It’s December and not yet Christmas, but I’m calling it for 2022. Here's my recap of the year and then some.
I look around at the Christmas décor in our house and feel a twinge of sadness that it’s all going away after Sunday, just four days from this writing. That said, Christmas feels a lot more special this year. I’m fussin’ and cussin’ my way through the badly charted Christmas music I’m playing for my church worship team, but at least these songs aren’t on streaming or CD. I’m playing them live before fellow believers. That is a most commendable Philippians 4:8 thing of good report.
My wife and I have put aside the secular and commercial aspects of Christmas and brought our focus entirely on the birth of Jesus and the renewal of hope in a degenerate and dying world squirming beneath the heel of its most ancient enemy. It should be the least of my satisfactions, but knowing that my worship and joy in salvation enrages the acolytes of this most ancient enemy—who seeks only our prolonged misery and excruciating deaths—well, it’s a big draw for this old reprobate. I know I need to lay my desires for vengeance at the cross, but they are difficult to surrender. I’ve seen too much of the Enemy’s work. I’ve seen the sadistic glee his acolytes take in it. Love these enemies, Lord? I will need Your help with this. To say the least….
We’re coming to the end of Year 3 of the pre-Tribulation. Technically speaking, the New Year’s Day of capital-E Evil’s assertion of authority on Earth is 11 March, as it was on that day in 2020 that the mass lockdowns across the USA and the world, signifying the Great Global Wuhan Flu/Coronavirus/ COVID-19 Terror Hoax had begun. Everything anyone remembers about that annus horribilis is after that date.
Once more, with feeling, we remember the elderly parents separated from their adult children in nursing homes and hospitals and left to die alone; the younger children kept home from school, the students who lost scholarships, all those mean-spirited mask and vaccine mandates and the bug-eyed, hysterical little goblins who enthusiastically enforced them, then sending children back to school wearing those stupid, useless masks, their desks separated by sheets of Plexiglass…in all my years of memories, from the late 1960s until now, I can’t think of a darker, more awful year. Late 2001 and all of 2002, with their media-stoked post 9/11 paranoia and USA PATRIOT Act tyranny, etc., come a distant second.
In these closing days of 2022 people are wearing masks outdoors and alone inside their cars. All the memes making fun of such shamefully silly behavior has not made an impression on these people. “Died of suddenly” became a punchline this year as various athletes around the world have been falling over dead on their pitches in alarming numbers, but people still go into the vaccination buses the state still sends around. I saw one as recently as last week.
It’s bad enough the COVID terror is still in full effect among too many people. It’s worse that the powers that be can and just might declare another fake pandemic emergency and wreck supply chains , destroy businesses, etc., as they have done since 11 March 2020. The absolute worst is still down the road, as an untold number of people with compromised immune systems and injured hearts begin falling over.
Then comes the absolute worst of the worst as the great majority of people accept these deaths as part of the background noise of living.
The suspicious matter of bird flu killing off chickens and food processing plants catching catastrophic fires that shut them down permanently is another matter. It’s bad enough resurgent (after 40 years!) inflation makes food nigh unaffordable. Now the powers that be want to make food downright scarce. I’ll say it again: you either smell the brimstone here or you don’t. This is absolute spite at work.
Of course, people who like to think of themselves as rational and above metaphysical considerations will deny evil exists outright. It’s just “choices” or something like that. I know what I’ve seen. I’m one of those crazy types who believe that the Great COVID-19 Terror Hoax was prosecuted as punishment against all of us Great Unwashed who had the temerity to be happy during the Trump administration. The intensity of the destruction wrought upon Western society was nothing short of vengeful. The intensity of the destruction being wrought right now is starting to look like a right tantrum.
As for what’s being done to our very children, where does one begin? One of the few good things that came from the COVID-19 Terror Hoax lockdown was the noticing of some parents just what awful trash was being dumped on their children via online learning. Not that the propagandizing has stopped, but at least some people are aware. I’ll close this section up by saying that if you can’t see anything outright Satanic in sexualizing children, confusing them in regards to their natural orientation, then consenting to puberty blockers and irreversible surgeries, we have nothing to talk about. I’m seeing too many things that were absolutely unthinkable in the last century and then some. It’s as if a seal of the apocalypse has been broken. Certainly the next best thing.
