“The false IMAGE of Freedom”

“Nebuchadnezzar the king made an image of gold, whose height was threescore cubits, and the breadth thereof six cubits; he set it up in the plain of Dura, in the province of Babylon.

Then Nebuchadnezzar the king sent to gather together the princes, the governors, and the captains, the judges, the treasurers,the counsellors, the sheriffs, and ALL the rulers of the provinces, to come to the dedication of the image which Nebuchadnezzar the king had set up.

Then the princes, the governors, and captains, the judges, the treasurers, the counsellors, the sheriffs, and all the rulers of the provinces, were gathered together unto the dedication of the image that Nebuchadnezzar the king had set up: and they stood before the image that Nebuchadnezzar had set up.

Then an herald cried aloud, To you it is commanded, O people, nations, and languages, That at what time ye hear the sound of the cornet (horn), flute, harp, sackbut (lyre), psaltery, dulcimer, and all kinds of musick, ye fall down and worship the golden image that king Nebuchadnezzar the king hath set up.

And whoso falleth not down (does not bow) and worshippeth shall the same hour shall be cast into the fiery furnace.

Therefore at that time, when ALL the people heard the sound of the cornet, flute, harp, sackbut, and psaltery, and all kinds of music, ALL the people, the nations, and the languages, fell down and worshipped the GOLDEN IMAGE that Nebuchadnezzar the king had set up.

Wherefore at that time certain Chaldeans came near, and accused the Jews.

They spake and said to the king Nebuchadnezzar, O king, live for ever. Thou, O king, hast made  a decree (law), that every man that shall hear the sound of the cornet, flute, harp, sackbut, psaltery, dulcimer, and all kinds of musick shall fall down and worship the golden image.

And whoso falleth not down and worshippeth, that he should be cast into the midst of the fiery furnace. 

There are certain Jews whom thou hast set over the affairs of the province of Babylon, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego; these men, O king, have not regarded thee; they serve not thy gods nor worship the golden image which thou hast set up.

Then Nebuchadnezzar in his rage and fury commanded commanded to bring  Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego.

Then they brought these men before the king. Nebuchadnezzar spake and said unto them, Is it true, O Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, do ye not serve my gods, nor worship the golden image which I have set up? 

Now if ye be ready that at what time ye hear the sound of the cornet, flute, harp, sackbut,psaltery, and dulcimer, and all kinds of musick, ye fall down and worship the image which I have made; well: but if ye worship NOT, ye shall be cast the same hour into the midst of a burning fiery furnace; and who IS that God that shall deliver you out of my hands?

Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, answered and said to the king, O Nebuchadnezzar, we are not careful to answer thee in this matter (have no need to answer you).

If it be so, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us out of thine hand, O king. But if not, be it KNOWN unto the O king, that WE WILL NOT serve thy gods, NOR worship the golden image which thou hast set up.” Daniel 3:1-18 

Now we know the rest of that story, how they did not bow and he became so enraged that he had the furnace made seven times hotter, the heat killing those who even tried to put them in the furnace and as he had so foolishly and arrogantly questioned, WHO was this GOD?

Well, we know when he beheld a fourth man in that furnace and not only did they not instantly incinerate they were quite well and God would show Nebuchadnezzar more than once exactly WHO He is and  that NONE can match his power.

Now let’s talk  a little about that image, that golden, golden, image and let’s talk about what on earth is happening in America today. As we read in the last post God warned them of the danger in the their request for a king and God also TOLD them to not cry to him when they realized what they were served was not quite what they thought they had ordered.

He absolutely would NOT hear them, and that is our problem we seem to always think that we should have what we want, when we want, and how we want it, people that is NOT serving God, that is serving yourselves.

And when we make choices and elect leaders who are absolutely AGAINST everything God stands for and AGAINST his word, what do you think you are getting?

We were CREATED for God not God for us, as it is said! And I don’t care how many of these leaders proclaim “Oh I am a person of faith.”

What “faith”would that be?

You CAN NOT slaughter babies, and for states to have a sickening law to allow the abortion of babies full term? You CAN NOT kill, period!

Anyone of the “faithful” people remember something that goes like this, “THOU SHALT NOT KILL.” 

And it is not followed by special clauses and especially the sex clause, God never changed this one either, people are supposed to be married, one partner and there is enough birth control that no one should get pregnant, there is even FREE birth control and can people not TRY the old tried and true method of, how about try saying NO, if you know you are not protected and you could possibly conceive a child with someone you don’t even necessarily want to have breakfast with!

This is where all these liberal thoughts and “enlightened” teachings have taken us and children deciding if they want to be male or female, again CHILDREN, children often want to be mermaids and dinosaurs too, are they going to get hormone therapies to arrange that?

