woman walked up. “What’s the price?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
wiry man whipped out his hand and pointed with a dramatic flair. “Have a seat.
If you qualify after this demonstration, you’ll be given a special seat in the
real dream reaper.” I looked behind the salesman at a most unusual contraption.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
woman was in her late twenties or early thirties and appeared to be in good
health. Youth was leaving her, as it does for all of us, but she was too
immature to have attained wisdom.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
woman poured out her heart to the stranger in extraordinary detail, expounding
on all the unfair and unjust things that had happened to her, leading to a life
in the gutter of despair. Always the victim, she wallowed in self-pity and
rejection.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
merchant smiled. “You’re just the right person for the dream reaper. You
deserve better. Don’t worry about the cost. You can pay it off in the next
thirty years before your date with death.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“What
do you mean, my date with death?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
merchant replied, “Well, I can’t tell you any more than that. You’ll need to
talk to the dream reaper. He can answer that question.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">She
looked around. “Where is he?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
merchant pointed. “Step right up to the dream reaper building.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
woman hesitated.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“You
want to release your dream, right?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
woman nodded, but her enthusiasm dissipated when she realized she couldn’t have
it—another unjust and unfair thing to add to her trophy list of unhappiness. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I
continued walking. A merchant stood out front waving a strange-looking
banner—Soul Extractor. No one was at his stand, so I left the Sidewalk of
Necessities and strolled up to the merchant.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Tell
me about your soul extractor business.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">His
eyes lit up, and he greeted me with such exuberance I felt indebted to make a
purchase.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Would
you like your soul extracted?” the man asked me.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“What
do you do with the soul once you extract it?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Oh,”
the merchant said, “I give it to the devil.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://bit.ly/THEHOWLING" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="3259" data-original-width="4888" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjaFJUdTTixcv7jwCk7rJrN0AZQt4RKmAKk05dZC2tzmnuUXA3M_U5VqwmjVHQrMwe5mqBpsbWXrE_WOWPYZR8vX8ZjvcHk-Ga6xA9y0RaIWZs2GGEGUjsY2BSq0l3gD-TAQqE-qjuHaN-vGEa5gNpOA-kzszbwrpOxHp5cXU_0vseNgcYpMJXwlrE3eQ=w400-h266" width="400" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“What
do you mean?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Have
you ever met a person without a soul?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Wait
a minute,” I interrupted. “If I sell my soul to you, then I no longer have a
soul.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“That’s
right,” the merchant said. “But for some people other things are more important
than their soul.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I
stared at the merchant.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
man leaned over and looked into my eyes. “Think about it,” he whispered.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“You
mean people would sell their soul?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">He
laughed. “Absolutely.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“What
do you give them for their soul?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
man cocked his head as if surprised by my question. “The devil sets the price.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">So
what do you do with the soul you extract?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
man laughed. “As I said, I give it to the devil.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“You
can’t do that,” I protested.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The
smile left his face. “Look, I’m not discussing the moral issue of it. All I
care about is selling the soul, and all the devil cares about is receiving the
soul. So we have the soul extractor. Everyone is happy. The person has what he
wanted, I’ve made the transaction, and the devil has the soul.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I
shook my head. “How can you do that?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">He
leaned over and whispered, “Because I sold my soul to the devil and now I do
his bidding. I have no choice. He owns me.”</span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: white;">⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔</b></span></p><p></p>
<div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><a href="https://bit.ly/How-LR-BlogSideBar" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">To purchase the multiple award-winning book <i>Seventh Dimension - The Howling</i>, click here</span></a></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://bit.ly/How-LR-BlogSideBar" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="635" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhqX1cAFw7aozuhLBR79Y5650zLN5xoV17BcsKJIzGSwSBsR2wxMVSKRBAN_KQYwPRKCy7GmD6vUXhVXzxBcQza0I8VAQ-qw5AECkNpKsxWLK3hI-x7V5TpGH28ccY0J2IxZ2wQl3D4D9DC0cWFu6gD16CeAcPb_I4WCC7ik3c9Vsl_LGDKvHiqdFEQCQ=w254-h400" width="254" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">Isaiah 45:7 (KJV): <span style="background-color: white;">I form the light, and create darkness: I make peace, and create evil: I the </span><span class="small-caps" style="background-color: white; font-variant-caps: small-caps; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;">Lord</span><span style="background-color: white;"> do all these things.</span></span> </span></div>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-86103927775966375082022-01-11T04:54:00.022-05:002022-06-06T00:56:52.809-04:00C DAH-DAH-DAH V DI-DIT D - LINKS TO PODCASTS AND VIDEOS FROM TOP DOCTORS ABOUT THE JAB: Christian Blogger Lorilyn Roberts<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEizD23seukRYT-XaxtX2WB-7fy_JE99Vv9_PbsEMI3cIYGxtvOBk41D1Y95_C43vViFps9PzZajuNPLWDUR9D1ETZn_ylwQHL4inx-DwLaLcsxJVy-zZBH-ICOdASsR1hGjV8KC9mXXTGHTBxKPVuAiK61DahvGFt63wfzaAOWaxlkuHPWh5522Iew73Q=s6964" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="6964" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEizD23seukRYT-XaxtX2WB-7fy_JE99Vv9_PbsEMI3cIYGxtvOBk41D1Y95_C43vViFps9PzZajuNPLWDUR9D1ETZn_ylwQHL4inx-DwLaLcsxJVy-zZBH-ICOdASsR1hGjV8KC9mXXTGHTBxKPVuAiK61DahvGFt63wfzaAOWaxlkuHPWh5522Iew73Q=w400-h224" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">For anyone who is interested in the latest uncensored Covid-19 information, below are links I've compiled. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I don't know how long the links will work, but I've watched all these videos and can vouch for the fact that they are NOT hatched from conspiracy theories. I wish they were. I will say a couple of quick things here.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">1. We will never go back to before Covid-19.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">2. We will continue to lose our freedoms because governments never return the power that they have taken from the people back to the people.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">3. This is an orchestrated effort by the leading nations in the world to begin the formation of global control through medical passports. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">4. The hour is later than people think. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">5. Be prepared for food shortages, internet takedown, and economic collapse.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">6. Don't believe the mainstream media. Don't believe anything Fauci says, question everything you hear, and use the brain that God gave you TO THINK. If it doesn't make sense, don't believe it. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">6. Do not fear. God is in control.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: red;">Here are links to information related specifically to COVID-19.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">1. <a href="https://www.thelibertybeacon.com/dr-robert-young-finds-graphene-oxide-in-all-four-vaccines-and-other-disturbing-ingredients/" target="_blank">Graphene Oxide Found In All Four Vaccines and Other Disturbing Ingredients</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">2. <a href="https://rumble.com/vrvjfu-breaking-deadly-vax-lot-numbers-identified-still-in-circulation.html?mref=6zof&mc=dgip3&utm_source=newsletter&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Stew+Peters+Show&ep=2" target="_blank">Deadly Vax Batches Identified</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">3. <a href="https://www.drrobertyoung.com/post/former-pfizer-vp-chief-science-officer-blows-the-whistle" target="_blank">Former Phizer VP & Chief Science Officer Blows the Whistle!</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">4.</span> <a href="https://www.brighteon.com/df8ea395-849b-410a-8364-ecaa28c3af6c" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;">Evidence: No Vials Are Safe</span></a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">5. <a href="https://www.brighteon.com/df8ea395-849b-410a-8364-ecaa28c3af6c" target="_blank">Dr. Peter McCullough on the Alex Jones Show</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">6.<a href="https://www.bitchute.com/video/CmUHSylD29W7/" target="_blank"> Mel K & Dr. Bryan Ardis on the Global Medical Killing Fields and Crimes Against Humanity</a></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">7.</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> <a href="https://www.rwmalonemd.com/podcasts" target="_blank">Dr. Robert W. Malone Podcasts</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">8. <a href="https://www.bitchute.com/video/Pz0SBTvKrDrV/" target="_blank">Most Important Video You'll See/Watch/Listen/Share With Loved Ones</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">9. <a href="https://www.brighteon.com/a2517dcf-cdcb-45f5-a9a1-c9ab2ab20ce9" target="_blank">Joe Rogan Interviews Dr. Robert Malone</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">10. <a href="https://www.audacy.com/podcasts/american-thought-leaders-29539/part-1-dr-peter-mccullough-the-inexplicable-suppression-of-hydroxychloroquine-ivermectin-and-other-covid-19-treatments-1102618430" target="_blank">PART 1: Dr. Peter McCullough The Inexplicable Suppression of Hydroxychloroquine, Ivermectin, and Other C0vid-19 Treatments</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">11. <a href="https://www.audacy.com/podcasts/american-thought-leaders-29539/part-2-dr-peter-mccullough-on-omicron-realities-and-vaers-reports-on-vaccine-injuries-and-deaths-1107275286" target="_blank">PART 2: Dr. Peter McCullough on Omicron Realties and VAERS Reports on Vaccine Injuries and Deaths</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">12. <a href="https://www.brighteon.com/df8ea395-849b-410a-8364-ecaa28c3af6c" target="_blank">The Stew Peters Show- Evidence That No Vials Are Safe! Full Stop! Terminate Covid Injection Program Now!!!</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">13. <a href="https://www.brighteon.com/25bf955c-8a2d-44ab-8753-a582b59019b5" target="_blank">Susan Pierce (from the CDC) Telling Everybody Not to Take the Poison Jab</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">14. <a href="https://www.bitchute.com/video/GZBXtkeok8EF/" target="_blank">Orwell City: Identification of Graphene, Self-Assemblies and Macro-Techology</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">15. <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JEq5jvDSOoI&t=398s" target="_blank">Dr. Peter McCullough Interview by Meet Me for Coffee Podcast</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">16. <a href="https://www.brighteon.com/121b1a5c-b4dc-42f5-b21f-400fba1bd9eb" target="_blank"> Shedding, Vaccines, and Graphene Machines - Dr. Sam Bailey</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My blogpost previous with this title: "Are Doctors, Professors, and 'Smart People' Hearing From God About Covid-19" caused me to be suspended from Twitter. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjI70VJFdbqd12LOFWeYdbxIUcWD3_1Amci8riRvcQxv2DVVhjXY_lJmhRp3hgd8t2XP_G47yJWJSncG-K1wUfabVdlhNIxWeK1PjTmlBdgXmstlb29GAa4vO6mdd0lN17CjnRecRz1EHv_OIuyAfBCEUiHhvBqd3NjQddz3zi27gpmb2Nmy3anIhmgjw=s1334" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1334" data-original-width="750" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjI70VJFdbqd12LOFWeYdbxIUcWD3_1Amci8riRvcQxv2DVVhjXY_lJmhRp3hgd8t2XP_G47yJWJSncG-K1wUfabVdlhNIxWeK1PjTmlBdgXmstlb29GAa4vO6mdd0lN17CjnRecRz1EHv_OIuyAfBCEUiHhvBqd3NjQddz3zi27gpmb2Nmy3anIhmgjw=w225-h400" width="225" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">If Twitter is worried about somebody like me posting something about Covid, you have to ask, why? What is really going on here? This isn't about medicine. It's about something else far more sinister. I'll let you, the reader, think about it. <a href="https://bit.ly/LRBlog-12921" target="_blank">If you care to read that blogpost, click on this link.</a></span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-17703558522104762852021-12-09T16:55:00.013-05:002022-06-06T00:57:35.708-04:00ARE DOCTORS, PROFESSORS, AND “SMART PEOPLE” HEARING FROM GOD ABOUT COVID-19: Christian Blogger Lorilyn Roberts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6a2jdG_sJ0/YbJs2yI9_9I/AAAAAAAAktE/hAnNOS7f-EI70IrdzVIki6p_Vnti2f7UQCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/Australia%2Bshutterstock_1722909295.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1025" data-original-width="2048" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6a2jdG_sJ0/YbJs2yI9_9I/AAAAAAAAktE/hAnNOS7f-EI70IrdzVIki6p_Vnti2f7UQCNcBGAsYHQ/w400-h200/Australia%2Bshutterstock_1722909295.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i>Recently, a good author friend of mine in Melbourne, Australia,
asked, “Why are people here giving up their freedoms and receiving the jab
without question?” </i></span><span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">His question is one that few are asking. The most severely
locked-down state in the world, Victoria, Australia, is reminiscent of Nazi, Germany. Anyone who hasn’t
received the jab cannot participate in everyday life.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">My friend said (and a pastor friend in Melbourne said the same
thing to me), that Australians take the jab without question, without thought,
without concern about the totalitarian nature of enforcement, even for those
who don’t want it.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">The truth is, maybe God IS speaking to those people, but they aren’t
listening.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">When you read through the Old Testament, Jeremiah and Ezekiel, for
example, the people did not listen to the prophets. Despite all the warnings,
the people didn’t heed the dire predictions from God and chose to go their own
way.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u3x5XA2_jmE/YbJtnLXXZrI/AAAAAAAAktM/Lpt9YJksAhA4qaDW9yCvX-933gNlsx_zgCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/Red%2BPill%2BBlue%2BPill%2Bshutterstock_1368035.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u3x5XA2_jmE/YbJtnLXXZrI/AAAAAAAAktM/Lpt9YJksAhA4qaDW9yCvX-933gNlsx_zgCNcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/Red%2BPill%2BBlue%2BPill%2Bshutterstock_1368035.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">If you remember the movie, </span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">The Matrix</i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">, those who swallowed
the red pill knew the truth. Those who took the blue pill lived in virtual
reality without an awareness of the evil matrix. If </span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">The Matrix’s</i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> victims had known their reality wasn’t real, would
they have chosen to continue in the matrix or would they have chosen to live in
the real world, no matter how difficult or painful?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">These types of movies are often predictive of future events. I
wonder if God gives us a foreshadowing through media of our future to warn us,
in much the same way as the Old Testament prophets exhorted the wayward
Israelites. Of course, we know Hollywood is full of occultists, and while Satan
is not omniscient, he knows enough to infiltrate people’s thoughts to
believe he’s as wise as God.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Fast forward to today. Many people have turned off the news. Some
have awakened to realize that much of what they have been told isn’t true. Despite knowing they have been lied to, many would still prefer just to
live their lives in ignorance. Never mind the truth; never mind morality; never
mind the ultimate purpose of the globalists, or whoever is in power.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">The absolute truth is that Lucifer only knows what God allows him
to know, and God has given him his “prince-of-the-air powers" to deceive those
who “think” they know the truth from those in Jesus Christ. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><i>But I say,
walk by the Spirit, and you will not carry out the desire of the flesh
(Galatians 5:16).</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ogkbqZyU42Y/YbJu8YY6bZI/AAAAAAAAktU/hbfRPeEjxvEImbGnxeF0r2aEFA8HA7RDACNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/Fake%2BNews%2Bshutterstock_1700568673.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1362" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ogkbqZyU42Y/YbJu8YY6bZI/AAAAAAAAktU/hbfRPeEjxvEImbGnxeF0r2aEFA8HA7RDACNcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/Fake%2BNews%2Bshutterstock_1700568673.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I have often said
that God is gracious in that He doesn’t give us all the truth because if we
were all-knowing, that knowledge would destroy us. Remember the sin of Adam and
Eve in the garden, wanting to be like God with the knowledge of good and evil?
