THURSDAY THOUGHTS. Over the last 2 and a half years I have been researching, reading and studying about one world religion. If today's churches are ecumenically friendly, they will fly with success dragging their newest victims behind them into a destructive arena where many are already there to greet them with a handshake and warm embrace.
All is welcomed and there are no rules. Just come, be accepted and here's the kool-aid. Drink it and be deceived, but in a happy way. Choose the flavor you want....it all goes down the same way. Tasty.
Years ago I guzzled the kool-aid as if I were parched and ate the attractive desserts covered with thick frosting that covered the moldy contents waiting to be devoured before examining whose treat it was. Easy to swallow and not difficult to digest once it got in my system. In my efforts to stay out of a CULT I went head on directly into one. The CULTure I willingly went into was attractive to me because I wanted more POWER so I wouldn't get hurt, wanted an easy way to get rich quick and wanted mentored by others that I thought were exceptional spiritual leaders.
In reality after the dust settled, I was made aware that the highly admired leaders were wolves in sheep's clothing. They wore their sheep's clothing ever so well.
It was like someone punched me in my gut when I started having my eyes opened to all the deception that had been handed to me on a silver platter. I had willingly allowed myself to be deceived. I physically got ill to my stomach when I was educated on the way it is. The agenda is out in the open and presented to the public in such a way that it appears as the truth, but isn't.
It has been a very different ride as I discover what I had taken as God's truth, but really was a satanic deception. Doctrines of demons? Something like that. There was a strong delusion that I was willing to entertain. It wasn't until I truly got hungry for God's truth that He began to show me the way. I went looking for evidence.
A little here and a little there. I will have to talk about this in a deliberately slow way as to not get overwhelmed. When I put my thoughts in print, it takes some time to do so.
Unbelievably, I had THOUGHT that I was already set free from the word of faith movement years ago to finding out that I was still involved in it through conventionally conservative churches, denominational as well as non-denominational with resources linking to word of faith teachers and Luciferian doctrine.
I had swallowed the medicine sort of speak and was still receiving doses of wrong doctrine that have infiltrated many churches I believed were doing this Christian thing right.
There's a strong dose of never receiving Christ as saviour. Being told you're a child of God without the born again experience. Conveniently leaving Christ out of the picture. Anything goes and you don't have to.
Others may MENTION receiving Jesus as Lord then hand you a Bible translation that leaves out the born again scripture through Jesus or have removed scripture pertaining to Jesus being deity.
They may go as far as to tell you to go back to the church you're attending already though it serves up wrong doctrine to where you will be in bondage to work teachings.
I'll stop here for now on this and switch gears to doing the laundry.
Wash me white as snow, Lord.
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There's a paper pile in a basket that I must tend to today. It hasn't gone unnoticed. Just waiting for THURSDAY to tend to it. Today's the day.
Yesterday, I mustard upped the courage to take my wedding dress out of the beautiful golden keepsake box. Broke a thumb nail in a odd place that slowed me down. The box is sealed so strongly that I couldn't get the open flaps to budge. I'll try again tonight when Mr. Husband can assist me with handling the oversized box. There's a viewing window on the front of this nice box, but I want to actually take the dress out and look it over. If it is shrunk I will sigh and be saddened, but will have to convince myself that I should be contented to still have the garment.
Going through the fire recovery items is time consuming. Gotta be done. This is my 2017 assignment.
Making plans for what to get done and for what I hope we can get done. It's going to take a while to get caught up on laundry as I wash additional items that were returned to us 5 months after the house fire. 5 months. Now that's quite a lengthy amount of time to not have socks and underwear to wear if you were waiting on items to be returned. grins.
Fortunately we have replaced some of our undies and are doing just fine in the underwear department.
Not sure if I'll get to this today, but have unused material that I will have to wash. It came back hanging on wire hangers under dry cleaner plastic bags. Uncovering the fabric, finding the ID tag attached and cutting it off then taking material off hangers, and placing in laundry pile takes a little time to do.
The fabric has a slight chemical smell that I'd feel better about if it weren't there.
It is easy enough to place items in washing machine then dryer. Easy enough. Then will neatly fold or roll and place in a storage box for future projects.
That's the plan and I had better stick to it,
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