But people WILL vote for those who have these “values” and change laws to accommodate those with these “values” for the simple reason that the dislike the other party for various reasons or because a vote for that leader will be of some  benefits to their cause.

But as Christians, we can’t, because you are still enabling and condoning atrocities that the Bible condemns and God does not play that. It would be to not have  a voice in any of it than to let your voice be heard with those who oppose the very teaching of God.

And if something does not change, we are just as many of us have taught for years, our country is headed for a very rude awakening, just as God did not hear those who cried to him after the destruction that Saul brought to their lives and I hate to be the bearer of bad news here, but if a people come to the point that murdering babies is a “right” to be screamed about in the streets, why would this same people care about you or your family?

Do you not realize that that premise, that life is nothing, nothing at all sacred, that completely strips anyone at that level of even a shred of mercy?

If you destroy the smallest most innocent what would you find that would be “worth” saving?

And condoning those actions and justifying those who do are the equivalent to giving your consent, and to not speak against it is still condoning it by omission. God said to be “ye a seperate people” for a reason.

If we speak against we are bigots and filled with hate but it is very clear to see where the true hate lies, if I don’t agree with you, you hate me and I am the “bad” one, NOW that IS the very definition of prejudiced.

As Nebuchadnezzar enforced the worship of his golden image, the golden image that we should be concerned about is the “image” of freedom when there is nothing free about it and it is golden because it the ideology behind it that it presented to those who should fall at the sound of the music, is  a look of solidarity,”peace”, and a “golden” utopia, but wait… let that fool’s gold fall off and take a look again.. what is that twisted, grotesque image that is being carefully and meticulously hidden behind that covering of gold?

And as parties were held, dances were danced, and joyous music and praises were sang, in celebration of the “changes” that may come, changes that make that fools gold gleam while promising the destruction of those things precious to God.

I, on the other hand had the most bizarre and quite disturbing dream, I found myself somehow looking down on a road, in the middle of this road was an image, strikingly similar to the statue of liberty, I actually thought it was the statue of liberty, but the problem with this is that her flame was in the wrong hand and it was not a flame, it was twisted, elongated to look like a flame but it appeared to be made of concrete, and suddenly a line of cars started to travel down in the direction away from “her” as she stood in the middle between the roads and as the first car approached her side she became a toll bridge and her arm that held the concrete flame was outstretched and hit the car dead center and crushed the family inside, and as It happened I could see the family, parents in the front and children in the back, and vehicle after vehicle, this thing crushed those inside, like nothing, just hit after hit, crushing the vehicles and those inside.

Gave me quite a lot to ponder today, ah, we can write it up to dreams are dreams but I can promise you this, from the word of God.

“Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil: AND THAT PUT DARKNESS FOR LIGHT, AND LIGHT FOR DARKNESS; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!” Woe unto them that are wise in their own eyes, and prudent in their own sight.” Isaiah 5:20,21

So please pray for people to really, really see that there are better ways, we can have peace, we have have unity but we will not have anything if we don’t stop this wickedness, and I do pray that we have some hope, that somehow, leaders will be placed that actually uphold laws that protect those who can’t protect themselves, but make no mistake, God has given us time, time, and more time to repent, to reach others with the Gospel but these things are an abomination to him and how can anyone not believe his heart breaks as every single abortion is performed and every single time his word is called “hateful” or “bigoted” and every time his children are persecuted and tormented by those would be leaders would be more than glad to do political business with.

We have stood, we have stood, but we are on the verge of standing for absolutely nothing, and that my dear friends is exactly when we will fall.

It’s going go how it will go but you can keep yourself from it, do not be a part of anything that dares rear itself in defiance to the living God, these were will one day come to pass, no one knows that day,but it will, as assuredly as it is written, will in fact happen.

Revelation 18:4:”And I heard another voice from heaven, saying,Come out of her, ye my people, be NOT PARTAKERS OF HER SINS, and receive NOT of her plagues.”

We can pray for change, but we can all decide for ourselves to not be party to those sins God speaks of, and I do pray that this will turn around but if not, don’t let anyone take your faith and your belief in the true things of God, and May God have mercy on us.

Φλογιζω NBJ 2020 Rev. Nina Brown Johnson

 

 

 

EAGLE

There once was a beautiful, beautiful eagle. He was a very, very old eagle and came from a long line that had watched the birth of a nation and the determination of people to break free from tyranny.

Eagle knew the story of how a people left homes, riches, and all they have ever known to take a journey completely by faith.

Faith that would lead them to a plentiful land free from the persecution they suffered and  for freedom, freedom to worship the one true, creator God .