If we have a moral compass rooted in our Savior, the evil part is what we can’t
handle. Only Jesus Christ could endure the cross and become sin so that someday
we will know God perfectly and there will be no sin.</span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">The depravity of man is so absolute—the evilness within our hearts
and the wickedness of the world—that perfect knowledge of evil would destroy
us. I see an animal get abused, and it devastates me. To see a child suffer or
be a pawn for an ignoble purpose is unconscionable. To even think about
abortion makes me sick to my stomach if I dwell on it.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I remember what Jesus said about those who hurt a child: </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="background: white; color: #001320; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><i>But
if anyone causes one of these little ones who believe in Me to stumble, it
would be better for him to have a large millstone hung around his neck and to
be thrown into the sea (Mark 9:42).</i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">As the country falls prey to increasing evilness, few people are
willing to stand for truth. Look at what the media did to General Flynn,
President Trump, and Sidney Powell in the last election. Now they are going
after Florida Governor, Ron Desantis, and anyone else who opposes the
globalists’ agenda.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sKdXXfh_y1w/YbJv6UT9VII/AAAAAAAAktc/o5cRLdP9SIoVzKRtIARB-amWVTIqFN7zACNcBGAsYHQ/s2508/PHARM%2BADVER%2Bshutterstock_747138967.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1254" data-original-width="2508" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sKdXXfh_y1w/YbJv6UT9VII/AAAAAAAAktc/o5cRLdP9SIoVzKRtIARB-amWVTIqFN7zACNcBGAsYHQ/w400-h200/PHARM%2BADVER%2Bshutterstock_747138967.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">When it comes to the Covid-19 vaccine, the pharmaceutical
companies, the CDC, the FDA, the NIH, and the WHO are in cahoots with one of
the richest men in the world, </span><a href="https://www.usnews.com/news/health-news/articles/2020-09-30/gates-foundation-pharmaceutical-companies-join-to-advance-coronavirus-vaccines" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;" target="_blank">Bill Gates</a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">. Many people don’t
realize if a vaccine or so-called vaccine injures a person, the drug company
has no liability. Liability ensures accountability. We don’t have that anymore
(we once did), even though big pharma has made millions off vaccines.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">However, the pharmaceutical giants pay millions to the news media
to advertise their drugs. What commercials do you see on T.V. all the time? The
networks push big pharma because those commercials pay their salaries.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">The Bible says the anti-Christ will be involved in three spheres
of influence: The government, religion, and commercial enterprise; and I
think his method of enforcement will rely heavily on the media—including the
World Wide Web, 5-G, A.I., social networks, and surveillance.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Recently, I’ve come to realize we will soon be like China. If a person
doesn’t follow the government’s rules, somebody will turn him in. Why—to raise the
tattler’s social score. Remember what the Bible says in Luke 12:53 (NIV):</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oDC6dZIvZRU/YbJ0cpYJS_I/AAAAAAAAkt0/2P4JTGDGz-wpJxjxSVw_0od2FlMtnAiQgCNcBGAsYHQ/s1334/social%2Bcredit%2Bshutterstock_1053188036.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="862" data-original-width="1334" height="259" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oDC6dZIvZRU/YbJ0cpYJS_I/AAAAAAAAkt0/2P4JTGDGz-wpJxjxSVw_0od2FlMtnAiQgCNcBGAsYHQ/w400-h259/social%2Bcredit%2Bshutterstock_1053188036.png" width="400" /></a></div><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Father will be divided against son and son against father, mother
against daughter and daughter against mother, mother-in-law against her
daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law against mother-in-law.</i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">To address Covid-19 specifically, the push for a mandatory vaccine
is NOT about a vaccine. The mRNA is NOT a vaccine. It’s a tool. It’s laying the
foundation for implementing the Mark of the Beast. This whole system must be in
place BEFORE the anti-Christ makes his appearance.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I will add a little levity to this dire topic. When I went through
breast cancer treatment, I had a double mastectomy. I opted to have a plastic
surgeon do reconstruction in conjunction with the surgery. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Anyone who has had a
surgical procedure knows the physician visits the patient the morning of the
surgery to talk to the patient about the procedure. My plastic surgeon came in
per the usual protocol, and I asked him how long his part of the procedure
would take.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">He said, “A couple of hours.” I was surprised. “That long?” I
asked. He replied, “Well, we can’t just shove it up there.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">The truth is, there are many dots to connect and threads to thread
and technological innovations (that need patents) that must be in place to
facilitate the work of the anti-Christ and his partner in crime. The evil one
can’t just “shove things into place.” Satan has been working on this project
ever since the Garden of Eden, but we are close to the culmination of this epic
battle between good and evil.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Most Christians don’t know this stuff because they DON’T WANT to
know it. Almost one-third of the Bible is prophetic, and yet, how many
Christians have read the book of Revelation or studied the Old Testament
prophets?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that things are
not as they appear. Or perhaps it’s the biased nature of the media, highly
skilled at editorializing facts, that spins the news to fit their version of
the truth. However, any thinking individual can see right through the
deception—if they want to.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NVeHGMeq8a8/YbJ3xqW5zpI/AAAAAAAAkuE/kI0CDUblSdgztII_l-JJ6SUjV0sfgS_fACNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/Hitler%2Bshutterstock_2025141947.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NVeHGMeq8a8/YbJ3xqW5zpI/AAAAAAAAkuE/kI0CDUblSdgztII_l-JJ6SUjV0sfgS_fACNcBGAsYHQ/w400-h225/Hitler%2Bshutterstock_2025141947.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>Historical documents reveal how Hitler used the media to push his
Nazi agenda and indoctrinate the youth. His propaganda was imbued in the
educational system, and his youth camps tapped into idyllic dreams of nirvana. Germans
longed to see a renewed vision of their country’s future after Germany’s humiliating
defeat in World War I </span><a href="https://encyclopedia.ushmm.org/content/en/article/indoctrinating-youth" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;" target="_blank">(article from the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum)</a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">.</span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I said years ago that the media would be part of the beast system. If you agree with their agenda, the media gives you a platform to speak, and they put a mic in front of your
mouth.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="background: white; color: #001320; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><i>A mouth was given to him speaking arrogant
words and blasphemies, and authority to act for forty-two months was given to
him (Revelation 13:5).</i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I don’t believe the unbiased mainstream media will ever come back because
THEY DON’T WANT to come back. Why should they? Is there an economic incentive
to tell people the truth? Do the media conglomerates (</span><a href="https://tacomacc.libguides.com/c.php?g=599051&p=4586162" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;" target="_blank">90% of the American news is controlled by six companies</a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">) have enough moral chutzpah to question the pharmaceutical
companies’ data who pay their bills and keep them on the air?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">It’s not just the news media held hostage. The unfortunate victims
trickle all the way down to YOUR physician. Most doctors have chosen to accept
the status quo. If they speak out against the vaccine, or question the data, or
just want an open dialogue, they risk losing their medical license. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Some have faced threats to themselves and their family. At the very least, they
receive verbal reprimands that can be escalated all the way to the licensing
boards.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Besides that, how many doctors really want to take on the medical
establishment? Perhaps they are too comfortable living in virtual reality.
They make their big money, live in their expensive houses, and have kids to educate.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Instead, they go along with the narrative, and after a while, they
start to believe the narrative. Physicians and nurses have to believe it
because how would they live with themselves if they didn’t? What about that
Hippocratic oath </span><a href="https://www.nlm.nih.gov/hmd/greek/greek_oath.html" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;" target="_blank">(complete oath found here</a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">)? </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://shtf.tv/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FuBcUiPlVs/YbJ5Xt7rrGI/AAAAAAAAkuM/aGweAO62ArYWuTtpFaSQqVgr1zGDA-NLgCNcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/Ivermectin%2Bshutterstock_2041488143.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">What about the thousands of doctors who have denied Ivermectin to
hospitalized patients who might have been saved if they had received early
treatment? What about the man in my church who died from Covid? The hospital
refused to offer him Ivermectin despite his wife’s pleas.</span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Again, why would they deny possible life-saving treatment? The
fact is, the NIH could not issue an Emergency Use Authorization of a new
vaccine if other treatments were available. The EUA enabled pharmaceutical companies
to skip some of the vaccine protocols that have been followed for decades.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">That’s why they shut down Trump when he started talking about hydrochlorothiazide.
A year later, the narrative continues across America. Hospitals are not allowed
to give Ivermectin to patients for Covid because they say it’s an off-label
use. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">In reality, doctors use drugs in off-label ways all the time. But if hospitals
or doctors prescribe it for Covid, they are in trouble.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">For a loved one to receive Ivermectin in the hospital, the only
option is for the family to go to court and get a court order, and even with
that, the road is treacherous. Hospitals continue to put up roadblocks. Why? </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">If
Ivermectin works (like so many doctors worldwide have documented), how can the
medical community in America justify the thousands of patients they have denied
treatment to with this Nobel prize-winning drug? That would be akin to saying
they allowed them to die. Do your own research on this topic, preferably with a
different search engine than Google. Be prepared to swallow the red pill. You
won’t like what you see.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I replied to my Australian friend, who asked, “Why are doctors not
hearing from God like you and me?” My answer still is, “Because they don’t want
to.” They have justified the means, making people take the jab, to achieve
their end goal. It runs roughshod over individual freedoms, particularly here
in America.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">A few people are fighting back. But is it too little too late?
Governments rarely give power back to their people once they have seized it.
Will my daughters know the freedoms I’ve enjoyed throughout my life? I don’t
know, but as my mother says, “They won’t know any different.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6UFVes_869E/YbJ1gJ4NeWI/AAAAAAAAkt8/RE55q7H5zbcI9sztS125wQO8c0bEFhKSQCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/socialism%2Bin%2BCuba%2Bshutterstock_1946487367.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6UFVes_869E/YbJ1gJ4NeWI/AAAAAAAAkt8/RE55q7H5zbcI9sztS125wQO8c0bEFhKSQCNcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/socialism%2Bin%2BCuba%2Bshutterstock_1946487367.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Socialism in Cuba</div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Sadly, our young people have been indoctrinated into socialism so
that they don’t know what’s at stake; but I’ll keep fighting as long as I’m
here.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">When the FBI came to my house, they asked if they could talk with
me about what happened at the Capitol Building on January 6. I replied, “I’ll
be glad to talk to you if you let me talk about my Lord and Savior, Jesus
Christ.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">They said, “We know you are a Christian.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">As I watched Trump supporters with their bare hands tackle the “insurrectionists,”
who held long rods (deadly weapons) and were attempting to break the windows,
the Spirit within me said, “Christians must be willing to fight.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I didn’t know what God meant at the time. Looking back, I believe
what the voice was admonishing me is that we must be willing to stand up and
defend the truth, fight for the unborn, push back against critical race theory,
question everything, and not bow to </span><b style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">government</b><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">
</span><b style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">mandates that we must take the jab even if we don’t want</b><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> to. We’ve got
to be willing to “occupy” until the Lord’s return, and increasingly, that’s
going to get more and more difficult.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">My way of fighting back is to stay in the Word, pray unceasingly,
encourage my friends, and witness when I have the opportunity. I acknowledge that
most of what I hear and see through the media isn’t true. And I know that
things will continue down this slippery slope until the Tribulation. If we pray
and ask God for mercy, perhaps we can slow things down.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">But I have to ask, do I want to? I’m ready for Jesus to return
now. I can’t wait for Him to execute justice on this fallen world. I can’t wait
to see my Savior, who died for me (and you) on the cross over two thousand
years ago.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I don’t know if we can delay events. But I know God wants us to be
busy witnessing and bringing people into the kingdom. That’s THE most important
thing. There isn’t anything more important than where we will spend eternity.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Getting back to the conversation with my Australian friend, again,
I have asked myself this question hundreds of times: Why do I see this stuff
and other people don’t?</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OtsjRMwFQZQ/YbJxVs2jxCI/AAAAAAAAktk/qj7tGMR9QicrChW03V4deYQpSEzEIA4MACNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/gifts%2Bshutterstock_1913630296.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1693" data-original-width="2048" height="331" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OtsjRMwFQZQ/YbJxVs2jxCI/AAAAAAAAktk/qj7tGMR9QicrChW03V4deYQpSEzEIA4MACNcBGAsYHQ/w400-h331/gifts%2Bshutterstock_1913630296.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">If you look at the gifts of the Spirit, one of them relates to
knowledge. </span><span style="background: white; color: #001320; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><i>To one person the Spirit gives the ability to
give wise advice; to another, the same Spirit gives a message of special
knowledge (I Cor 12:8).</i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I am not a prophet and would never want to be, but I do believe
God, on a few occasions, has given me a “Word of Knowledge” about things or
insights that were beyond my natural ability to perceive.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">I also think, and this is just me speaking, creative people have a
sensate spirit. In other words, they “feel” things that the average person
doesn’t perceive. They feel it in their soul.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">History is replete with examples. People write books, paint
paintings, and write songs that capture the essence of reality long before the
typical person trying to “survive” is even aware of what’s happening. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_YpO0aVKOc/YbJzhc-FljI/AAAAAAAAkts/FpVwzxpaXrQkC1Wr7H83B8ZyZoMKul8DwCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/creative%2Bthinking%2Bshutterstock_414162991.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1319" data-original-width="2048" height="258" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_YpO0aVKOc/YbJzhc-FljI/AAAAAAAAkts/FpVwzxpaXrQkC1Wr7H83B8ZyZoMKul8DwCNcBGAsYHQ/w400-h258/creative%2Bthinking%2Bshutterstock_414162991.png" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>Perhaps
the creativity of these gifted people is even part of the movement, inching society
forward because that’s how change happens. An emotional catharsis arises.
