Tag : america
Tag : america
*A blog written by a character who appears in the novel The Wayfarers: Revised Edition. Read the book in Kindle or paperback, and you’ll discover who he his.
We longed for crackling fires below the hearth in which to kneel before to warm our hands. We could almost hear the sound of Ode to Joy being played on the violin by a beautiful young lady so dearly loved by one of us.
Christmas is the celebration of the birth of our Lord. We didn’t know in fact what time of year He was born, but as always we celebrated it during December. But, this December will be emblazoned on our hearts and souls for eternity.
While we walked we prayed and dreamed. America had been critically wounded, and those in power who could have held up a shield of protection chose not to. No, they let it come to be the fulfillment of evil, lustful desires. But, it was no surprise as this would further accelerate the fulfillment of written Revelation. Yes, it came and many – too many – were forced to change.
We walked because we were led to. We walked with a man who wore an orange hat; a man who was led to lead. He was nobody special, but he was convicted, and you could say that he was directed. This man had already walked a long, long way before we joined him. What amazing stamina this man possessed!
I carried a battery-powered radio, and the reception and programming was unpredictable, because those who refused to stand in the gap and protect our freedom of speech instead took control of the airwaves. Still, we listened to what was allowed to be broadcast, and we heard Stille Nacht by Mannheim Steamroller. It touched the convicted man who led us in a manner like we’d not seen in our individual lives, and we were likewise affected. We had never known someone so profoundly affected by music. You could say that we were changed by it…
Yes, citizens, we were cold as our feet crunched through the snow down the westward path. It was a relief to be out of the tunnel and we learned never to veer from the path again. There were other paths that led into the brush, but they were traps that would leave us vulnerable to the creatures that followed a master who resembled all at once a man, a bat, and a Doberman Pinscher. It was protection from that beast that required the blood to be shed and then accepted by those who would believe the Word.
We were freezing and tired. It was a cold December night and man, like I said, we were bone tired. We dreamed of cabins, cookies, coffee, and Christmas trees. We only wanted to be home, safe and warm. Would our prayers be answered? Could our dreams came true?
…the story that takes place in The Wayfarers end times fiction trilogy may appear more relevant.
The Wayfarers tale is staged in late 2009 and early 2010. But, for all intents and purposes – the story could unfold this year. The Wayfarers fictional world of 2009-2010 was perched upon a slippery and harrowing precipice. Today’s non-fictional world – and namely America – is standing and staggering like an obese, over-indulged drunkard. This metaphorical drunkard has lost it’s spiritual and moral compass through the rampant consumption of cultural firewater; while diabolically evil elites who possess immense wealth, incalculable lucidity and keen sobriety keep buying the rounds. In its stupor, the drunkard has left the storm doors open to allow in a host of supernatural vandals to ransack, pillage, and plunder.
In The Wayfarers trilogy you can read about America’s worst day – in a fictional setting of course – but it is a setting that could nonetheless become factional. End times events are like dominoes and once they start to fall there is nothing any human being can do to stem a frightful chain reaction. Those end times dominoes are falling in the factional 2012 but as of today, someone or something is slowing the speed of the tumble – but for how much longer?
God is real – and He walked this earth through His son Jesus – who is fully God and was for a time fully man. Satan the angel cast out of Heaven is also real, and he and his demonic hoard walked the earth as the Wayfarers walked in 2009 and 2010 and he prowls about in 2012 hungrier than ever – seeking whomever he may devour.
Hope is likewise real; and it is from God that hope springs eternal. There was a pitched spiritual battle that took place in the Wayfarers’ America and world of 2009 and 2010 – and it is without question being waged in 2012 with all manner of supernatural weaponry that would be the envy of Pentagon war planners…
Miracles can and do happen, and for God to perform they are merely a simple task. The Wayfarers journeyed through a hostile, supernatural war zone that spilled into the Natural as it is spilling in 2012 – but they journeyed on because they had to and wanted to; and maybe it took a few miracles to keep the survivors intact?