Many died on this journey and many more after their arrival, but God had given them land that a plague had left empty. And as time went he blessed them in all they did and they kept his commandments and worshipped him openly. Over time the apron strings of the mother country would prove that a battle would indeed need fought before true, true freedom would be won.

Eagle watched our forefathers as they tried at first to keep peace with their overlords and he watched as one by one stood up and proclaimed this land would be for liberty and it should be for all.

His favorite of these men would be Patrick Henry, a voice among the great voices who shaped our land. He heard him say words such as  “Is life so dear or peace so sweet as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it Almighty God. I know not what course others may take but as for me give me liberty or give me death.”

He watched as tea poured into the harbor  and cries of  “The British are coming!” bellowed through the land. He watched as bloody soldiers fought to the death and gunpowder flooded the air and the sound of cannons echoed. And he watched as they pressed on, pressed on in their battle, because they would be free or they would die but they would never surrender.

He watched as this great battle came to a close and America proclaimed her freedom, freedom from her overlords and she would now shine as beacon to the whole world.

Eagle was honored as he was chosen to be her great symbol, brave, strong, powerful, and above all free.

He would be given olives branches, that he would always extend peace and he would reserve his great force as a last resort.

He would be given arrows, that he would use that force if necessary to defend his liberty and his people.

He would be given his shield to protect him and all he stood for and his main stand was “Death to tyranny”.

Eagle watched as the constitution was written and signed and he thought upon the words of his friend Patrick Henry, ” The constitution is not an instrument for the government to restrain the people, it is an instrument for the people to restrain the government lest it come to dominate our lives and interests.”

And Eagle soared, high in the sky, the sun warming him and flying higher and higher playfully trying to catch the ever elusive rainbow that the Creator had placed in the sky, a symbol of his glory and promise and Eagle knew that near the rainbow he would always be safe.

And he watched on, as struggles, trails, and heartaches came to the great land brought through evil men who had crept in there.

His feathers tattered a few times as freedom for those enslaved had to be won, pitting brother against brother and splitting the country in half.

He was ruffled as leader after leader rose and new troubles were unveiled, but storms would always pass and he would again gain his ground, liberty, bravery, and justice were on his wings.

Then suddenly it started growing dark, darker and darker as the new generations forgot their heritage and lost the wisdom held by the fathers, Eagle was reminded again of these words, “It is when a people forget God that tyrants forge their chains” that were long ago spoken by Patrick Henry.

He listened as laws were changed, comprises made, and the peace that had been so hard-fought for was pandered away by making truces with those who hate us.

He listened as prayer to the creator was taken away, he heard as they mocked and profaned the Son of God’s holy name.

He looked on with horror as the holy laws, the ten commandments of God were ridiculed and taken away.

He looked on as a people who once had been free now were told what they may and may not do.

He looked down and saw streets lined with half naked  people, and parades, and mocking’s of the crucifixion of Jesus, the Son of God, reminding him again the warning of his friend, “It cannot be emphasized too strongly or too often that this great nation was founded, not by religionists, but by Christians not on religions, but on the Gospel of Jesus Christ! For this very reason people of other faiths have been offered asylum, prosperity, and freedom of worship here.”

Horror for his people took hold as the sky darkened and grew black and a strong wind violently blew and whipped around him, in the darkness his path was unclear and the battering winds against his wings knocked him off-balance, as he tried to regain flight something caught his eye, it was a rainbow!

 If he could just get to the protection of the rainbow he would be safe and regain his strength. But as he flew closer to hide under the protection of safety of the Creator, he realized this was  not the real rainbow, but a piece of fabric blowing in the great wind, and as it caught him, he became tangled, his olive branches and shield crashed to the ground, his arrows broke in the struggle to regain flight and Eagle fought with all he had but to no avail, He crashed helplessly to the ground.

As his heart beat faded, and drawing his last breath, as his eyes grew dim, he caught sight of shimmering in the field, it was the soft, amber glow of a fire burning and as Eagle’s life continued to slowly fade, he felt comfort, because he was sure that in that fire, he heard in the distance, that old funeral song, that old faithful hymn, that he remembered from the battlefields and the old camp meetings……. 

” Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord, 

  He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored,

  He hath loosed the lightning of his terrible swift sword,

His truth is marching on… 

  Glory, Glory, Hallelujah,

 Glory, Glory, Hallelujah,  

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah,

His truth is marching on………..”

N. BrownJohnson 2015/ All rights reserved.

Original post date: July 4, 2015 Revisited July 3, 2019

EAGLE

There once was a beautiful, beautiful eagle. He was a very, very old eagle and came from a long line that had watched the birth of a nation and the determination of people to break free from tyranny.

Eagle knew the story of how a people left homes, riches, and all they have ever known to take a journey completely by faith.