Sometimes it leads to war; at other times, it leads to social revolution.</span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">We are experiencing that now. Christian authors who have been
writing for the glory of God can’t help but be aware of the increasing evilness
everywhere. God mysteriously gives us insights that we can use to glorify Him
that would probably be squandered by others who are happy to swallow the blue
pill (</span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">The Matrix</i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">).</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Now, I’ve probably put the reader to sleep with all my ramblings,
but my Australian friend asked a great question: Why do some people see what’s
happening and others don’t? There isn’t a simple answer—yet. But we need to keep
asking the question.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Here are a couple of links I will pass along to the reader. There
is also an ap for your phone that you can download from J.D. Farag’s website.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">J.D. Farag website: </span><a href="https://subsplash.com/calvarychapelkaneohe/lb/ms/+82yxp8f" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">https://subsplash.com/calvarychapelkaneohe/lb/ms/+82yxp8f</span></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Here is one I liked in particular, but all his Bible prophecy
updates are good: </span><a href="https://subsplash.com/calvarychapelkaneohe/lb/mi/+6nw97nd" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">https://subsplash.com/calvarychapelkaneohe/lb/mi/+6nw97nd</span></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">Excellent sermon by Jack Hibbs: </span><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NGtSAXMUDAk&t=3456s" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NGtSAXMUDAk&t=3456s</span></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">If you watch this video, you will NOT want to get the second jab: </span><a href="https://www.brighteon.com/e4c1acfe-50dd-4f2b-bf49-3ae89b0740f5" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">https://www.brighteon.com/e4c1acfe-50dd-4f2b-bf49-3ae89b0740f5</span></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b>Might I end with the most important question—where will you, the
reader, spend eternity? This world is passing away, but the glory of the Lord
is forever. </b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b>Don’t leave Earth without accepting Jesus Christ into your heart.
He longs to have a PERSONAL relationship with you. Give your life to Him, turn
from your sin, and don’t look back. The Lord’s return is very, very soon. Don’t
wait. Today is the day of salvation.</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GuJbGz1STE/YbJ7AteRbZI/AAAAAAAAkuU/vCIuses7w0UFEVX42l9yHv5qDesWw3lFgCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/prayer%2Bshutterstock_1499209856.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GuJbGz1STE/YbJ7AteRbZI/AAAAAAAAkuU/vCIuses7w0UFEVX42l9yHv5qDesWw3lFgCNcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/prayer%2Bshutterstock_1499209856.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><b><br /></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </span></p>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-6931289171881285542021-11-17T01:46:00.012-05:002022-06-04T02:17:06.368-04:00THE THANKSGIVING I WILL NEVER FORGET: Devotional by Lorilyn Roberts<p align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-mirror-indents: yes; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qEgxcEmeND0/YZSgbkB4TtI/AAAAAAAAkYY/il-_DoZVrekc8K46oZs0o7yVJvXyA4pkQCLcBGAsYHQ/s2778/shutterstock_1804994635.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1132" data-original-width="2778" height="163" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qEgxcEmeND0/YZSgbkB4TtI/AAAAAAAAkYY/il-_DoZVrekc8K46oZs0o7yVJvXyA4pkQCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h163/shutterstock_1804994635.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Many years ago, I sat with my dad
on the front porch one summer night in Marietta, Georgia. The stars shone
brightly overhead, and the chirping of nightlife filled the air. We got into a
discussion about whether we would live to see the turn of the century. I was a
young teen at the time, but my dad was in his 40’s.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">He shook his head. “I don’t think
I’ll live that long. I’d be in my 70’s. Well, maybe.”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Both his parents died when he was
young, so his words hung in the air, pressing in on me that I would probably
outlive him and my mom, although my mother’s side of the family is
long-lived—typically into their 90’s. My mom is approaching that age in 2021. Sadly,
my dad didn’t make it to 2000. He passed away in 1994 from a brain tumor, but
he was close.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My dad used to say that even
though his body had aged, his mind was still the same as when he was young. I
never understood what he meant when I was young. I suppose if you get Alzheimer’s,
that’s not the case, but the thought that your mind doesn’t age like your body does is intriguing. How can that be? </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="font-size: large;">As I continue to stretch
myself doing things I never imagined, I hope it will help keep my mind spry. I
am learning Morse Code and pondering what my first sentence will be when I go
on the airwaves. The biggest adjustment will be instead of sending out captions
at 260 plus words per minute, I’ll be “competent” if I can send out ten words
per minute using C.W.</span></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I just applied for Social
Security and will be retiring at the end of the year. Where does the time go? I
remember a poem I wrote by that title when I was around fifteen. Because my
mother loved it so much, I even turned it into a song.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">It’s so easy to lose track of
years as they come and go and not even realize decades have passed in what
seems like the blink of an eye. Since August, I’ve been an empty nester. Both
my daughters have moved out. I even needed to replace the 20-year-old van that
I bought when Joy was still an infant.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">While I might be sounding a
little melancholy, I’m thankful to be alive. And this Thanksgiving, I wanted to
focus on how grateful I am for all the blessings God has given me.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I asked myself, what is my
favorite Thanksgiving? At sixty-six, I’ve lived through quite a few. And the
answer came almost as quickly as I asked the question. I want to share an
extraordinary Thanksgiving story from when I was seven.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My mom and adoptive father
married on November 3, 1962. Three weeks later, that Thanksgiving holiday, my
life changed forever. The arrival of my childhood pet is a story made for
Hollywood. But God wrote it for me before the foundations of the world.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">At a tenuous time when my mother had
just remarried, because we moved to a different area of Atlanta, I had to switch
schools. I was a lonely, confused kid. Being forced to repeat first grade didn’t
help. But God had His eyes on me. He knew I needed a special friend. Our
loving, heavenly Father sent me a stray dog that taught me more about God and
the meaning of love than most seven-year-olds could ever understand. That is—unless
it was someone like me, someone who needed the kind of love only a dog can
give.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Here is an excerpt from my
recently published book, <i>Tails and Purrs for the Heart and Soul</i>.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://bit.ly/IO-TAILS" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1376" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-stDrZSMLYv0/YZSipulROoI/AAAAAAAAkYo/6djDL_PmoFUflh3Q-GDuoWJRkoXafQKzACLcBGAsYHQ/s320/Tails-and-Purrs-for-the-Heart-and-Soul-Kindle.jpg" width="215" /><span style="text-align: left;"> </span></a></span></span></div><p align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-mirror-indents: yes; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Seven Years Old</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">One morning I awoke
from a fantasy world more thrilling than Disney could ever create. I felt a
wet, warm kiss on my cheek. When I opened my eyes and saw a dog, I wrapped my
arms around her.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Who are you?” I
asked. As my dreamy eyes focused, I saw she was white, and somehow, she had
walked into the house, run up the stairs, and found me in bed.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My mother stood
across from me with a smile etched across her face.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I patted the dog’s
head. “Where did she come from?”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“This is Gypsy. We’re
going to keep her,” she said.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I blinked to make
sure I hadn’t died and gone to heaven. Not that I even knew where that was, but
I wanted to make sure I wasn’t starring in a Hollywood movie. Surely this was
just make-believe.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">A prominent movie
director in New York once tried to convince my mother to let him take me to
Hollywood. My mother said no, and I lost my only bid for Hollywood stardom.
Instead, Hollywood discovered Hayley Mills. Everybody, when I was young,
compared me to her. I’ve heard it said everybody has a twin. Hayley Mills was
mine.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Everything faded into
the bedroom walls as I focused on the bouncy white, playful pearl. While some
might argue we saved her from a wretched life on the streets, I’d say she saved
me from a very challenging, lonely childhood. Is dog not God spelled backward?</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Mother told me how
the night before, Gypsy snuck into the apartment through the door with my
stepfather—who I call Dad for the remainder of the book—when he returned from
the store to buy milk.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Soon Gypsy became my
faithful companion and playmate. When I came home from school, she would be
waiting for me at the door. I invented games to play with her. I would place my
hand underneath the blanket and move it around, and Gypsy would “fetch” it with
her mouth. I soon learned how much dogs love to chew on shoes, slippers, and
record covers.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">When I came home from
school, I could hardly wait to walk her. When we returned after each walk, I
would announce how many times Gypsy had used the bathroom, both number one and
number two, to validate I was the best dog walker in the world. I cleaned up
after her when she made a mess so nobody would know. I always had a deep-seated
fear I might lose her.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">One afternoon I
arrived home from school, and I knew something was wrong. Gypsy didn’t greet me
at the door, and I ran through the house looking for her.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“She’s gone,” my
mother told me. “The apartment manager said we couldn’t keep her, and your
father took her to a protected area. Don’t worry. She’ll be fine.”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Where did he take
her?”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My mother paused
before continuing. “You know the apartment complex doesn’t allow dogs. We had
no choice.”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My heart broke.<i> </i>I
knew it might come to this. I’d overheard the whispers. I ran out of the room
and up the stairs to my bedroom. Burying my face in the pillow, I cried. Gypsy
was gone. I didn’t want to believe I would never see her again. Even at eight,
I believed in miracles.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">That night
thunderbolts crashed outside my bedroom, and lightning pierced through the
window shades. I imagined Gypsy in the darkness. I could feel her fur against
my skin and see her dark, brown eyes pleading for me. I twisted and turned in
bed as peals of thunder bounced off the walls. If Gypsy ever found her way
back, I vowed to run away with her. I would never let anybody take her from me
again.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The next day came and
went. She didn’t return. I went to school, hoping she would find her way back.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">After another stormy
night, Wednesday arrived, the day before Thanksgiving. We were packing things
to visit my new father’s family in North Carolina. My mother had recently
remarried. We had yet to meet the extended family of her new husband—a brother
and three sisters.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I kept looking up the
hill in front of the apartment, imagining that I would see my dog come flying
over the rise in the road. I knew it was almost impossible, but I hoped. I made
one last trip to my bedroom. The car was loaded, and we were ready to leave. I
picked up my pillow and remembered the first morning Gypsy awoke me and licked
me on the face.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“God, please help
Gypsy to find her way back.”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I walked out the door
to get into the car. Glancing one last time up the hill, I saw something white.
Was it, could it be—I dropped my pillow and started to run. My mind raced, and
I ran as fast as my legs would move. It couldn’t be—but it was.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Tattered and dirty
and barking excitedly, Gypsy ran toward me, flashing her tail in the wind. She
had survived two nights of bad weather and found her way home through a raging
storm. If she had arrived two minutes later, we would have been on the road.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I crouched down and
held her as she whimpered and licked my face. I didn’t know I could laugh and
cry at the same time, but one thing I did know—God brought Gypsy back to me.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKfe2SIQKM0/YZSjOPHkOPI/AAAAAAAAkYw/BXI76yODfm0lY2yHYBiiGQQTr0Pmfp34wCLcBGAsYHQ/s750/Gypsyinleaves%2BImproved.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="698" data-original-width="750" height="373" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKfe2SIQKM0/YZSjOPHkOPI/AAAAAAAAkYw/BXI76yODfm0lY2yHYBiiGQQTr0Pmfp34wCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h373/Gypsyinleaves%2BImproved.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana;"><br /><span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“I will never let go
of you,” I promised.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #660000;">Gypsy squealed. For
the first time, I believed in God.</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">🐶🐶🐶</span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IFuIU8pfqIs/YZShaNhQW8I/AAAAAAAAkYg/-M0urlsYVHUhIHEPH8c2lXRUFMYqFGzawCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_2042956205.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IFuIU8pfqIs/YZShaNhQW8I/AAAAAAAAkYg/-M0urlsYVHUhIHEPH8c2lXRUFMYqFGzawCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h400/shutterstock_2042956205.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">All these years
later, my faith in God remains steadfast. And as I wrote in my book <i>Tails
and Purrs for the Heart and Soul</i>, I know I will see Gypsy again. My younger
daughter Joy and her roommates recently adopted a dog from the local humane
society. I’m smiling on the inside. The Roberts’ tradition lives on with my
children, and that brings me great joy this Thanksgiving.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://bit.ly/IO-TAILS" target="_blank"><i><span style="font-size: large;">To learn more about my memoir, Tails and Purrs for the Heart and Soul, click on this link. </span> </i></a></span></p>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-59269908998789778662021-11-07T16:31:00.015-05:002022-06-06T00:57:59.308-04:00TRUMPET SOUNDS FROM AROUND THE WORLD - SIGNALING THE RETURN OF YESHUA - I COR 15:51-53: Christian Blogger Lorilyn Roberts<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ISNir3gPezw" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe>
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<div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">It was in 2016 that I heard the trumpet sounds. The first time I was walking Sirius, my border collie; and the second time I was inside the house. I had heard them previously on YouTube, so I was shocked when I heard them with my own ears. Whatever the sounds were, it wasn’t a hoax. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sbHIlAkU__U/YYhETvvmeSI/AAAAAAAAkSU/CvDtivESrQQ_6BE0nwUrgKqxOLVv0nukACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/Sirius_IMG_2753.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sbHIlAkU__U/YYhETvvmeSI/AAAAAAAAkSU/CvDtivESrQQ_6BE0nwUrgKqxOLVv0nukACLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h300/Sirius_IMG_2753.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">A couple of weeks after that, I thought I heard them again, but when I went outside to listen, I didn’t hear anything. I went back inside and again thought I heard something. This time I had my phone to record it, but I didn't hear anything when I stepped outside.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Later that night, my daughter came home from a special event for a high school classmate who had just finished treatment for Hodgin's lymphoma. The class celebrated the girl’s healing from cancer by hosting a party outside the high school on the football field. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My daughter said, “When I was there, we kept hearing sounds coming from the sky that sounded strange, but there was nothing there.”</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I provide closed captioning for television, and one night when captioning a baseball game, I heard the trumpet-like sounds. The game announcers commented, "What is that strange noise?"</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">If you go on Youtube, you will find that these noises that sound like trumpets have been heard all over the world. What does it mean? I truly believe it’s the Lord’s trumpet, signifying His soon return. The trumpet is recognized in the Bible as the battle cry. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep but we will all be changed--in an instant, in the</i> t<i>winkling of an eye, at <b>the last trumpet</b> <span>[emphasis mine]. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must be clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. (1 Cor 15:51-53, Berean Study Bible)</span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Since we don’t know when the last trumpet is, I would encourage you to turn to Jesus Christ, believe in Him, repent of your sins, and be born again. We don't know how much more time we have. His return is completely unknown to everyone except God.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Today is the day of salvation. Call on Yeshua's name. Be ready! Our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, loves you.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. 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</span></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">Hailey Becker was all of 79 years old. She lived with her doting, younger
husband for the better part of her life, and they had two wonderful grown
daughters who lived nearby. They were one of those families you couldn’t help
but like. Hailey was the best cook this side of paradise, and Charlie could be
anybody’s uncle—even the mothers-in-law who gossip too much. Charlie knew how
to be polite and caring, and a pot of coffee was always brewing whenever I
stopped by.</span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
</span></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">So when we heard about an upcoming surprise trip, everybody wanted to
know the details. However, Charlie could keep a secret like no one, and Hailey—well,
I’m not sure she knew all the details. </span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">
</span></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">A few weeks later, Hailey called me. “You must come by and see my new
suitcase,” she said. “When we went to Cuba, our suitcases were too small for
all the stuff we bought. We had to ship the vases back, and I worried for weeks
when they didn’t arrive.”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">I stopped in to see her bright pink new suitcase. What did her hubby
think about the pink luggage? Knowing Charlie, he would say it was perfect.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">“I wanted to be able to find my suitcase amongst the hundreds of others.
