Field Report ~ McAlester, OK ~ 11/13/10: That Soldier Is Still Dead, Dead, DEAD

McAlester OK 111310 

 

YOUR RAGE & 50 CENTS WILL NOT BRING THAT SOLDIER BACK!

Field Report:  McAlester, Oklahoma; November 13, 2010

 

God has the breath of all life in his hand.  If a person dies-God killed that person.  Period.  (Some impudent “reporter” pressed this question outside of SCOTUS after the 10/6 epic arguments in the case against the Church of the Lord Jesus Christ whereby we testified to the entire world.  The answer is still the same-if they died, God did it!)

 

When a 26-year-old soldier from McAlester, Oklahoma died on your bloody battlefield (what part of “thou shalt not kill” did you misunderstand!?), you all should have bowed in fear and shame before God, seeking his forgiveness.  Because of your great sins, he died young, without a moral compass, in a foreign land.

 

Instead, you set about to rage and rebel some more, setting your impotent flags and iron horses in array, to bow the knee to your modern-day Baal.  Madame Mayor led the charge.  An oafish fellow in every respect-he lumbered to the keyboard and sent an e-mail to the community, telling them to come out in large numbers, early, to try to silence God’s servants.  What a foolish ox, thinking he has the power to change the will of God.  That thinking is what got the soldier killed.

 

Isaiah 9:

16 For the leaders of this people cause them to err; and they that are led of them are destroyed.

17 Therefore the Lord shall have no joy in their young men, neither shall have mercy on their fatherless and widows: for every one is an hypocrite and an evildoer, and every mouth speaketh folly. For all this his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.

 

Two women and four children from Mt. Zion traveled south, and went to the battle pitched at 3rd & Washington, McAlester, Oklahoma.  Madame Mayor was the conductor of a chorus of writhing, raging howls of torment by hundreds of grotesquely contorted earth-dwelling flesh-eating reprobates.  The mind is immediately drawn to scenes of what hell must look like.  There is no peace or relief for these people.  Their super-powerness is just not getting it done.  They moan before Old Glory in vain. So many flags; so much noise and din; so many hard speeches; so much glorying in their criminal iniquity. 

 

They left the orgy utterly unsatisfied, without any form of relief, muttering, peeping, and cussing God.  They know down to their fungus-infested toenails that they are taking a terrible beating, domestically and internationally.  And they know they have zero intention of obeying God, or surrendering to his reign.  Only by brute destroying force-like the Jews in 70 AD when Jerusalem was sacked-will they stop.  Hence, he will rule with a rod of iron!

 

The question of the day posed by the watchers, repeatedly, put to their artless ambassador Madame Mayor:  “Have you brought the dead soldier back from the dead?  No?  Then call him louder!”  This caused them to breathe out threatening and slaughters all the more, with a cameo appearance by a foaming-at-the-mouth priests-rape-boys in backwards collar (outside of whose dog kennel we stood).  Their contorted faces and other-worldly-sounds were the picture of unmitigated pain!

 

After forty glorious minutes of us singing His praise and declaring His truth-without garnish; and after literally hundreds had the chance to bellow forth hard speeches of condemnation; it was time to go.  A slasher caused a little delay and extended our testimony a bit longer, condemning some local businessmen.  We did the job; God made us sufficient for that job. 

 

Now here we stand, the little sheep delivered back safely home with happy hearts-and all of the principalities of heaven rejoicing-AND THE SOLDIER IS STILL DEAD, DEAD, DEAD!  What have you accomplished McMean McAlester?  What have you changed Oafs of Oklahoma?  What have you fixed for the people you teach to err Madame Mayor?  You rejected the compassion of God like it was your used crumpled sorely-abused bath tissue-and now here you are.  THE SOLDIER IS STILL DEAD!  NO HOPE FOR HIM!

 

In the midst was a little writing-raven whose heart was moved by their hypocrisy (for which she was tongue-lashed); a gentleman who did his job like a professional; and some oath-takers who meant it when they promised to uphold the constitution; all dispatched by God to that place at that hour to the aid of his servants. 

 

We traveled back north, singing, chattering, rejoicing, once again thanking our God for another home run!  The angels watched it all and clapped their hands in great admiration!

 

Ephesians 3:

9 And to make all men see what is the fellowship of the mystery, which from the beginning of the world hath been hid in God, who created all things by Jesus Christ:

10 To the intent that now unto the principalities and powers in heavenly places might be known by the church the manifold wisdom of God.

 

Jonathan Edwards:  So hath it pleased the sovereign God, that the angels should have the most glorious discoveries of divine wisdom by his doings towards his church, a sort of beings much inferior to themselves.  It hath pleased God to put this honour upon us.

 

Hebrews 12:

1 Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us,

2 Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.

 

This is a favored lot!  God is preparing this body because this nation’s rebellion is mounting, and amazing things are coming soon.

 

1 Corinthians 2:

9 But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.

10 But God hath revealed them unto us by his Spirit: for the Spirit searcheth all things, yea, the deep things of God.

 

It is too late for this nation.  There may peradventure be a few more little Gentile sheep out there, and they will be called and come forth soon.  Because the Day of Vengeance is in his heart-and a set time to favor Zion is on the way!  Praise his name!  Rejoice!

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