TALKING DONKEYS

Not a Dreamworks Production

Have you ever been so passionate about something that it clouded your perspective? This week saw me pushing a friend away because I am so passionate about the condition of our country. I am not wrong in my assessment of the situation that we are in as a nation and as a world. I am certain of where we are headed. Sounding the alarm is not popular and definitely not easy.

Why do people get upset at the one sharing the information but not at those who are creating the problem? I am reminded of when I've cooked bacon, and I let it get a little smokey. The fire alarm goes off and I'm not irritated at myself, I'm irritated at the alarm. The same is true in this situation. I was sounding an alarm because I have information that is vital to warning the American public to the truth of what is transpiring, especially those I care for and want to protect. When friends get angry at me, or criticize me for sounding the alarm, I get hurt. Do they really think I am the problem? Do they think I enjoy being criticized and called names?

I think of Balaam's ass. The story never made sense to me before. Why did God have the donkey talk? Now I see it clearly. If you look at the story, you will see that Balaam was doing something that God really didn't want him to do. He allowed it, but was not happy about it. So he sent an angel with a flaming sword that only the donkey could see. The purpose of the angel was to stop Balaam by scaring the donkey. Three times the donkey turned aside to protect himself and his rider, and three times Balaam struck his donkey. Finally God gave the donkey a voice. Can you imagine? What he says is profound, "I have been your donkey your whole life. Have I EVER behaved this way?" Then God opened Balaam's eyes and revealed the angel with a flaming sword. The donkey saved Balaam's life despite being beaten.

Regardless of what people think of me, I'm not sounding the alarm because I'm a lunatic. I see what is coming very clearly. I have seen it for about 30 years. I've spoken of it a few times and been called names or mocked by those I love. It was just easier to keep quiet than to be ridiculed for speaking the truth. So I did. However, everything I discovered 30 years ago has been confirmed to me over the last 4 years. I'm sounding the alarm and will continue to do so. My prayer is that God open the eyes of those I love to see what I see. I don't share theories. I share testimonies and truth and information that is vital to making safe and intelligent decisions. Information that is currently being censored by some very sinister evil people.

Imagine Jesus watching us and wondering why we don't trust each other. He puts us on this earth to help each other. He knows that we need to listen, learn and guide each other. Imagine Jesus encouraging us to continue to speak truth even when we are shunned, mocked or yelled at. He never let anyone shut Him up. He spoke boldly the truth at all times. The rulers of his day hated how blunt he was, because it made them feel guilty. It wasn't until the end of his earthly ministry that he went quietly, knowing he had done ALL he could do. There was nothing more he could say. I'm not Jesus. I can't speak like he could. I'm not afraid of those who ridicule me or censor me. It just makes me all the more persistent.

The current political climate, if you will, is such that division and distrust is created. We are told not to trust those we care for, and who care for us. We are told that they are spreading disinformation. Commonsense would tell you that it is less likely that someone who loves you is going to mislead you, than someone who wants your money or your vote. It isn't an easy time we are living in. We need to really weigh the source of the information before we judge it's truth. Do a little leg work to at least confirm it. If the source is a political entity, it probably isn't very trustworthy. If the source stands to gain financial benefit, again, it probably isn't reliable. If the source is someone who knows you and cares for you like a brother or a sister, then trusting should come easy. Trust, but Verify. The internet is a wealth of information, but it is also a wealth of disinformation. Discernment isn't easy, but necessary to wade through the crap to find the truth.

I was wrong in my response to my friends rejection. There really isn't anything I can do or say anymore. My warnings were too late. My heart is broken that I didn't speak up sooner. Trust is compromised on both sides. I realize she believes the worst in me, and I will not be able to share with her any information that could help her. All I can do is apologize for not respecting her choice, and be there should she need me. Though my heart says no, the Spirit says I need to be ready when things are revealed. There will be so much fear, and many questions.

When I worked at the Chiropractor's office there was a phrase the doctor would use to help him move on from patients who wouldn't take their health seriously. "I cannot care more for their health, than they do." It was his way of releasing his frustrations. He had something great to offer, the truth. When the truth is rejected for an illusion, there is nothing more you can do but pray, love and be available when the bottom drops out. Oddly enough, they always came back when their quick fix didn't fix anything.

I will continue to fight. Things are building, and the more you understand what is at stake, the more passionate you become. I am in this fight to the end. I know God wins. I do not fear the outcome. It has taken 30 years for me not to feel like I was alone. 30 years to be able to express it with others and have them say, "yes I see it, too." In the book of Esther Mordecai tells Esther this, "For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father’s family will perish. And who knows but that you have come to your royal position for such a time as this?” God gave me this knowledge for a reason. We will win this fight, but if I don't get in it and stay in it then I won't be victorious. I will have allowed the enemy to defeat that passion that I can't suppress any longer. I have to answer to God, who put me here and put this passion in my heart.

We are called to be salt and light, to preserve and to illuminate. We are also called to love and to treat others as we would like them to treat us. God forgive my imperfections and give me strength for this war. Victory is ours because JESUS conquered the grave!

Matthew 5:13-16 “You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot. “You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house."

Numbers 22: 28-31 "Then the Lord opened the donkey’s mouth, and it said to Balaam, “What have I done to you to make you beat me these three times?”

Balaam answered the donkey, “You have made a fool of me! If only I had a sword in my hand, I would kill you right now.”

The donkey said to Balaam, “Am I not your own donkey, which you have always ridden, to this day? Have I been in the habit of doing this to you?”

“No,” he said.

Then the Lord opened Balaam’s eyes, and he saw the angel of the Lord standing in the road with his sword drawn. So he bowed low and fell face down."