You know, they all look the same when they pull them off the boat.”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">I remembered when I went on a cruise and came home with somebody else’s luggage.
And I didn’t even notice it wasn’t my bag until I opened it and found high heels
stashed inside.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">I laughed. “Sounds like a good strategy,” although I couldn’t imagine
Hailey being like me and coming home with anybody else’s luggage.</span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">Several months went by, and Hailey talked about the upcoming trip on
several occasions. I heard through the grapevine that her suitcase was packed.
One day she said to me, "You know, I keep telling Charlie he needs to pack
his bag. Mine is ready, but he hasn’t even started packing his. We sure don’t
want to miss the boat. What can I do to get him to pack his clothes?”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">“You know how men are,” I said. “They can pack in three minutes.”</span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">Hailey’s eyes twinkled. “Not me. I like to be ready at a moment’s notice.
Unexpected things can come up, and it would be dreadful to miss the boat
because I packed too late.”</span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">
</span></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--1D7iVW7uQg/YXioC6qtmoI/AAAAAAAAkI8/RZlH_knJGj45vMrwl1wx2O1SoCtki2VHgCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/shutterstock_2056632077.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">I smiled. “Charlie won’t let you down. He’ll be at your side when you are
ready to board that ship. I promise you.”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">Soon signs revealed the trip was imminent. I heard that the suitcase was
right beside Hailey’s bed, where she now spent most of her days. She was ready
whenever the moment arrived.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">Then I received word that they were on the way to the departure gate. Charlie
reassured me he had her ticket in hand and her belongings were in the pink
suitcase. He would make sure she was comfortable as she stood at the gate. I
couldn’t wait to say goodbye to my friend.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">When I arrived, Hailey’s bubbly personality enveloped me. She pointed to
her bags, “I’m ready,” she exclaimed, “but I still don’t understand why Charlie
hasn’t packed very much.” After a few minutes, she added, “I’m not going to
worry about him. If he wants to wear the same clothes every day, that’s his
choice.”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">“He’ll be fine,” I assured my friend.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">“When are we leaving?” Hailey asked Charlie several times as I sat beside
her. “I don’t want to miss the trip.”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">Charlie took her hand in his and locked onto her pleading eyes. "I
promise, you won’t miss it.”</span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">I stopped by the departure gate several times until she made the trip to
Glory. I heard her leaving was peaceful. And I also heard that she didn’t need the
suitcase she had meticulously packed. </span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">
</span></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">I thought about all the things I’ve packed away, not only in my house but
in my heart. Then I remind myself, it’s an all-expense paid, one-way trip, and
we don’t need anything except our passport.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">“She wasn’t one minute late,” Charlie reassured me, “and the smile on her
face lifted my sorrowful heart.”</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">Who greeted her when she arrived? I’m sure it was a glorious reunion of
friends, family, and Bible heroes. When it’s my turn, I know Hailey will be
there to meet me.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">Hailey Becker is not just my friend. She’s everybody’s friend. She is all
those we’ve loved and said goodbye to too soon. And even though I know I won’t
need a suitcase, like Hailey, I want to be ready at a moment’s notice. I find
comfort knowing that my bag is packed—a bag filled by my Savior with love, joy,
peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness, and
self-control. I must remember to refill it from God’s Holy Book each day, so I’m
always ready should my name be called.</span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">I imagine Hailey received so many gifts upon arrival that she was glad
she didn't bring that earthly pink suitcase. While we try to fill our lives
with worldly wealth, the wealth in Glory will far surpass anything we could
conjure up here. Indeed, I suppose all the pink suitcases in the world could
not contain the treasures awaiting when we arrive. </span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">
</span></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1596" data-original-width="2048" height="311" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80i1qsIpkiA/YXcMjuIysGI/AAAAAAAAkHg/ri0HGnuxolQ2G36l3eu3rd_lU3NYQypjACLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h311/shutterstock_155523935.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /> </span></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">I’ve also heard that I won’t need a winter coat or even any clothes. By
all accounts, the weather is perfect, the land exquisite, the joy unspeakable, the
citizens glorious, and the price exceptional—by that, I mean, it’s free to pass
holders—bought and paid for a long time ago by Jesus Christ. Every day I make
sure I’ve packed my pass. The truth is, it’s so big, so heavy, and so heavenly,
no pink suitcase could ever contain it. And only Jesus Christ could carry it.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><h2 style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>Second Place Flash Fiction/Short Story</span></span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"> </span> </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; text-indent: 0in;"> </span></h2><p class="MsoNormal" style="layout-grid-mode: char; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><h4 style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="http://LorilynRoberts.com" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EsjeYktBx9Y/YXhA9P0_d7I/AAAAAAAAkIE/RNAjhi7__lYNNe1XX5fL1fyZtUWGbWZIwCLcBGAsYHQ/w300-h400/IMG_2818-preview.JPG" title="Second Place - Flash Fiction/Short Story, Florida Christian Writers Conference 2021" width="300" /></a></span></h4></blockquote><p><br /></p><h2 style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="color: #3d85c6;"> Florida Christian Writers Conference 2021</span></span></span></span></h2><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><p></p>
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<p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i><a href="Reviewed by Emily-Jane Hills Orford for Readers' Favorite Book Love is a work of fiction for children by Lorilyn Roberts. Everyone learns at a different pace. Some children learn to read very early, while others have difficulty learning to read until they’ve been in school for a few years. It’s said that some of the greatest minds in history didn’t learn to read until they were older, like Einstein, who didn’t learn to read until he was 9. A little girl in second grade is embarrassed when she is called upon to read out loud in front of the class. When she is told she has to take Grade 1 over again, she’s even more embarrassed. Gradually she develops her own reading skills, but it’s a day stuck at home sick in bed that introduces the many positive possibilities found in books. One story leads to another, and soon this little girl can’t stop reading – she’s found a passion for books. Lorilyn Roberts’s early chapter book, Book Love, is a touching story about a little girl who struggles with reading. At first, embarrassed by her inability to read, this little girl hates books and everything books have to offer. As the plot evolves, the girl learns to read and gradually develops an interest in books. The story is told in simple language so a young reader, especially one struggling with reading, can sound out the words and learn to read as they realize that perhaps their problems with reading are not unique to them alone. The line drawings are sweet and add another dimension to the story. Young readers will instantly feel a bond with this little girl as everyone has their own struggles, whether with reading or something else. Beautifully and compassionately told by a masterful writer." target="_blank">Book Love</a></i> is a work of fiction for children by Lorilyn Roberts.
Everyone learns at a different pace. Some children learn to read
very early, while others have difficulty learning to read until they’ve
been in school for a few years. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">It’s said that some of the greatest
minds in history didn’t learn to read until they were older, like
Einstein, who didn’t learn to read until he was 9. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">A little girl in
second grade is embarrassed when she is called upon to read out
loud in front of the class. When she is told she has to take Grade 1
over again, she’s even more embarrassed. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Gradually she develops
her own reading skills, but it’s a day stuck at home sick in bed that
introduces the many positive possibilities found in books. One story
leads to another, and soon this little girl can’t stop reading – she’s
found a passion for books.
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<p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Lorilyn Roberts’s early chapter book, <i><a href="https://bit.ly/LR-BookLove" target="_blank">Book Love</a></i>, is a touching story
about a little girl who struggles with reading. At first, embarrassed
by her inability to read, this little girl hates books and everything
books have to offer. As the plot evolves, the girl learns to read and
gradually develops an interest in books. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The story is told in simple
language so a young reader, especially one struggling with reading,
can sound out the words and learn to read as they realize that
perhaps their problems with reading are not unique to them alone. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The line drawings are sweet and add another dimension to the
story. Young readers will instantly feel a bond with this little girl as
everyone has their own struggles, whether with reading or
something else. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Beautifully and compassionately told by a
masterful writer. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b>📘📘📘📘📘📘📘</b></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zdx8xfA7ue4/YS3M4tKR29I/AAAAAAAAjNQ/ao1YpfWO2r8DbkEhy9GbCY6OHkbhKA6sACLcBGAsYHQ/s443/ReadingtoChildren.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="315" data-original-width="443" height="456" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zdx8xfA7ue4/YS3M4tKR29I/AAAAAAAAjNQ/ao1YpfWO2r8DbkEhy9GbCY6OHkbhKA6sACLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h456/ReadingtoChildren.jpeg" width="640" /></span></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Lorilyn sharing books with children in Kathmandu, Nepal</span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /><b>I remember when I homeschooled my daughters how hard I searched for books to get my daughters excited about reading. With the new school year just beginning and many children lagging behind following a year of Covid challenges, <i><a href="https://bit.ly/LR-BookLove" target="_blank">Book Love</a> </i>will be a hit with school-age kids who struggle with reading. </b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">It's hard to overestimate how important reading is as a lifelong skill. Children develop analytical thinking from reading. Based on what I heard a famous general once say, my motto for <i><a href="https://bit.ly/LR-BookLove" target="_blank">Book Love</a></i> is: <b>Young readers become world leaders.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The pre-order price is 99¢ until September 16. The publication date on Amazon is September 17.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://bit.ly/LR-BookLove" target="_blank"><i>Book Love</i></a> will be available on all book platforms and in bookstores through Ingram. By making it available as a preorder on Amazon, I want to give parents, teachers, and librarians an advanced opportunity to incorporate it into their educational curriculum for this year. Grade level will depend on the child, but I would say first grade (with help) through third grade (independent reader) would be most appropriate.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://bit.ly/LR-BookLove" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzMs6lZ_ww0/YS3Kd0JWQGI/AAAAAAAAjNI/-R8WxWeLh24iNcj6R1YQX9uq8qBR-x_4gCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h640/B.L.Color.jpeg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /><span>I'm also available for personal appearances at schools and homeschooling events in the North-Central Florida area. Please contact me at authorLorilynRoberts@gmail.com to make arrangements. </span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><u>A short blurb from another Readers' Favorite reviewer:</u></span></p><p style="text-align: left;">
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<p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i><a href="https://bit.ly/LR-BookLove" target="_blank">Book Love</a></i> is beautiful inside and out. Roberts uses a
child to teach children the love of books and it works beautifully.
This book is a must for elementary classrooms and libraries. I highly
recommend <a href="https://bit.ly/LR-BookLove" target="_blank"><i>Book Love</i></a> by Lorilyn Roberts if you have a child
wanting to learn to read.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">-Joy Hannabass </span></p>
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</div>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-22583232492530513782021-08-27T22:48:00.020-04:002022-06-07T14:35:24.895-04:00YOU AREN'T IN KANSAS ANYMORE: A CHRISTIAN SATIRE ON THE DEPLORABLE STATE OF AFFAIRS: Christian Blogger Lorilyn Roberts<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_xMNRUwUork/YSmh6p9b2WI/AAAAAAAAjLE/2yowmOLY8ZoS2pgSNUtpc5aOAu2kEI5JgCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_1665934948.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1205" data-original-width="2048" height="235" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_xMNRUwUork/YSmh6p9b2WI/AAAAAAAAjLE/2yowmOLY8ZoS2pgSNUtpc5aOAu2kEI5JgCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h235/shutterstock_1665934948.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">You Aren’t
in Kansas Anymore</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">A Christian Satire
on the Deplorable State of Affairs<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">August
27, 2021<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My Dear
American Patriot,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I know you’re
perplexed about the deplorable state of affairs and what in the world is
happening. I want to reassure you, my friend, you are not in Kansas anymore.
You will never go back to Kansas. Why would you want to go back to that
cesspool when Trump was president, when America was energy independent, when
the economy was thriving, when no one even knew what Critical Race Theory was,
and before the rigged election? After all, we know Biden is our Commander in
Chief. As they said, “Nothing here, move on.”</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Aren’t
you glad nobody has been able to check those Dominion machines? I wouldn’t
allow it—they are under my dominion. We needed everything in place for The New
World Order. It will be even better than the famous novel <i>Brave New World</i>. By the way, I helped Aldous Huxley to write that book.
He wrote it exactly as I instructed him, and look how famous he is.</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFdG6fSYyTU/YSmiajQmNCI/AAAAAAAAjLM/nM-brg70-vIUah2eEnR27jPFpJ-qF-bgACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_1403976239.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFdG6fSYyTU/YSmiajQmNCI/AAAAAAAAjLM/nM-brg70-vIUah2eEnR27jPFpJ-qF-bgACLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/shutterstock_1403976239.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Population
reduction has been going quite well. The blood of the babies offered to Molech gives
me substantial supernatural power. Your utmost care is extremely important, my little
messengers. Keep supporting me at the abortion clinics. I will repay you in
kind on judgment day. Isn’t it nice to be on the winning side? We’ve made
tremendous progress since we got rid of Number 45.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Now to
more important things: Don’t let the troop withdrawal from Afghanistan concern
you. The news media is lying to you about all those casualties. You know how
they lie about everything. They rarely get anything correct, and this is their
biggest blunder yet. Just keep your eyes on me; don’t look up. I control the
powers that be in Washington. You need not concern yourself with matters so
high and lofty.</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Don’t
believe that things are getting better? Think about all the free money you’ve
received since my cat’s paw landed in the office of the presidency. Many of you
haven’t had to pay rent in months. Ah! An extended vacation. You say, ”Keep this gravy train going.” I say, “Let the government take care of you. You
deserve it. Let’s make America great again. After all, the mantra is ‘land of
the free.’ That should include free housing, free health insurance, and free
food.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-toEMxMSMJQs/YSmjBOOkuQI/AAAAAAAAjLU/YKHNJIHaHPsKG4yMs2hMZOcxu_Lo9eL8QCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_1513189949.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-toEMxMSMJQs/YSmjBOOkuQI/AAAAAAAAjLU/YKHNJIHaHPsKG4yMs2hMZOcxu_Lo9eL8QCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/shutterstock_1513189949.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">But back
to the current state of affairs. I know
many of you have been dismayed about forced vaccinations at your job and
vaccine passports, the harbinger of war in the Middle East, and the terrible
plight of illegal, dangerous people crossing the border into the country.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">However,
this is all necessary to discourage believers. We want them to join us. We must
reeducate them about what’s really happening. We need to convince the recalcitrant
that borders are evil. In due time, they will come around. Once they realize
nobody is listening, they will shut up. Christians are like sheep. Eventually,
they do what they are told. That’s what Christians do. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Rest assured,
we are gaining in strength, and we are growing in numbers. The stage is set for
me to send my world leader on the scene, a man of fortresses, who will bring
world peace. Once we kill off a significant portion of the population through
every means at our fingertips, we will be able to rebuild and make the world a
better place.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">In the
meantime, we need to destroy the U.S. Constitution. That document has caused
more damage to the blacks, Latinos, and LGBTQ community than any other document
in the history of humankind. The next presidential election should seal
that deal. I thank my minions who put those secure voting machines in strategic
locations. I expect to have complete dominion over all the countries that are
members of the United Nations after the next U.S. presidential election. My chosen
leader is already here setting up a one-world government. It’s my craftiness,
my cunning, and my persuasion through deception that’s allowed the pieces to
fall into place.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NGElCi2fSCk/YSm70d_nxjI/AAAAAAAAjLk/OvzDFY9dQGoDkZb8CCvWtWDeUkd3fVFEwCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_1727861932.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NGElCi2fSCk/YSm70d_nxjI/AAAAAAAAjLk/OvzDFY9dQGoDkZb8CCvWtWDeUkd3fVFEwCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/shutterstock_1727861932.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">We must
keep up the pressure on climate change. Population control will go a long way
toward reducing carbon emissions, and we must reduce beef consumption. Cows produce
too much flatulence and are a significant producer of the worst kind of
pollution. Just get rid of the cows, which will take care of four percent of
the greenhouse gases worldwide.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">For this
news cycle from my lofty position above the earth, here are my recommendations:<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VFMtJnig5Ec/YSmjgHPKMqI/AAAAAAAAjLc/2Wpz2Rk0YGoQBwxylORb08b7KEs3yUOyACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_1860838507.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VFMtJnig5Ec/YSmjgHPKMqI/AAAAAAAAjLc/2Wpz2Rk0YGoQBwxylORb08b7KEs3yUOyACLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h225/shutterstock_1860838507.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p>
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<p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">1.<span style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span><!--[endif]-->Make
sure you receive the Covid shot. In fact, make sure you receive all the booster
shots that will soon follow. They are for your good. Fear is a good motivator.
