WORSHIPFUL!!! NEAR!!!

Consent.  Beware . . . consent.  Why do they/he always present--whether coded or not--their ill plan ahead of time?  They/he . . . always reveal an intent. . . .  Because YOU must consent.  He (the evil one) has no power, but what is given, what is consented to.  God gives it to him, for His purpose . . . then he (the wicked one) would (arrogantly) grant it to you--that is, grant you the opportunity to CONSENT, to join, should you choose . . . in evil, in rebellion, in lies. . . .

The Rebel's methods are to surround and suffocate and to so thoroughly engulf you within and without, such that consenting seems to be the only way out, to maintain, or better yet, "advance". . . .

Threats . . . intimidation . . . trickery . . . temptation . . . allures to pride. . . . Whatever and all means are used . . . to create such a noise and fog, that you cannot see The Way.

The Way . . . is The Truth.

Beware consent.  Beware being led astray by any number of seductions--be they physical or mental or heart-worn or transcendental. . . . The trickster tempter will come . . . always . . . in all ways . . . seeking this or that consent . . . in his designs.  He will lie and come portending the end of your suffering--a false saviour. . . . He plays upon your pain, your suffering and would have it that you calumny God, shaking a fist and cursing The Father. . . .

And induce envy--envying those who he has already subverted, and thus, they being quickly rewarded and glittering, will be shown to your face such that envy, jealousy ensue.  Which they will.  A pang of covetousness will strike. . . . Jealousy . . . envy. . . . LOOK OUT FOR THESE GHOULS!

But then . . . do you consent to follow his (The Rebel's) way where he would relieve your suffering and assuage your envy?  And even then further, will add pleasure and fame?  For a time. . . . ?

Or do you share in your Master's burden?  Do you suffer with The One who saved your eternal soul?  And shout "NO!" at the devil!?

Beware the one who would but relieve your suffering in this world . . . but who has no power or authority in the next. . . . !

The battlefield is consent.  It is a field of consent. . . . Relinquishing to the tempter . . . OR NOT . . . is where the fight is being waged. . . .

Praise God! Who is in all, above all, beyond all, within all, creator of all, sustainer of all, purpose and being of all!  Within, of and for Him . . . we have our being and purpose.

It is obvious, albeit subjected to (The Creator), there is another whose purpose is to thwart and test . . . the child's (soul's) consent.

This is a heavy notice.  Tonight I saw things.  I also saw how close and real and imminent . . . the "next world" is.  Time is not like we've commonly understood it.  Nor is space.  We have been deeply deceived as to general waking, day-to-day reality.  I've seen into it before--the night I got saved, the night of the great "dressing down" some years ago. . . .

For some un-earned reason . . . tonight, I saw more of it.  It is close.  It is very real.  It is "now" in a sense.  Time is not what we've been told or taught about.  Our minds have been severely controlled and directed as to certain directed modes and motivations and inertia . . . of daily consciousness.

The TRUTH is very near, very close, very "physical" even . . . and not in the realm of puerile imagination. 

Heaven . . . the next world . . . is here, close.   Sometimes the veil slips, or rather, is let slip for a moment, and one can see in. . . . .

In that world--a mere moment's glance . . . seems to hold generations of knowledge--profound depth and breadth of understanding and vision and instantly grasped knowledge.--of spiritual matters. . . .

One quick view . . . and it's enough to write a book about!

But for now . . . ha! . . . we've got a blog. . . .

He loves the least.
He loves His creation.
He is love.
He is incomprehensible in His magnificence and intelligence and scope and bounds and depth and personality and endless other qualities. . . .  Yet, He has deigned to give a creature, even fallen, such as us, a chance, a glimpse, a resemblance, a type--albeit infinitesimally--to experience and witness and extol and revel in Him!

It is beyond our understanding--except on a spiritual level . . . it can be graciously grasped. . . .,
The enemy seeks to destroy and distract and fog up . . . our vision so that we cannot see what is right before us.  What, WHO!, is right with us. . . . .

Oh my Lord. . . . !
You are astounding!  Wonderful!  Supreme!  Worshipful!  Worshipful! Worshipful!