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What do you do in a world where the Devil is in the air & the world is consumed with lies & everyone is breathing in fairytales?

I cannot have true, human joy knowing that others are in pain. I cannot experience human happiness when the world around me is full of darkness. Having faith does not mean losing compassion, but quite the opposite. I am joyous spiritually because I have the secret. I know our Father. I do not cry for the world, but for the lost souls in it. I walk with light & love trying to make a difference. No one is paying attention, but I continue still. I will continue until I am no more. I know the Highway. It is still being built up. I walk around grasping constantly for the state of spiritual bliss, yet my flesh is in the world and it is an ugly one. And I AM HERE. I am stuck on this earth that God created, and man has destroyed. I cannot fake delusion, pretending what is is actually what is not. I can pray. I can pray really hard. But I SEE. I HEAR. There will not be a righteous one left. There will be no one to stand in the gap between what is truth and what is deceit. It is already happening and it is apparent. 

I shall not fear, but I do anyway. It’s hard to disguise emotion. I fear for the children that are learning all the deceit. Not only learning it, but being completely programmed by it. They are the future of the world should there be a future. I fear for my husband and the things he may encounter when I am not around. I fear for every single being that is out there, every breath of precious life that is being brought forth into a world that chooses lies over truth, and then instills it into all ears and all eyes.  I fear because the world is teaming with injustice and raising upright unrighteousness. The Lord IS my shepherd. I know that I shall not fear. Spiritually, I do not fear. I do not fear what man will do to me as a human being, I fear for what man is doing to everyone else. I fear for the people who do not know how to overcome, but rather give in. It is easier for them to be a part rather than apart. 

I am human. I am spirit, too. The flesh is weak, but the spirit is so willing. Meaning, my human emotions are in the human realm and in reality they are real. I feel them. My spirit fights to overcome my human emotions and stay connected to God, but I cannot stand to leave everyone else behind, stuck in their human shells with no spiritual way to disconnect and feel spiritual truth. I would love to change the world, but I do not know how, however; I refuse to let the world change me. I am minuscule. But I dream big. I pray big. I will continue to walk in God’s light and imminate the truth to whoever may see. But know  I am human, too. As humans we ARE complex. Do not let complexity hide simple truth. Dig, dig, dig for it. Stand up for the truth. Teach your children what is right, not what is socially acceptable. Teach your children God. Teach your children love. A world without either is a world without both, and that world is manifesting daily.

‘If I were the devil’ by Paul Harvey 1968

 PAUL HARVEY’S ‘IF I WERE THE DEVIL’ TRANSCRIPT

If I were the devil … If I were the Prince of Darkness, I’d want to engulf the whole world in darkness. And I’d have a third of it’s real estate, and four-fifths of its population, but I wouldn’t be happy until I had seized the ripest apple on the tree — Thee. So I’d set about however necessary to take over the United States. I’d subvert the churches first — I’d begin with a campaign of whispers. With the wisdom of a serpent, I would whisper to you as I whispered to Eve: ‘Do as you please.’

“To the young, I would whisper that ‘The Bible is a myth.’ I would convince them that man created God instead of the other way around. I would confide that what’s bad is good, and what’s good is ‘square.’ And the old, I would teach to pray, after me, ‘Our Father, which art in Washington…’

“And then I’d get organized. I’d educate authors in how to make lurid literature exciting, so that anything else would appear dull and uninteresting. I’d threaten TV with dirtier movies and vice versa. I’d pedal narcotics to whom I could. I’d sell alcohol to ladies and gentlemen of distinction. I’d tranquilize the rest with pills.

“If I were the devil I’d soon have families that war with themselves, churches at war with themselves, and nations at war with themselves; until each in its turn was consumed. And with promises of higher ratings I’d have mesmerizing media fanning the flames. If I were the devil I would encourage schools to refine young intellects, but neglect to discipline emotions — just let those run wild, until before you knew it, you’d have to have drug sniffing dogs and metal detectors at every schoolhouse door.

“Within a decade I’d have prisons overflowing, I’d have judges promoting pornography — soon I could evict God from the courthouse, then from the schoolhouse, and then from the houses of Congress. And in His own churches I would substitute psychology for religion, and deify science. I would lure priests and pastors into misusing boys and girls, and church money. If I were the devil I’d make the symbols of Easter an egg and the symbol of Christmas a bottle.

“If I were the devil I’d take from those who have, and give to those who wanted until I had killed the incentive of the ambitious. And what do you bet? I couldn’t get whole states to promote gambling as thee way to get rich? I would caution against extremes and hard work, in Patriotism, in moral conduct. I would convince the young that marriage is old-fashioned, that swinging is more fun, that what you see on TV is the way to be. And thus I could undress you in public, and I could lure you into bed with diseases for which there is no cure. In other words, if I were the devil I’d just keep right on doing on what he’s doing. Paul Harvey, good day.”