Keep scaring those who are resistant into compliance. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">2.<span style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span><!--[endif]-->Follow
all the guidelines from the CDC, NIH, and WHO. You know they have your best
interest at heart. You know they wouldn’t recommend a vaccine that hadn’t undergone
the rigors of proper testing. They would never compromise, would they? After
all, they have no liability if someone dies from Covid, and if they have a
financial interest, it’s not important. Nobody would care. We don’t have to tell
the public about any of the adverse effects from the shot—that might scare
people, and then they wouldn’t get the jab. Mind control is good. We don’t want
to upset the masses. Why disappoint them? Tell them what they want to hear. If
you say it enough times, they will believe you. Everyone hates bad news. Just
give them the good news—the shot works. That’s all you have to say.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">3.<span style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span><!--[endif]-->Make
sure you wear your mask. You wouldn’t want to infect your loved ones, would
you? After all, the death rate is as high as 1% in people who are too old to be
useful citizens. Again, just do the right thing. Wear your mask. Make your
children wear a mask. You want them to be good, compliant citizens just like
you when they grow up. You want to teach them to obey every law passed by Big
Brother because that’s what good citizens do. Be a good role model; never
question anything—that’s bad. Always trust the government. You know they care deeply about you and your family. Trust them with all your heart and lean not on
your own understanding. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">4.<span style="font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span><!--[endif]-->Make
sure you keep an eye on your neighbor, colleague, spouse, and cohort. We need
to make sure everyone does what’s best for the country. If someone does not
follow instructions, you need to report them to the authorities. We need to
cancel those who distort the truth. If someone doesn’t comply, we may need to
take bolder measures, like implementing a social scorecard. I can vouch for the fact
they have been very effective in China to force people into compliance. I’ll
share more about that later. </span></p><p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><a data-link="{{$link}}" style="background: rgb(255, 255, 255); box-sizing: border-box; color: #2795b6; cursor: pointer; font-family: "Noto Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: inherit; outline: none; text-indent: 0px;"></a></p><p class="ctt-font-original" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; direction: ltr; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 38px; margin: 0px auto; padding: 0px; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b>Remember, Big Brother is watching you. Be ready to embrace the new reality that is under construction even as we speak. You aren’t in Kansas anymore.</b></span></p><p class="ctt-font-original" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; direction: ltr; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 38px; margin: 0px auto; padding: 0px; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p>
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by</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Prince of the Air, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Lord
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The Seventh Dimension Series has won over thirty book awards.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-style: normal; text-align: start;">“Time is an illusion until God’s appointed time,” is the major theme based on A.W. Tozer’s quote in The Pursuit of God: “A spiritual kingdom lies all about us, enclosing us, embracing us, altogether within reach of our inner selves, waiting for us to recognize it. God Himself is here waiting our response to His Presence. This eternal world will come alive to us the moment we begin to reckon upon its reality.”</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; text-align: start;" /><span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-style: normal; text-align: start;">The two young protagonists, Shale Snyder, an American, and Daniel Sperling, an Israeli, meet in the seventh dimension—a reality outside of time. Their love for each other is conflicted over their opposing spiritual beliefs that seem irreconcilable.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; text-align: start;" /><span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-style: normal; text-align: start;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-style: normal; text-align: start;">The story covers many years as the young couple matures. The sixth book, The Howling, culminates with Biblical revelations concerning the future, Daniel’s missing father, and a startling surprise.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; text-align: start;" /><span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-style: normal; text-align: start;">Allegory, foreshadowing, and symbolism are woven into the Seventh Dimension Series, and the heroism of the two protagonists is meant to inspire the reader.</span></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-style: normal; text-align: start;"><span style="font-size: large;">Love and forgiveness are virtues that both protagonists must learn. The Seventh Dimension Series begins in Atlanta, Georgia, but quickly moves to Israel. The reader soon finds himself immersed in the first century, and stories from the life of Jesus Christ intersect the story plot outside of time. As the reader progresses through the books, he is exposed to many religions and worldviews, including Judaism, Hinduism, Islam, and Buddhism; and the young couple makes a memorable trip to heaven and hell.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-style: normal; text-align: start;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Many relevant topics are addressed that young adults will have explored in school, among friends, or been exposed to through the media—evolution versus creationism, globalism versus nationalism, socialism versus capitalism, adoption versus abortion, and Christianity versus occultism. Spiritual warfare is a recurring theme, and there are talking animals, special gifts, and much more that I will let the reader discover for himself.</div></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; text-align: start;" /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: start;"><span style="font-size: large;">The protagonists are coming-of-age young adults, taken via supernatural stargates into the violent, unpredictable world of the seventh dimension. While I wrote this series for young adults, all readers will enjoy deeper, profound truths that can only be learned from a life well-lived.</span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; text-align: start;" /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: start;"><span style="font-size: large;">An unexamined life can squander the opportunity to be redeemed. What a waste. My goal is to make the reader think, ask questions, and consider the most important question of all—where will he spend eternity? As noted above, the theme of the Seventh Dimension Series is: “Time is an illusion until God’s appointed time.” You may not have tomorrow. You only have today, this hour, this moment, this second…</span></span></div><p></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><gwmw style="display: none;"></gwmw><gwmw style="display: none;"></gwmw></div><gwmw style="display: none;"></gwmw><gwmw style="display: none;"></gwmw>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-66382111802326999642021-07-22T04:10:00.012-04:002022-06-03T15:42:39.031-04:00PREPARING FOR THE SABOTAGE OF THE INTERNET AND SURVIVAL IN A POST-CHRISTIAN WORLD: FROM CLUELESS TO EXTRA HAM IN SEVEN MONTHS: A Scribe’s Take on Politics and Biblical Prophecy<p> <gwmw style="display: none;"></gwmw></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--I7cnFZFXcA/YPYzti6l14I/AAAAAAAAjAw/JxJsNYQA_JUTwaXJ2XADCFnnHisG-4TigCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_6792.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--I7cnFZFXcA/YPYzti6l14I/AAAAAAAAjAw/JxJsNYQA_JUTwaXJ2XADCFnnHisG-4TigCLcBGAsYHQ/w300-h400/IMG_6792.jpg" title="My Ham Call Sign is KO4LBS" width="300" /></span></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">My Ham Radio Call Sign is KO4LBS<br /> </span></td></tr></tbody></table><div>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br />What would happen if the
Internet was to be taken down by enemy combatants? Or our trusty iPhones were
rendered inoperable by malware? Maybe China pulls a fast one. Or what about
Russia? It seems like everyone wants to blame Russia for everything. Did you notice
Putin’s face when he conversed with Biden at their most recent meeting? What
did his eyes tell you? Putin is not a dummy. Did you hear the audio recording of
someone feeding Biden the answers to questions at the press conference before
being removed from YouTube?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Or maybe it’s not China
or Russia that wants to take us out. Maybe it’s Iran. I’d say several colorful
countries around the world would love to see America brought to its knees.</span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">When I was in
Washington, D.C. on January 6—along with a million Trump supporters who protected
our U.S. Capitol from an attack by Antifa and Black Lives Matter—it was
impossible to access the Internet. That got me thinking, what if...and you
can fill in the blank.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">A conductor orchestrated
the January 6 insurrection, and it wasn’t Trump or Trump supporters. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv1r-KFszf0/YPm_B-JJmNI/AAAAAAAAjCo/hodUpacPltIjpLc8k4PlIHUH4-QZpJsFwCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_5764.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv1r-KFszf0/YPm_B-JJmNI/AAAAAAAAjCo/hodUpacPltIjpLc8k4PlIHUH4-QZpJsFwCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h300/IMG_5764.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The Capitol was broken
into before Trump finished his speech, and it was a 30-minute walk from the
Whitehouse to Capitol Hill. Nobody knew anything had happened because there was
no Internet. I also wondered where the police were. I guess they had better
things to do than worry about an insurrection by people dressed in black
banging on Capitol windows. I’m glad we had some heroes in the Trump crowd to
take down those thugs. We sure didn’t have police.</span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I don’t know what’s
going to happen in the future. I thought Trump would be our next president. I’m
glad I’m not a prophet. I guess I’d be out of a job. No, I’m just a daughter of
the American Revolution witnessing our country go to hell in a handbasket. The
reality is, we are just like all the other nations. The great ones throughout
history have had a limited lifespan of around 200 years. Invading armies either
destroyed them or those countries succumbed to internal collapse because of
moral decay and depravity.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Will we survive as a
nation? I have hope, and it’s rooted in my belief in a gracious, merciful God
who is also a Righteous King. God has not destined His Church (Bride) to wrath.
Therefore, I believe Scripture points to a pre-tribulation rapture. However, Jesus
talked a lot about the “beginning of sorrows” before the Day of the Lord. The
only way America will survive as a nation is if we ask God for forgiveness,
repent of our sins nationally, and forge a new path based on Biblical
principles.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Unless we do that, our
days are numbered. They must be. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure
out the United States is in trouble, and we don’t have a national leader right
now who has the fortitude to stand up to the far left. We had that person in
Trump. But anyone who tries to turn our nation back to what our Founding
Fathers envisioned, based on the Bible, knows they will be canceled. There is
only one thing left to do—destroy our Constitution. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">We no longer have
election integrity. We have a government that is systematically taking away our
freedoms, and Big Brother is increasingly watching every move we make with the help
of artificial intelligence. Scientists frame it in the context of convenience
and innovation. Have you noticed how Siri and Alexa help you to be lazy? These
robotic voices listen to what you say. They make you dependent on them once you
start using them, and they give you the information they want you to trust. It
may or may not be accurate. It’s censored data.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">So, without a repentant
spirit, our nation goes caput. Do you have food stored up? Do you have a water
source you can tap into? Do you have alternative energy available? Could you
live for a while without going to the store for supplies, like toilet paper and
dishwashing soap? </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I think everyone should
own a gun and know how to use it. That was my gift for my birthday last year. I
never thought I would need one. I figured I’d call 911, and the police would
come to my house immediately. That’s what I used to think until I captioned a
news broadcast last year in Orange County, California. Rioters were breaking
into stores, stealing commerce, and in the process destroying buildings. The
police looked on and did nothing.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxFr9HOyP0/YPm73a2Ln2I/AAAAAAAAjCQ/d49aeXUYwgIqjcJPxmuW1KyPPq5wI32bQCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_128139047.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxFr9HOyP0/YPm73a2Ln2I/AAAAAAAAjCQ/d49aeXUYwgIqjcJPxmuW1KyPPq5wI32bQCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h225/shutterstock_128139047.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">We are entering the days
of trials and tribulations spoken of in the Bible. War is coming to the Middle
East, and I believe our freedoms will become more restricted. Christians are
being canceled, and division in families seems the norm now rather than the
exception.</span><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I decided that I needed
another way to stay in touch if the Internet went down or my phone was useless.
Don’t think that can happen? I used to have landlines until they quit working.
AT&T wouldn’t service them. Things you never thought imaginable are
happening. I keep telling myself I can’t be surprised anymore by anything, but
then I am when something happens that seemed unimaginable only a couple of
years ago. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Don’t believe for an instant that Covid is going away. It’s not. In fact, I believe the Covid-19 pandemic is a manufactured event by the pharmaceutical companies and
specifically Fauci at the CDC.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AkVru5dZaA/YPknOYMKP0I/AAAAAAAAjBw/vkRZ12fx0yslBEzv9wpsHWLknrk-F0tDACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_1823488076.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1530" data-original-width="2048" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AkVru5dZaA/YPknOYMKP0I/AAAAAAAAjBw/vkRZ12fx0yslBEzv9wpsHWLknrk-F0tDACLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h299/shutterstock_1823488076.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Pastor Steve Cioccolanti
has made the statement he believes the rider on the white horse mentioned in
the Book of Revelation is Fauci. He said this a year ago. Could he be right?
Time will tell, but I’m not dismissing it. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Doctors and pharma reps wear white. The
Latin word “corona” means crown. This “plandemic” has affected the entire
world, and it’s subjugating people. If you don’t wear a mask, you can’t travel.
The Book of Revelation talks about a mark. Is there any correlation? Again, only
time will tell. But it seems to me like limiting our freedom of movement if we
don’t wear a mask could be a prelude to upcoming events.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">There is only a one-letter
difference in the words “mark” and mask.” The distinguishing “mark” of the future world
leader will be his demand for the worship of his image. To separate those who
will worship him from those who won’t, that identifying mark on the head or
hand will be the symbol to show compliance or martyrdom.</span><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">In the Bible, pharmakeia carried
with it the idea of sorcery, occultism, and black magic. It is in this sense
that Paul used the term in Galatians 5.20 as the word “witchcraft.” In Rev.
9:21 & 18:23 it is translated “sorceries.”<a href="file:///C:/Users/llwro/OneDrive/Desktop/Blogs/From%20Clueless%20to%20Ham%20Extra%20in%20Seven%20Months.edited.docx#_edn1" name="_ednref1" title=""><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><!--[if !supportFootnotes]--><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><b>[i]</b></span></span></a></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I want one thing: I want
freedom. I don’t want someone telling me I have to take a jab that I don’t
want. I don’t want someone listening to my phone conversations or prying into
my personal life through A.I. I don’t want my tweets censored or my Facebook
posts removed by twits who think they know more than I do. Don’t silence me
because you think I’m writing something offensive. Someone died to give me that
right. In fact, thousands of Americans have been killed over the last 200
years, so that we have the freedom to point out the elephant in the room or to
say the emperor has no clothes. If it weren’t so serious, it would be humorous.