I’d thought of filling up my post count with memes collected over this last year. Hey, remember when Biden advertised free crack pipes—excuse me, “safe smoking kits”—in time for Black History Month? Good times. But this has been in the news the last seven days:
My thoughts are, no smart person bought into the official lies told in regards to the 1963 assassination of President John F. Kennedy. I’ve always leaned towards the FBI hiring out mobster Meyer Lansky to do the job. So it was the CIA after all? Well, they sure didn’t stop it. And, of course, no one cares. It’s ancient history. The same smart people have long since known that the three-letter alphabet agencies are nothing more than a better armed and similarly ruthless Soviet KGB for the Land of the Free.
I can’t imagine any reason to release this at all except to further demoralize the genuinely awake who have known of the U.S. government’s penchant for lying since the Whiskey Rebellion. “Nyah-nyah, no one will ever answer for this! This was never your country, you stupid cattle. Ha!”
Our borders are wide open now. They were never all that secure, but now thousands of Third World invaders are pouring in every day. We already have millions of Third World invaders spread out among our cities and now the powers that be, who really hate us more self-sufficient rural types, are making sure some of those violent, parasitic savages will be shipped out to live among us in the country. This is going on in every Western nation, by the way. They call the invaders of Europe “climate refugees” but it’s the same destructive intent by the same people ruling us.
The most interesting bit of news to go out on mass media was the unpersoning/ “canceling” of a popular hip-hop personality for noticing along whose micro-minority demographic is wildly overrepresented in all of the major global institutions. And just right there, I’ve written enough to get me canceled, were I on anyone’s radar. “To find out who rules over you, utter its name and behold the pained howling of the demons as they bring their collective Satanic wrath down upon you.” Something like that. “Crimes of Noticing” are no joke. They are very real crimes, with most severe punishments.
They dare insist we see them as oppressed, too. Utter “Christ Jesus is Lord and Messiah” in front of them and behold their fight-or-flight reaction for yourself. You’ll understand where most of the modern vampire mythos came from. Check out the Gospel of John, Chapters 5 through 8. Jesus recognized these people on sight. He thought enough of them to make two mentions in His Revelation to the Apostle John, namely Chapter 2, verse 9, and Chapter 3, verse 9.
It’s a backwards way of coming into my faith, but one of the things that impresses most upon me of the irrefutable authenticity of Lord Christ Jesus, Son of God, is the gibbering hatred this tribe holds towards this supposedly long-dead historical figure. Two thousand years later and they can’t stand to hear the Christ in “Merry Christmas.” Talk about the power of the Name! I never understood that until I realized the so-called “War on Christmas” was always a War on Christians. They hate us. They truly, madly, deeply hate us.
Most of all, they hate the Christ. Something about Him really rubs them the wrong way.
It’s impossible for most people to wrap their heads around, but there it is. You either smell the brimstone or you don’t.
As Christians, we’re sometimes fortunate to be reminded that Love, real Love, not unnatural worldly lust, wins. That said, we are not voting our way out of anything. Nothing is getting better and the best course of action is to prepare for things getting worse. I confess an exasperation with people who think the re-election of Donald Trump will solve anything. They forget he was not in charge of a damned thing his last year in office. They forget that everyone around him finked out on him in the three years prior, that very little of Trump wanted done got done because the Deep State was insubordinate. As has been repeatedly noted before by people much smarter than I am, Donald Trump’s greatest value in history is his inflammatory presence inflaming and revealing the Deep State. An unelected and decidedly hostile Deep State, at that.
All this said, the hope we take from the birth of the Son of God among us will last well beyond that time I take the last box of Christmas décor into the attic. I’m called a Nazi by authoritarians who delight in making up (and vigorously enforcing) rules as they go, I’m called a bigot by people who hate me for my faith and ethnicity. The Books of Isaiah and Romans painted a most recognizable picture of this upside-down world we’re living in. I should know enough off the top of my head to spit out the relevant passages, chapter and verse.
That, of course, is a goal. Also, to make good on eschewing even the Web sites I am more or less simpatico with. I’ve been bad about that last one. It’s past time I got my Philippians 4:8 on, and chucked the rest.
I’m crazy for believing what I believe? We live in a world in which murdering children in the womb by way of chasing a career or living “free” is considered sacramental. Men in dresses are women, and no further protest in favor of observable reality is permitted. Teenage girls are having their breasts removed because demonic creeps convinced them they’re really boys. You believe you have an actual voice in things when you’ve never dared to think to use your voice other than to amplify what you saw in the media. We live in a country that’s abandoned defense of its southern border on purpose. You’ll get canceled for a racist if you bring that up.
It’ll only get worse for people like me who believe Christ Jesus is Lord of Lords, King of Kings, the only Son of God Who died and was resurrected for the remission of my sins. Hey, did you know what “Amen” really means? It means, “So be it.”
Amen, it is, then. The Lord knows and will deliver His own.
Amen.