Those who journeyed as wayfarers saw things that as the author I too have seen and those injuries have left scars. Still – and more importantly – they saw things that I pray to see…and I am buoyed by the hope and knowledge that I will. Whether it’s America’s worst day or your worst day please remember…
…no matter how hard it is, or how hard it gets – don’t ever, ever, ever, lose hope.
God bless you,
The world today may seem hopeless if you pay attention to current events. The U.S. economy is deteriorating while a silver-tongued President tells lies and claims that it is improving. Gasoline prices are painfully high, and looming Middle Eastern war will certainly drive them higher – if not seriously reduce or eliminate the availability of gasoline and home heating oil. As a society we are becoming increasingly base and Godless; wrapped up in mindless, salacious television and living in the fantasy world of computer games. We are losing our ability to enunciate simple words and communicate face to face. It seems that now we best communicate through text message acronyms.
The earth will be spared imminent apocalypse – despite what the Mayan calender indicates – but the end of the world as we know it is near. But no matter how hard it is, or how hard it gets, don’t ever lose hope. It’s that very hope that is the recurring theme throughout The Wayfarers fiction trilogy…
The Wayfarers trilogy is a story written about the times we are living through today, and more so about what is likely to come. You will be taken on a journey with remarkable and memorable characters down a rugged road through a tumultuous time; a time that you may not survive. The fictional cataclysmic events that transpire on that path along and through the Wayfarers America are actually taking shape while you read this blog today, and could be flushed out in your version of reality at any moment. What was written as fiction may well morph into faction, but despite the gut-wrenching nature of tale, you may finish Jacob’s Trouble – the finale of the trilogy – with a smile on your face and a tear in your eye.
Remember, no matter how hard it is, or how hard it gets, don’t ever lose hope…
Feelings, nothing more than feelings is the opening line to the sentimental soft-rock tearjerker Feelings released by one hit wonder Morris Albert in 1975. The 45 RPM single was a smash hit, reaching #6 on the Billboard Top 40 charts that year.
Many of us are having “feelings” in the first month of 2012 – but they are not the amorous feelings of love that are lyrically lamented in Morris’ tune that became a popular high school prom theme song and pop music standard.
There are feelings of dropping supernatural barometric pressure. A high level of sensitivity is not required to feel the vibration of upheaval and change. If you watch the world today, you need not be a prophet like Isaiah or Ezekiel to see the rising of the angry tide, gathering storm clouds, spreading red-orange flame, and rolling black smoke. This is not the natural manifestation of a moody, menstrual Gaia Earth Mother or Al Gore global warming gobbledygook. What is being felt by those who have eyes to see is not worldly and natural but “Supernatural” – much as the D.C. Talk album and single of that name from 1998.
Don’t believe in rosy outcomes if Iran talks to leaders of the western world regarding their nuclear program. Sure, it feels good to the western world to have these types of conversations, but it is all in vain. It is after all nothing more than feelings.
Republicans, Conservatives, and Tea Party members feel passion and excitement about the 2012 Presidential election: “Romney is the man!” “Gingrich is the man!” “Santorum will save us!” are the battle cries, with the expletives deleted by this writer. Without a doubt, this passion and excitement feels good, but it too is nothing more than feelings. The world is morphing into a singular system, and America will be drawn in despite the will of the people who stand against it. And when it comes to feelings, the election has already been decided and the candidate who will best accelerate – through whatever means necessary – America’s sluggish move to global government will be president in 2013; whether it is a Republican or Democrat.
Love your children and prepare them for hardship; knowing that the challenge is to preserve their innocence for as long as possible. We who have feelings have felt this since the dawn of the Twenty-First Century a mere 11 years ago; the intensified feelings of upheaval and change that are being manifested in the natural world more frequently.
Love the Lord God with all your mind, soul, and strength. Love your spouses and your children and die for them if it’s required to save their lives. Love your neighbors and share with them your provisions if it becomes necessary.
We’ve been on a slow train for a number of years; and that ride has been a blessing and a luxury. The sensation that we’re moving quickly now is More Than a Feeling.