Sane and insane are orthogonal to true and untrue.  Sane people believe some untrue things.  Some truths are only for the mad.

Some lessons from the end of the Book of Mormon.

• It is both true that our side is our side and that our side is wicked.  I am all for core America, but are we free from divorce, childlessness, greed, dishonesty, betrayals, and all the rest?  Would that we were.

• It doesn’t have to get better.  The signs that things are getting much worse for us could be true.  People who think we can just go through the normal processes and are bound to come back are, I fear, taking for granted something that is not at all sure.  There is no guarantee that this election is a normal election, or that the  Revolution against us is going to subside or even stagnate.

• Suppose the President wins due to an election fraud challenge or something.  It would not be a sign that we were wrong to think we were and are on the brink of disaster.  It is still hopeful, though!  Because it means God is giving us another chance to repent, and thinks we are able to do so.

When people point to all the natural disasters and wars and coups and such happening around the world as proof that we live in end times, I have had my doubts.  Don’t modern communications mean we would be much more aware of such things, so the increase would only be apparent but not real?

Although other scriptures use different language, I was interested that Moroni said the Book of Mormon would come

  in a day when there shall be heard of fires, and tempests, and vapors of smoke in foreign lands;
And there shall also be heard of wars, rumors of wars, and earthquakes in divers places

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There is a place you can go.  You say hello to God, he says hello to you, then he hands you a list.  It is a list of all your sins.

You check off all the sins you are willing to repent of, then you hand the list back to God.

The name of the place is called “Judgment.”

Every day the flock trekked down all the way to the  river for a drink.  They went the same way every time; it was the closest point in the river, and the path had been trodden smooth.

One day, when they set of, an alert member of the flock said she saw some flickers of movement away off at their destination along the river.  The ram halted the flock for awhile and sniffed the air.  “Wolves, perhaps,” he said, and headed off the path into the rough country alongside the path to cross to a different point on the river.

At that, however, another member of the flock who was already showing signs of distress became even more agitated.

“You are breaking the norm!” she bleated.

Moral: We sometimes try to allay our fears with tried and trusted normalcy, when it is our normal course that has made us vulnerable to danger.

Random thoughts from the end of the Book of Mormon

*  It’s droll to read the Book of Mormon as a historical document.  You know, with the same scepticism we usually give to ancient documents.  Except that you are treating it as a real document, which drives the sceptics mad.

There are limits to doing that.  Because if the Book of Mormon is real, it is inspired.

That said, and just for fun, here is what I would infer from the ending of the Book of Mormon if I were reading it as just a document from some ancient civilization.

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I was out in the high desert this weekend, morning and evening.  I could see the horizon and all the clouds and sky.

I saw the sunrise and the sunset–fortunately I had something else to do so I was able to appreciate their full beauty, I didn’t have to stand there consciously trying to have an aesthetic experience.

I noticed something I have seen before.

Sunrise

Until the sunrise is over, every time you glance over it is more wonderful.  The first pale light of dawn is timid.  Then after that brighter every time, different colors, and the angles shift.  Even if you expect it to be better you still aren’t prepared when you look up again for the actual shock of beauty.

But the day itself is fairly bland unless there are plenty of clouds.

Perhaps there is a metaphor in there for why God mostly conceals his presence from us.

Sunset

The colors shift and the brightness fades.  It is probably the exact physical inverse of the sunrise.  But this time the quieter colors are the more beautiful.  Again, every time you look up and see the sunrise, you are again shocked at the beauty.  You weren’t expecting it.  There is something about the black line of the horizon, the dark clouds limned with almost imperceptible hints of deep, deep red, and the still faintly blue sky far above them that is almost heart-stopping.

I noted the paradox this weekend. The sunrise becomes more glorious as it brightens.  The sunset more glorious as it dims.

Each one because it is becoming more itself.  It is working out even further its inner logic.

But for the twilight, especially, it is because even a dimmer light shines brighter when its surroundings have gotten that much more dark.

And the night itself is not bland.  Either the stars in the heaven appear, or else like the last two nights, the moon rises over the horizon.

The light is not defeated by the going down of the sun.

You are the Light in the Twilight of the West

Why is the Left so unwilling to leave anybody alone?  Why can’t they just be content with their victory?

There are many true answers to that question.

But Bruce Charlton has the truest answer of all.

And by this demand; Leftism reveals its weakness to those with spiritual-eyes to see: that any single individual person who dissents in thought (no matter how apparently obscure) is a significant threat to The Agenda at the level which matters most: i.e. the spiritual level.

The individual has never been so objectively empowered as here-and-now. 

The Global Establishment demands that you, specifically (no matter who you are), decide to be On Their Side.

When the demonic powers view our planet; any dissidence, any one Godly Christian, stands-out of this world like a blazing beacon.

(This, ultimately, is why there is “no hiding place”.)

 

Of course it is vital to The Enemy to persuade Christians that Resistance Is Futile…

Meanwhile, by everything they actually do; Leftism makes clear that any resistance, by any person, anywhere is In Fact a colossal threat to The System – at its primary and spiritual level.

Your faith is not futile.  You shine all the more beautiful as the light of our society fades.

A great post from Bruce Charlton from anyone who is interested in revelation and the Light of Christ and the inward promptings of the soul.