But no one is laughing because it’s not funny. It’s scary.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">It begs the question, what can we do? While it
might seem insignificant, the most important thing Christians can do is pray. And
pray some more. God never tires of us communing with Him. And keep looking up,
knowing that the devil is working overtime because he knows his time is short. Satan
will attack anyone who is vulnerable. We must protect ourselves spiritually. We
must claim the name of Jesus to put a wedge between ourselves and the world.
Only then can we be wise. Wisdom comes from God and God alone.</span><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Jesus said, “Behold, I am sending you out like sheep among wolves;
so be wise as serpents, and innocent as doves [have no self-serving agenda]”
Matthew 10:15 (AMP).</span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="clear: right; float: right; font-size: large; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sbfe_gWOX9c/YPknsRAuK7I/AAAAAAAAjB4/KWJ3UdojJPcNumBVr5xbHLFXIu-ZXjoGQCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h300/IMG_6744%2B2.JPG" width="400" /></span><i></i></div><i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">So, what does all of
this have to do with my becoming a ham radio operator? There is a connection. The
simple fact is, I don’t trust our government. I don’t trust any government. I
can now communicate with anyone around the world. <b>There is no way any
government in any country can control all the airwaves because virtually every
country uses them on the planet.</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">It’s one tool in my
arsenal. On a broader scale, we need to think about what we need to survive.
Suppose China took over? Say goodbye to those checks Washington has doled out
over the last eighteen months. Get over it. Our government wants to make us
dependent on them. Be dependent on yourself and not on the government. Almost
always, unless it’s in the context of Biblical grace, whenever someone gives
you something for free, there is a catch.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The folks in Washington have
one agenda: Total control. Why? Because they have sold their souls for greed,
power, perversion—you name it. Dare I say it? Ninety-nine percent of political
pundits care nothing about you or me. They care about their egos. They have
enriched themselves at the expense of the people who pay their exorbitant
salaries through taxes.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Why do you think the
political leaders and the world’s elitists hate Trump so much? Why do you think
90 percent of the media speaks the same narrative? Whatever happened to
divergent opinions that aren’t driven by political insiders? All the major news
outlets in the United States are owned by a handful of companies pushing a
globalist agenda, and globalists want power. They want a one-world government.
It seems like I’ve read that prophetic statement in the most popular book ever
written: The Bible.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">If you don’t believe the
media is lying about Covid-19, about curative treatments, about what happened
in Washington D.C. on “Insurrection Day,” wise up. Ask God to open your eyes.
Pray for yourself, your family, your neighborhood, your city, and your country.
God is on the side of truth. Whose side are you on?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Forgive my ranting, but
somebody needs to rant. If it’s not me, God will call on somebody else to do
it. We need a few people to get voicy about the things that matter to God. Gone
is the time to be agreeable. There is nothing agreeable about socialism or
communism. Big Brother wants to own you.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dbPHb0jFYf8/YPm-dgiNzRI/AAAAAAAAjCg/Kx3ner33AZkuaY-WFkiXn8b83SJPpoXkwCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_709014991.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dbPHb0jFYf8/YPm-dgiNzRI/AAAAAAAAjCg/Kx3ner33AZkuaY-WFkiXn8b83SJPpoXkwCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/shutterstock_709014991.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Make sure you have
several months’ food supply on hand. Have a resource for bartering, like
silver. Purchase the silver that’s referred to as “legal tender.” Don’t rely on
the greenback. Its days are numbered. You can’t continue to print money and dole
it out and expect it to retain any value. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Get your radio
technician’s license and preferably your general radio license so you aren’t
dependent on the Internet for all your information. Whatever information you
get on the web will continue to be censored.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">And those 5-G towers, the
phone company will tell you to upgrade your phone to use them. They will tell
you how awesome 5-G is, like you can use it to control your lights, feed the
dog, wash your dishes, start your coffee—yes, what an amazing world we live in
when we need those props to exist. I
watched a ten-minute video on the virtues of 5-G. If you want to be a lazy
person, then go for it. Let those A.I.s invade your home and take control of
your life. Become a puppet of the strings of convenience. Know that comfort
comes with a price. Big Brother is watching you.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I heard Pastor Billy
Crone make an interesting reference to something Jesus said in the Olivet
Discourse.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Let no one on the
housetop go down to take anything out of the house (Matthew 24:17 NIV).</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vCl0pdc4UV4/YPm9O_tU3NI/AAAAAAAAjCY/bqO2ftsW7XUFedEl_AqARpCMq9KhiDa3ACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_1401723371.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vCl0pdc4UV4/YPm9O_tU3NI/AAAAAAAAjCY/bqO2ftsW7XUFedEl_AqARpCMq9KhiDa3ACLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/shutterstock_1401723371.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">What a strange thing for
Jesus to say. Why not go back to your house? Is there a backdoor to that T.V.
set in your living room, your iPhone, and all those 5-G devices? Could drones
be swirling overhead to take you out? Why would someone be standing on their
housetop anyway? Could it be to scan the sky to see if the government’s drones
are spying on you? That’s what they do in China.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The fact is, you and I
are being watched. Big Brother knows what you are doing all the time. To
take it one step further, with 5-G, there will be no limit to the government’s
control. Medical passports are coming. The government will require you to have
a Covid vaccine to travel. Probably it will be indirect control.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The folks at the top of
the food chain will pass the directive on to companies to implement, like the
airline industry, the cruise lines, and maybe to conduct transactions like buying
a car. Imagine a car that can smell your breath to determine if you’ve taken
the vaccine. No vaccine, your car won’t start. The government needs companies
and A.I to implement their nefarious agenda. None of this is by coincidence.</span><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I’m only scratching the
surface. I could say more. Don’t dither around wondering where to start. Just
get started. You must enter the mindset that you need to prepare yourself for
war. It’s that simple. And remember, China wants our resources. They want
Silicon Valley, our entertainment industry, agricultural lands, and infrastructure.
They don’t want to blow us to bits. They will take us over through stealth and
not with nuclear missiles. Those missiles will land in the Middle
East. The Ezekiel War could happen at any time. Read Ezekiel 38 and 39.
God wrote it three thousand years ago.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Ham radio is a healthy
and simple way to make sure you stay in contact with those you love and with folks
around the world. It’s not hard to learn, and it’s been around a long time. There
are thousands of hams in the United States. And I’m sure other countries have many
as well. Take a class online; I took all three tests for the three radio
licenses online and passed them on the first try. When I began the journey in
January 2021, I didn’t know the first thing about ham radio. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My advice: Avail
yourself of every opportunity to be self-sufficient. You don’t need to be
paranoid. You need to be, as Jesus said, as harmless as doves and as wise as
serpents. Be prepared for the unexpected, and don’t believe everything you
hear. Avail yourself of independent sources for information. Most importantly,
keep looking up. Trust God. He’s got this!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HE7MM9J2tu4/YPm67gbP1RI/AAAAAAAAjCI/czYXBHUwSUs1sUpSg2kFFCfUudRcKH7KQCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_622816532.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HE7MM9J2tu4/YPm67gbP1RI/AAAAAAAAjCI/czYXBHUwSUs1sUpSg2kFFCfUudRcKH7KQCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/shutterstock_622816532.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“So when all these things begin to happen, stand and look up, for
your salvation is near”(Luke 21:28 NLT).</span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">If you don’t remember
anything else I’ve written here, remember this: Jesus is coming soon. Don’t
leave earth without Him.</span></p>
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</div></div>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-80954341071745628632021-06-18T22:42:00.013-04:002022-06-04T21:38:10.025-04:00DR. BRET WEINSTEIN: HOW TO SAVE THE WORLD IN THREE EASY STEPS: A Scribe’s Analysis on Politics and Biblical Prophecy<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihv-B-d2Hyw/YM1d-fANiCI/AAAAAAAAit0/5_06ybsvA9AXbkrCI8EDRiMgUvsnn9-twCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_1622665819%2B%25281%2529.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1143" data-original-width="2048" height="224" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihv-B-d2Hyw/YM1d-fANiCI/AAAAAAAAit0/5_06ybsvA9AXbkrCI8EDRiMgUvsnn9-twCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h224/shutterstock_1622665819%2B%25281%2529.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: center;"><br />PLEASE WATCH BEFORE IT'S CENSORED.</p></blockquote></blockquote>
<iframe allowfullscreen="" height="315" id="lbry-iframe" src="https://odysee.com/$/embed/how-to-save-the-world%2C-in-three-easy/0b5a7934ae07ccfdea7f03bc93f6835dd395ba2d?r=CfUWBfuXzUUuwmdMJxfmrEDE5PM4CjDT" width="560"></iframe><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><p style="background-color: white; border: none; box-sizing: inherit; color: #111111; font-family: Inter, -apple-system, system-ui, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Dr. Robert Malone is the inventor of mRNA Vaccine technology.<br style="border: none; box-sizing: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Mr. Steve Kirsch is a serial entrepreneur who has been researching adverse reactions to COVID vaccines.<br style="border: none; box-sizing: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Dr. Bret Weinstein is an evolutionary biologist.</span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: none; box-sizing: inherit; color: #111111; font-family: Inter, -apple-system, system-ui, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br style="border: none; box-sizing: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Bret talks to Robert and Steve about the pandemic, treatment, and the COVID vaccines.</span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: none; box-sizing: inherit; color: #111111; font-family: Inter, -apple-system, system-ui, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br style="border: none; box-sizing: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Bret’s Twitter: <a href="https://twitter.com/bretweinstein" target="_blank">https://twitter.com/bretweinstein</a></span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: none; box-sizing: inherit; color: #111111; font-family: Inter, -apple-system, system-ui, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: none; box-sizing: inherit; color: #111111; font-family: Inter, -apple-system, system-ui, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Steve’s paper on COVID vaccine reactions:<a class="button button--link button--external-link" href="https://trialsitenews.com/should-you-get-vaccinated/" rel="noopener noreferrer" style="-webkit-user-drag: none; border-radius: var(--border-radius); border: none; box-sizing: inherit; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-weight: var(--font-weight-bold); margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation; transition: color 0.2s ease 0s; white-space: nowrap; word-break: break-all;" target="_blank" title="https://trialsitenews.com/should-you-get-vaccinated/"><span class="button__content" style="align-items: center; border: none; box-sizing: inherit; display: inline; height: 24px; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span class="button__label" dir="auto" style="border: none; box-sizing: inherit; display: inline; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: normal;">https://trialsitenews.com/should-you-get-vaccinated</span></span></a>/</span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: none; box-sizing: inherit; color: #111111; font-family: Inter, -apple-system, system-ui, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: var(--spacing-s); outline: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Steve’s Twitter: <a href="https://twitter.com/stkirsch">https://twitter.com/stkirsch</a></span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: none; box-sizing: inherit; color: #111111; font-family: Inter, -apple-system, system-ui, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: var(--spacing-s); outline: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">COVID-19 Early Treatment Fund: <a class="button button--link button--external-link" href="https://www.treatearly.org/team/steve-kirsch" rel="noopener noreferrer" style="-webkit-user-drag: none; border-radius: var(--border-radius); border: none; box-sizing: inherit; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-weight: var(--font-weight-bold); margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation; transition: color 0.2s ease 0s; white-space: nowrap; word-break: break-all;" target="_blank" title="https://www.treatearly.org/team/steve-kirsch"><span class="button__content" style="align-items: center; border: none; box-sizing: inherit; display: flex; height: 24px; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span class="button__label" dir="auto" style="border: none; box-sizing: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: normal;">https://www.treatearly.org/team/steve-kirsch</span><svg class="icon icon--ExternalLink" fill="none" height="16" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" stroke-width="2" stroke="currentColor" viewbox="0 0 24 24" width="16" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg"><g><path d="M18 13v6a2 2 0 0 1-2 2H5a2 2 0 0 1-2-2V8a2 2 0 0 1 2-2h6"></path><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><line x1="10" x2="21" y1="14" y2="3"></line></g></svg></span></a></span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: none; box-sizing: inherit; color: #111111; font-family: Inter, -apple-system, system-ui, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: var(--spacing-s); outline: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Dr. Malone’s website: </span><span class="button__content" style="align-items: center; border: none; box-sizing: inherit; cursor: pointer; display: flex; height: 24px; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation; transition: color 0.2s ease 0s; white-space: nowrap; word-break: break-all;"><span class="button__label" dir="auto" style="border: none; box-sizing: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: normal;"><a class="button button--link button--external-link" href="https://www.rwmalonemd.com/mrna-vaccine-inventor" rel="noopener noreferrer" style="-webkit-user-drag: none; border-radius: var(--border-radius); border: none; box-sizing: inherit; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-weight: var(--font-weight-bold); margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation; transition: color 0.2s ease 0s; white-space: nowrap; word-break: break-all;" target="_blank" title="https://www.rwmalonemd.com/mrna-vaccine-inventor"><span style="font-size: medium;">https://www.rwmalonemd.com/mrna-vaccine-inventor</span></a></span></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br style="border: none; box-sizing: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Robert’s LinkedIn profile: <a class="button button--link button--external-link" href="https://www.linkedin.com/in/rwmalonemd" rel="noopener noreferrer" style="-webkit-user-drag: none; border-radius: var(--border-radius); border: none; box-sizing: inherit; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-weight: var(--font-weight-bold); margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation; transition: color 0.2s ease 0s; white-space: nowrap; word-break: break-all;" target="_blank" title="https://www.linkedin.com/in/rwmalonemd"><span class="button__content" style="align-items: center; border: none; box-sizing: inherit; display: flex; height: 24px; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span class="button__label" dir="auto" style="border: none; box-sizing: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: normal;">https://www.linkedin.com/in/rwmalonemd</span><svg class="icon icon--ExternalLink" fill="none" height="16" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" stroke-width="2" stroke="currentColor" viewbox="0 0 24 24" width="16" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg"><g><path d="M18 13v6a2 2 0 0 1-2 2H5a2 2 0 0 1-2-2V8a2 2 0 0 1 2-2h6"></path><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><line x1="10" x2="21" y1="14" y2="3"></line></g></svg></span></a><br style="border: none; box-sizing: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Robert’s Twitter: <a href="https://twitter.com/RWMaloneMD" target="_blank">https://twitter.com/RWMaloneMD</a></span><p></p></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-38742458137254885042021-06-05T23:37:00.016-04:002022-06-03T15:50:57.367-04:00BOOK EXCERPT FROM SEVENTH DIMENSION - THE KING: A Young Adult Fantasy, Book 2, by Lorilyn Roberts<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://bit.ly/LR-TheKing" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="482" data-original-width="952" height="203" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XaZQLYtAhTc/YLw_Y5hwoSI/AAAAAAAAiZ4/zQQ7xc2H86M7s1K2jytYgUsVgaR45zYlACLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h203/TheKing2jpegs.png" width="400" /></a></div>\\\<br /><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><div style="background-color: #f9f0f0; box-sizing: border-box; color: #6a2a26; font-family: "Open Sans Regular"; font-size: 17.875px;">ISBN Number 978-0996532235<br /><br /></div><div style="background-color: #f9f0f0; box-sizing: border-box; color: #6a2a26; font-family: "Open Sans Regular"; font-size: 17.875px;">2014 Literary Classics Book Awards Winner for faith-based YA fiction </div><div style="background-color: #f9f0f0; box-sizing: border-box; color: #6a2a26; font-family: "Open Sans Regular"; font-size: 17.875px;"><div style="box-sizing: border-box;">Finalist in the 2014 USA Book Awards for religious fiction</div><div style="box-sizing: border-box;">Winner in 9th Annual National Indie Excellence Awards for spirituality</div><div style="box-sizing: border-box;">Finalist in the 2015 International Book Awards.</div><div style="box-sizing: border-box;">Silver winner in the 2015 Readers' Favorite Book Awards for YA</div><div style="box-sizing: border-box;">Finalist (fifth) in the 2015 Best Indie Book Award for YA fiction</div><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><div style="box-sizing: border-box;"><b style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Open Sans Bold";">After a series of devastating events, Daniel Sperling, a gifted seventeen-year-old Israeli boy, becomes the focus of a wager between good and evil. Marked by one, he travels to first-century Israel and meets a doctor who becomes his mentor.</b></div><div style="box-sizing: border-box;"><b style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Open Sans Bold";"><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /></b></div><div style="box-sizing: border-box;"><b style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Open Sans Bold";">When he unwittingly makes a pact with the devil and the girl he loves is betrothed to another, his life takes a different course, until his eyes are opened. </b></div><div style="box-sizing: border-box;"><b style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Open Sans Bold";"><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /></b></div><div style="box-sizing: border-box;"><b style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Open Sans Bold";">Trapped in the seventh dimension, how far will God go to save him?</b></div></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mr747x84Zh0/YP0D89nucuI/AAAAAAAAjDM/JScsuO9HDKkwi5UPd9cTidFkfpiWnMndgCLcBGAsYHQ/s900/2921.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="900" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mr747x84Zh0/YP0D89nucuI/AAAAAAAAjDM/JScsuO9HDKkwi5UPd9cTidFkfpiWnMndgCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/2921.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="color: black;"><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">EXCERPT FROM </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">CHAPTER ONE </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large; text-indent: 0.4in;">DEATH</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Please, God, don’t let him die!” I cried.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">General Goren’s face turned blue as the medic and nurse rushed
into the room. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The nurse barked orders. “Start chest compressions. One, two,
three, four—” seconds passed. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“No pulse,” the medic said. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">After applying gel, the nurse placed the defibrillator pads on his
bare chest. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“All clear,” she yelled. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">We stepped back and waited.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The heart monitor remained flat. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIJ-R4APdK0/YPY1cNEZDvI/AAAAAAAAjA4/oDIxCHf9C2URCuBHiivMLhsdwYlJJlNPACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_78054850.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIJ-R4APdK0/YPY1cNEZDvI/AAAAAAAAjA4/oDIxCHf9C2URCuBHiivMLhsdwYlJJlNPACLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h300/shutterstock_78054850.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Again,” the medic said.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">On the second attempt, General Goren’s eyes fluttered open. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">A faint hope stirred in the room.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The death cat stood in the doorway. The nursing home mascot had
never been wrong—maybe just this once. I wanted to yell at the cat to go away.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Daniel,” a voice said faintly. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I leaned over and squeezed the General’s hand. “Yes, I am here.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">His eyes met mine. I drew nearer, avoiding the wires leading to
the equipment. His breathing was labored. I was thankful the nurse and medic
didn’t insist I leave. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“There is something I need to tell you,” he said faintly. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I shook my head. “No, save your energy. You don’t need to tell me
now.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“I must,” he pleaded. “You must know.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I glanced at the medic and nurse. He was in no condition to talk.