Faith that would lead them to a plentiful land free from the persecution they suffered and  for freedom, freedom to worship the one true, creator God .

Many died on this journey and many more after their arrival, but God had given them land that a plague had left empty. And as time went he blessed them in all they did and they kept his commandments and worshipped him openly. Over time the apron strings of the mother country would prove that a battle would indeed need fought before true, true freedom would be won.

Eagle watched our forefathers as they tried at first to keep peace with their overlords and he watched as one by one stood up and proclaimed this land would be for liberty and it should be for all.

His favorite of these men would be Patrick Henry, a voice among the great voices who shaped our land. He heard him say words such as  “Is life so dear or peace so sweet as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it Almighty God. I know not what course others may take but as for me give me liberty or give me death.”

He watched as tea poured into the harbor  and cries of  “The British are coming!” bellowed through the land. He watched as bloody soldiers fought to the death and gunpowder flooded the air and the sound of cannons echoed. And he watched as they pressed on, pressed on in their battle, because they would be free or they would die but they would never surrender.

He watched as this great battle came to a close and America proclaimed her freedom, freedom from her overlords and she would now shine as beacon to the whole world.

Eagle was honored as he was chosen to be her great symbol, brave, strong, powerful, and above all free.

He would be given olives branches, that he would always extend peace and he would reserve his great force as a last resort.

He would be given arrows, that he would use that force if necessary to defend his liberty and his people.

He would be given his shield to protect him and all he stood for and his main stand was “Death to tyranny”.

Eagle watched as the constitution was written and signed and he thought upon the words of his friend Patrick Henry, ” The constitution is not an instrument for the government to restrain the people, it is an instrument for the people to restrain the government lest it come to dominate our lives and interests.”

And Eagle soared, high in the sky, the sun warming him and flying higher and higher playfully trying to catch the ever elusive rainbow that the Creator had placed in the sky, a symbol of his glory and promise and Eagle knew that near the rainbow he would always be safe.

And he watched on, as struggles, trails, and heartaches came to the great land brought through evil men who had crept in there.

His feathers tattered a few times as freedom for those enslaved had to be won, pitting brother against brother and splitting the country in half.

He was ruffled as leader after leader rose and new troubles were unveiled, but storms would always pass and he would again gain his ground, liberty, bravery, and justice were on his wings.

Then suddenly it started growing dark, darker and darker as the new generations forgot their heritage and lost the wisdom held by the fathers, Eagle was reminded again of these words, “It is when a people forget God that tyrants forge their chains” that were long ago spoken by Patrick Henry.

He listened as laws were changed, comprises made, and the peace that had been so hard-fought for was pandered away by making truces with those who hate us.

He listened as prayer to the creator was taken away, he heard as they mocked and profaned the Son of God’s holy name.

He looked on with horror as the holy laws, the ten commandments of God were ridiculed and taken away.

He looked on as a people who once had been free now were told what they may and may not do.

He looked down and saw streets lined with half naked  people, and parades, and mocking’s of the crucifixion of Jesus, the Son of God, reminding him again the warning of his friend, “It cannot be emphasized too strongly or too often that this great nation was founded, not by religionists, but by Christians not on religions, but on the Gospel of Jesus Christ! For this very reason people of other faiths have been offered asylum, prosperity, and freedom of worship here.”

Horror for his people took hold as the sky darkened and grew black and a strong wind violently blew and whipped around him, in the darkness his path was unclear and the battering winds against his wings knocked him off-balance, as he tried to regain flight something caught his eye, it was a rainbow!

 If he could just get to the protection of the rainbow he would be safe and regain his strength. 

But as he flew closer to hide under the protection of safety of the Creator, he realized this was  not the real rainbow, but a piece of fabric blowing in the great wind, and as it caught him, he became tangled, his olive branches and shield crashed to the ground, his arrows broke in the struggle to regain flight and Eagle fought with all he had but to no avail, He crashed helplessly to the ground.

As his heart beat faded, and drawing his last breath, as his eyes grew dim, he caught sight of shimmering in the field, it was the soft, amber glow of a fire burning and as Eagle’s life continued to slowly fade, he felt comfort, because he was sure that in that fire, he heard in the distance, that old funeral song, that old faithful hymn, that he remembered from the battlefields and the old camp meetings……. 

” Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord, 

  He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored,

  He hath loosed the lightning of his terrible swift sword,

  His truth is marching on… 

  Glory, Glory, Hallelujah,

  Glory, Glory, Hallelujah,  

  Glory, Glory, Hallelujah,

  His truth is marching on………..”

N. BrownJohnson 2015/ All rights reserved.

Original post date: July 4, 2015 Revisited July 3, 2019