“Know—what?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">He squeezed my hand reassuringly. “You saved my life at Synagogue
Hall.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“What?” The man must be hallucinating. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The General continued. “May 1948—hospital in Jewish Quarter.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“No. It was someone else. I’m Daniel Sperling, son of Aviv, a
volunteer at the Beth Hillel Nursing Home. I’m seventeen years old.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Let him talk,” said the medic. He lowered his voice, “In case he
dies.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Don’t say that,” I whispered. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The cat stood in the doorway—watching. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">General Goren pulled me closer. “No, Son. It was you. They carried
me in on a stretcher. I had a collapsed lung. The Arabs had burned everything
but the hospital. The flames—cries of children—horrible. Mothers and
fathers—all gone. The children—” he stopped, unable to continue.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I reassured him. “You did the best you could. Everyone did.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">General Goren flinched. “Dr. Laufer and Dr. Riss had a flashlight.
Nurse Tzviah tried—” his voice cracked again. “I told them not to waste any
more time on me, to help the others.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I’d never heard this story. The war hero rarely talked about those
weeks in Jerusalem. Despite his success many years later, he apparently never
forgot that night. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“The reinforcements didn’t arrive in time. We held out as long as
we could.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Forgive yourself.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Tears welled up and he coughed. His eyes stared and the medic
shocked him again.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“We have a heartbeat, a faint one,” the nurse said.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Should I leave so he could save his strength or stay and let him
finish? <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">General Goren said, “I must tell you this before I’m gone.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“I’m listening.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The room became quiet. The only sound was his weak, raspy voice. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“You had a scar on your forehead. You walked over and touched me.
The pain left. I cried out to the nurse—I wanted to know who you were—but you
were gone.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My hero had mistaken me for someone else.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“Thank you for saving my life,” the General said. “I didn’t tell
you before because I didn’t think you would believe me.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I squeezed his hand.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“God has great plans for you. You’re an angel.” The old man
stopped breathing.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">“He’s gone,” said the medic.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">We checked the monitor. The war hero who had survived so many
battles was no longer with us. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I ran out the door, tripping over the cat. I stopped and turned to
face the poor creature. “Sorry,” I muttered. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">His gray eyes stared into space, but the cat’s purrs reached my
ears. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ScAJBofjKmE/YLxj8KzSdyI/AAAAAAAAiaQ/UvPs3fgOZiAUPlVbTjdqrGfNa7poJV96wCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_1142993615.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1370" data-original-width="2048" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ScAJBofjKmE/YLxj8KzSdyI/AAAAAAAAiaQ/UvPs3fgOZiAUPlVbTjdqrGfNa7poJV96wCLcBGAsYHQ/s320/shutterstock_1142993615.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I reached down and picked him up. Stroking his head gently, I leaned over
and kissed him. Couldn’t the blind animal have been wrong just this once?<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 0.4in;"><span style="color: black;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
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Webb, sent me the following email a couple of days after I posted my blog post
of 5/24/2021, “Is It Time to Leave Your Church? Why I left Mine,” and his
insights were so good, I received permission from him to post his words here in
a follow-up post. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">First, let me say my former
church did not like what I wrote. I received this text, “Your blog post was
very hurtful to quite a few people who read it,” and in the same text message,
I was told, “Please do not come to the One Another Group dinner tonight,” which
was the last prayer group meeting until this fall.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">These are my final comments (this
blog post) on leaving Creekside Community Church. I posted the May 24<sup>th</sup>
blog post not to make my church angry, but because many people had asked why I left.
I had been at Creekside for decades, and I didn’t want to have to speak about
it anymore. Just rehashing the events that led to my departure was painful. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">As the days before the Lord’s
return draw near, I believe God will bring new people into our lives, and He
will remove some friends that we always thought would be life-long friends. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I
would urge readers to commit all their relationships to God. The time we have
left might be so short that we should surround ourselves with friends passionate
about sharing their faith with the unsaved. Associate with those who are
unyielding in their commitment to Jesus Christ. Be prepared to lose
friendships. It’s part of the upside-down world now in which we live.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">As Michael Webb says below,
leaving my former church was painful. Lymphedema from my cancer surgery three
years earlier flared up. I was sick in bed for two days running a fever, so I
went to the emergency room. They discovered I had a UTI and put me on antibiotics.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">In the midst of what I can only
describe as a crisis, I cried out to God, “Where should I go to church, Lord?”
We were in the middle of the pandemic, and most churches were closed. It’s not
an easy thing to leave a church you’ve attended for over thirty years and start
new relationships at 65 years old in an unfamiliar church. I felt broken and
alone. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">As I’m crying out to God with
these thoughts racking my brain, God immediately answered, “Kol Simcha.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">God’s swift answer shocked
me: I hadn’t thought about Kol Simcha in decades. However, I knew the
rabbi and his wife who founded it. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">We had met at the Jewish Center at The University of Florida in the early 1990s. I remembered the first time they
came. I had been dancing with the Jewish students for about a year when they
showed up looking for the Jewish dance classes. They had brought their two
young children with them. I had stepped outside momentarily, right as they
approached. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">It was a divine appointment as we made quick introductions. How often
do you run into Christians at a Jewish worship center on a university campus?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Now, thirty years later, we
renewed our friendship. As I started attending, I discovered other friends I’d
lost touch with that are members at Kol Simcha. Some were people I knew not just
superficially but deeply. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Some have asked me questions
about what worship is like in a Messianic congregation, including my mother.
She asked, “Do they believe Jesus is the Messiah?”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I think as we near the Lord’s
return, we will see the convergence of Jews and Christians in worship. True,
undefiled worship is going to become increasingly complex, especially for large
churches. Now I’ve found a passion for Yeshua in the Messianic congregation
unparalleled in the traditional Christian church. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Yes, Messianic congregations do
believe Jesus is the Messiah. For the curious, I will write a follow-up blog
post that will focus on the similarities and the differences between Messianic
congregations and Christian churches. I’m still learning. I will say here, my understanding
of the Old Testament has magnified as I’ve discovered more of the Old Testament
in the New Testament. I am growing in my faith and my love for Yeshua
Hamashiach, and I’m thankful to be surrounded by others who share my passion
and love for the Messiah.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p>
</p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Please read my friend’s email
below. I believe God meant these powerful words not only for me but for other
Christians who find themselves in a similar situation. Take heart. God
has overcome the world and will not leave you or forsake you.</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /><br /><br /></span></p><p><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sn9wwSmgpfk/YKtCDRG2kaI/AAAAAAAAiJM/x-riTMD96HIbaGYgcxt-ZgsQTowrxANngCPcBGAYYCw/s2048/shutterstock_463504718.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1335" data-original-width="2048" height="261" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sn9wwSmgpfk/YKtCDRG2kaI/AAAAAAAAiJM/x-riTMD96HIbaGYgcxt-ZgsQTowrxANngCPcBGAYYCw/w400-h261/shutterstock_463504718.jpg" width="400" /></a></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Morning Lorilyn—</i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> <u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Very powerful!<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>I know it must have cost you a great deal to leave and to post your article.<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>I’m praying for you. (Phil. 6-9)<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> </i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>We are in the season of the Great Falling Away. (2Thess. 2:3)<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> You can’t “fall away” from something you were never part of.<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> So, even though many disagree, large numbers of “Believers” are indeed falling away from Christianity and embracing “another gospel.” (2 Cor. 11:3-4, Gal. 1:5-7).<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> It’s both a troublesome and exciting time, for it is Scripture unfolding before our eyes. (Ezek. 39:21)<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> God is truly winnowing His “church” identifying and separating the sheep from the goats. (Ps. 77:13-14, 78:65-72).<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> He is identifying His Remnant. (Heb. 5:5-11).<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> In days to come there will be much weeping, gnashing of teeth, and tearing of garments as Holy Spirit moves in power across the Earth.<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> We are at the beginning of the birth pangs of Christ’s return (Matt. 24:7-9).<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> God is giving the Faithful an opportunity to draw night to Him in intimacy in preparation for what is racing upon us like a speeding freight train (Heb. 11:6).<u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> There will be persecution for those who remain steadfast (Phil. 3:9-11).<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> Our comfort is that those who persecute us today, we who do not bow to other gods, are of the same spirit as those who persecute(d) Jesus.<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> Stay strong, my friend (Eph. 6:10).<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> God has given you a powerful voice - His Voice - and a platform.<u></u><u></u></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i> Continue to use it wisely as Holy Spirit guides you in all things.</i><u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> <u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Blessings, and shalom,<u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">In Him,<u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Jn. 14:21 <u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> <u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #1f497d;">Michael Jack <span class="il">Webb</span></span><u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #1f497d;">Bestselling and Award-winning Author</span><u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="color: blue;"><a data-saferedirecturl="https://www.google.com/url?q=http://www.michaeljackwebb.com/&source=gmail&ust=1622603700784000&usg=AFQjCNE64KvZBqTfAqVOWXazn18eksDqow" href="http://www.michaeljackwebb.com/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank">http://www.michaeljackwebb.com</a></span><u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #d5334e;">Stories that ignite imaginations & stir souls . . .</span><u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #d5334e;"><a href="mailto:michaeljwebbbooks@gmail.com" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">michaeljwebbbooks@gmail.com</span></a></span></p>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-68554702957229296352021-05-24T02:25:00.011-04:002022-12-11T22:38:57.774-05:00IS IT TIME TO LEAVE YOUR CHURCH? WHY I LEFT MINE: Christian Blogger Lorilyn Roberts<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uom2ZOiaCi0/YKtBzJVTPfI/AAAAAAAAiIs/TxBHzR_DWpgUZ_d1HsOv8mhKfPxlH1d_QCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_588424427.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uom2ZOiaCi0/YKtBzJVTPfI/AAAAAAAAiIs/TxBHzR_DWpgUZ_d1HsOv8mhKfPxlH1d_QCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/shutterstock_588424427.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">If you are like me, your church is your family. It’s
where you go for help, where you go for prayer, where you share your dreams,
where you worship the Lord you love, and where you unite with like-minded
individuals who share your commitment to Jesus Christ.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">When I divorced in 1986, I stayed in Gainesville,
Florida, because I didn’t want to leave my church. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">When I arrived home with my first daughter from
Nepal on May 8, 1994, which happened to be Mother’s Day, my prayer group
greeted me at the airport. One of the church leaders prayed over us. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My church was my primary source of support through
my year-long bout with late-stage breast cancer. To this day, some people in
the church are still some of my dearest friends. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">So, what happened that led me to leave my beloved
church in October 2020? <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPSx1u76CZM/YKtB0g2Z9dI/AAAAAAAAiJM/CS4Dl392KM8wMS8AVAIrok-FQt4-IeYkACPcBGAYYCw/s2048/shutterstock_1146608795.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPSx1u76CZM/YKtB0g2Z9dI/AAAAAAAAiJM/CS4Dl392KM8wMS8AVAIrok-FQt4-IeYkACPcBGAYYCw/w400-h266/shutterstock_1146608795.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">The final betrayal to me was when the church
leadership abandoned the preeminence of the unborn baby in the mother’s womb. If
you aren’t pro-life in every way, then you have left your first love—Jesus
Christ.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I have since learned that some of my closest
friends and cohorts are pro-choice. They won’t come out and say it, but the
truth speaks louder than words when pressed. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">One friend said other issues were as important to
her as the abortion issue, and she wasn’t a one-topic voter. In fact, she had
become a registered Democrat. She hated Trump. A cohort this last week said she
could not talk to me about her position on abortion. She also hated Trump.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">After being shocked by what they said, sadness
filled my heart. I can understand why someone who isn’t a Christian might think
abortion is a viable birth control measure; I can’t understand how a Christian
could ever feel that way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Is it because the evangelical church has become so
compromised, so wishy-washy, so consumed with materialism and losing tithers
that, in essence, they are the end-time Laodicean church? Neither hot nor cold,
they can neither inspire a generation of soul seekers for Christ nor can they
discern the signs of the imminent return of Christ. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I’ve discovered many folks who profess to be
evangelicals have an amillennial view of the reign of Christ. That means they
don’t believe in a literal thousand-year worldwide rule of our Savior as King of kings. </span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">We live in a time of “tribal” warfare, and I
believe this is intentional by God. It’s easy to believe there is safety in
numbers. Surround yourself with liars, and you will become one yourself. I
understood the millennium just from reading the Bible. I had to have someone
interpret amillennialism for me because I could never find it in the Bible.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My former, long-time church in Gainesville, Florida, is filled with doctors, professors, and intellectuals who are much more learned than I am. How easy it is to be intimidated by “teachers” who
are more educated. You believe they know better than you—especially a church
that “worships” knowledge and prides itself on its meticulous study of
Scripture and rightly dividing the Word.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">If you visited my former church, that is what
would impress you—the supremacy given to Bible study and becoming a learned
disciple of Jesus Christ. Of course, there are other good things about my former church, but it’s the lack of living out that faith in accordance with the Scriptures that shattered me.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">What specifically led to my leaving? My former church
refused to post a letter from James Dobson that I wanted to be made available to
the congregants that focused on the differences between the Republican and
Democratic platforms.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">During that same general time, one of the pastors led
a prayer from the pulpit, encouraging the congregation to bend the knee for our
confessed and unconfessed prejudice toward African-Americans. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I sent a blog post to my pastors about the origins
of Black Lives Matter and a video by Pastor Brandon Holthaus at Rock Harbor
Church, in Bakersfield, California, concerning the dangers of Critical Race
Theory. One of the pastors emailed me back, “If I follow this pastor’s thinking
to his logical conclusion, he would call me a useful idiot.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">That same pastor said it was wrong to close our
southern borders to families with children coming here for freedom. We agreed
to disagree. I worked as a court reporter for over twenty years. I believe we
must follow all the laws of this great nation as they are written. We can
change those laws if they aren’t working. We can’t find all those missing people
who have entered our country illegally once they are here. I captioned one of
the hearings on C-Span where they talked about this very thing. Most of them never
show up for their court hearing. That’s why we have so many illegal aliens in
our country.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfSa_muT_sw/YKtCEkBHyJI/AAAAAAAAiJM/ejGkzCETDDYTjWXcycVkutYr3eX_V4o5wCPcBGAYYCw/s2048/shutterstock_331912505.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfSa_muT_sw/YKtCEkBHyJI/AAAAAAAAiJM/ejGkzCETDDYTjWXcycVkutYr3eX_V4o5wCPcBGAYYCw/w400-h266/shutterstock_331912505.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Think about the ramifications—actually, now you
don’t need to. Just watch Fox News and see the consequence of open borders—the
heartbreak, the misery, and the suffering. We will be paying the price forever.
How sad for all those victims—and it was completely avoidable. My former pastor
got what he wanted. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Someone who shall remain anonymous told me that every
elder of my former church voted for Biden except one. How tragic. Years ago,
there was a book for kids titled, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">What
Would Jesus Do?</i> I wonder, would Jesus have voted for Trump? God has allowed
Biden to be our president for a time, but I don’t think he was God’s choice. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">When my former church implemented the
mask mandate, I returned once. After an hour of torture, I realized I could not
sit through a church service wearing a covering over my face and worship the
God I love. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">One of the elders on the board of my former church
is an infectious disease doctor, and he went along with the official treatment narrative
of the CDC. Because he said Remdesivir was the best treatment available,
everybody at church believed him—everybody except me. He also said hydroxychloroquine
was an unacceptable alternative. I knew that wasn’t true.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w1UmAXi2TZY/YKtB4iIsTWI/AAAAAAAAiJE/dUKQSmaMGlU2Y5iLUKcqSESKFNR-kK1VgCPcBGAYYCw/s3060/shutterstock_1881875323.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1028" data-original-width="3060" height="135" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w1UmAXi2TZY/YKtB4iIsTWI/AAAAAAAAiJE/dUKQSmaMGlU2Y5iLUKcqSESKFNR-kK1VgCPcBGAYYCw/w400-h135/shutterstock_1881875323.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">What about the church’s position on Israel? One
member told me she did not believe the promises of God to Israel applied today
and that she supported the Palestinians. Now I think this perversion of truth
permeated the church’s underlying thought. I don’t remember ever praying
corporately for Israel. Based on a sermon one of the pastors gave on the Olivet
Discourse, I asked him afterward if he believed in Replacement Theology. He
asked me what that was. Perhaps he just wanted to make sure he understood my
question. I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I anticipate a rocky road ahead for the Christian
church. Many evangelical leaders, because they hate Trump, have lost, in my
opinion, the ability to lead. John Piper, Max Lucado, Russell Moore, and Tim
Keller are four high-profile Christian leaders whose books I read and pastors/authors
I admired. I gave away all of my books that they wrote, and I had dozens.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I know many people will disagree with me, and I’m
okay with that. I am accountable to God for everything I write and for what I
believe. I fear God—not man. For those who share my deeply-held beliefs, know
you aren’t alone. Just because a doctor, a pastor, or an intellectual tells you
that abortion is acceptable, be a Berean. Search the Scriptures and ask
yourself: How is abortion different from child sacrifice to Baal? We know what
God said about that. What you may not know is that there is power in that blood—and
the Satanists need that power to carry out their demonic purposes. We are
waging a battle for the souls of humankind—people that God sent His Son to die
for. </span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Satan hates all human life, and babies in the womb are an easy target
because they are defenseless. Too many have closed their ears to their helpless
cries and hardened their hearts to the truth.</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">
</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">The babies’ organs are harvested—harvested while they are still living. Imagine
having your limbs pulled off and your organs removed while you are still alive.
And you want to tell me you can’t stand up for the unborn child? Anyone who
voted for Biden or who calls himself pro-choice will have to answer to God.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I have now officially joined a Messianic
congregation, Kol Simcha, in Gainesville, Florida. I am growing once again in
my faith and am thankful to be part of a dynamic pro-family, pro-Israel,
pro-freedom church that loves the Jewish Messiah, Yeshua Hamashiach. I feel a
soul connection and find peace and serenity with other believers who are
waiting expectantly for our Savior’s return. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Amid a world turned upside-down, where evil is
called good and good is called evil, I’m thankful to unite with others who
share my heart for God. I believe no matter what comes, I am safe. I am where I
need to be.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">If you are unhappy with your church, ask God to
lead you somewhere else. Don’t stay in a compromised church. While I believe
revival is coming, I also think persecution is coming. </span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sn9wwSmgpfk/YKtCDRG2kaI/AAAAAAAAiJM/x-riTMD96HIbaGYgcxt-ZgsQTowrxANngCPcBGAYYCw/s2048/shutterstock_463504718.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1335" data-original-width="2048" height="261" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sn9wwSmgpfk/YKtCDRG2kaI/AAAAAAAAiJM/x-riTMD96HIbaGYgcxt-ZgsQTowrxANngCPcBGAYYCw/w400-h261/shutterstock_463504718.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">If the government can
mandate a young child to wear a mask, shut down churches, and lie to you, it
will have no qualms asking YOU to take the “mark of the beast.” It’s only a
matter of time.</span></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Get ready now to fight the greatest battle you’ve
ever fought. If you aren’t willing to live for Jesus Christ, you will never be
willing to die for Him.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></p><gwmw style="display: none;"></gwmw>Lorilyn Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397365249052526720noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2068701701529803799.post-88121710772451237412021-05-09T05:07:00.011-04:002022-06-03T17:51:29.366-04:00FREE FOR MOTHER'S DAY: Children of Dreams - An Adoption Memoir <table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="main-width" style="border-collapse: collapse; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 24px; table-layout: fixed; text-indent: 0px; text-size-adjust: auto; width: 630px;"><tbody><tr><td align="center" class="layout" style="padding: 15px 5px;" valign="top"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb4UyBxIVzFwnvymEksmST2fM7m3t-CyIZ5JHIWEaoeanfZOXQB39tnBOMkE0sRByfgTHVgh1MonIYd6GPmLPIUQ8ti6GRNnpHd2REQmuZDHL4H-VUqAc8Y1uvCOl-QgVj9JiP8WuTa3vPludgywVRsQdZ7aU9UlEatfRahZJjTQWP2iFELXhKg1l1gg/s4000/DSC05992.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; 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<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/AB030ddf0gM" title="YouTube video player" width="700"></iframe><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Enjoy this twelve-minute video I put together as part of a special event of Writer's Alliance of Gainesville. I read a short excerpt from my newest book <i>Tails and Purrs for the Heart and Soul</i> and more. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://bit.ly/TAILS_AUDIBLE" target="_blank"><b>To purchase <i>Tails and Purrs</i> as an audiobook, click here.</b></a></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Tails-Purrs-Heart-Lorilyn-Roberts-ebook/dp/B08K39P352/ref=" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="900" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58EY-yq-YxE/YHpajID616I/AAAAAAAAhrc/288KvBc_mTYY-O4pYLohb_RbVex1PedlwCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h266/TAILANDPURRS%2B11243.gif" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hYGZj6Si6FQ/YGQVkgkWO3I/AAAAAAAAhLw/1jS4Vm3IWTMD1VJKyPaZV2nhcCoHERfVQCLcBGAsYHQ/s1200/TheCASTLE_SQCover.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hYGZj6Si6FQ/YGQVkgkWO3I/AAAAAAAAhLw/1jS4Vm3IWTMD1VJKyPaZV2nhcCoHERfVQCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h400/TheCASTLE_SQCover.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p> </p><blockquote class="twitter-tweet"><p dir="ltr" lang="en"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Seventh Dimension - The Castle, A Young Adult Fantasy, Book 3 in Seventh Dimension Series by User 641217954 via <a href="https://twitter.com/hashtag/soundcloud?src=hash&ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">#soundcloud</a> <a href="https://t.co/ErqG4o4ABE">https://t.co/ErqG4o4ABE</a></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">— LorilynRoberts (@LorilynRoberts) <a href="https://twitter.com/LorilynRoberts/status/1377138795724689414?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">March 31, 2021</a></span></blockquote><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I felt very blessed to have <a href="https://www.acx.com/narrator?p=AONUMTT69ZXKF" target="_blank">Matthew Newbold</a> narrate <i>Seventh Dimension - The Castle</i>, the third book in the <i>Seventh Dimension Series</i>. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVfjJYY9j2U/YGQV3trVRUI/AAAAAAAAhL4/Q_ucetlObdAF34hE1ECZmWKny_ohJuKtACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/shutterstock_1287805768.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1631" data-original-width="2048" height="319" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVfjJYY9j2U/YGQV3trVRUI/AAAAAAAAhL4/Q_ucetlObdAF34hE1ECZmWKny_ohJuKtACLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h319/shutterstock_1287805768.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Most of the book focuses on the passion week of Christ. During this season of Passover and Easter, <i>The Castle</i> will give you a new perspective into what our Lord and Savior went through as seen through the eyes of a teenage Jewish boy from Israel when he is transported back in time to 33 A.D. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">While it's helpful to have read or listened to the first two books in the <i>Seventh Dimension Series</i>, I wrote the series in such a way that after the first couple of chapters, the reader will grasp the essentials and be swept along in a historic narrative that is timeless and based completely on Scripture.</span></p><p><a href="https://bit.ly/LR_Audible_TheCastle" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">To purchase from Audible, click here.</span></a></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="http://bit.ly/IO-TheCastle" target="_blank">To purchase from online electronic/print book websites, click here.</a></span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5EUemKyzlA/YGQWp5ood_I/AAAAAAAAhMA/TlzFk80NGI4q8bwOluOwdSNbx5GWI-nPwCLcBGAsYHQ/s2545/shutterstock_1032130249.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img adlesse_been_here="true" border="0" data-original-height="1235" data-original-width="2545" height="194" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5EUemKyzlA/YGQWp5ood_I/AAAAAAAAhMA/TlzFk80NGI4q8bwOluOwdSNbx5GWI-nPwCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h194/shutterstock_1032130249.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><br /></p> <script async="" charset="utf-8" src="https://platform.twitter.com/widgets.js"></script><gdiv id="ginger-floatingG-container" style="left: 0px; position: absolute; top: 0px;"><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG ginger-floatingG-closed" style="display: none;"><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-disabled-main"><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-bar-tool-tooltip">Enable Ginger</gdiv></gdiv><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-offline-main"><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-bar-tool-tooltip"><em>Cannot connect to Ginger</em> Check your internet connection<br /> or reload the browser</gdiv></gdiv><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-enabled-main"><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-bar"><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-bar-tool ginger-floatingG-bar-tool-disable"><ga></ga><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-bar-tool-tooltip">Disable in this text field</gdiv></gdiv><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-bar-tool"><ga class="ginger-floatingG-bar-tool-edit">Edit</ga><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-bar-tool-tooltip">Edit in Ginger</gdiv></gdiv><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-bar-tool ginger-floatingG-bar-tool-mistakes"><ga><span class="ginger-floatingG-bar-tool-mistakes-count"></span></ga><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-bar-tool-tooltip">Edit in Ginger</gdiv></gdiv></gdiv></gdiv><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-contentPopup"><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-contentPopup-wrap"><ga class="ginger-floatingG-contentPopup-close">×</ga><gdiv class="ginger-floatingG-contentPopup-frame"><iframe scrolling="no"></iframe></gdiv></gdiv></gdiv></gdiv></gdiv>
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