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If I had to come up with five things we could do to take down the New World Order, I would recommend the following.  Of course, I could hardly do better than the doctrine of Jesus Christ which was responsible for taking down the Roman Empire  – the original New World Order.

 

  1. Reaffirm individualism.  Walk away from collectivism as a panacea to solving the problems in your life.  Do not blame others or other groups for your problems.  Accept personal responsibility.
  2. Accept tolerance and forgiveness as a way of life.  Be charitable to other’s reasonable failings and try to give people a second chance. Refuse to follow the media’s call for someone to be fired for every faux pas that they find objectionable.
  3. Reject the maniacal love of money as a solution to your personal problems.
  4. Ask the clergy to stay in their lane.  Implore them to not enter the house of the politico but to ask the politico to enter the house of God.  Beg the clergy to stick to what they were trained to do:  To mend the wounded soul.
  5. Reject elitism and its ideology.  Reject the notion of the best and brightest.  Accept that great power rests within all peoples.   Reject the false ornaments, titles, awards, crowns and medals that elitism confers to connote superiority.

 

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1954 AD

1954 AD.

That’s the year I was born.

I reject the term CE.

It’s a small point, I suppose, but small points often yield big results.

I’m speaking about the use of BCE and CE  which “enlightened” elites are now promoting instead of the traditional BC and AD.

Why are our leaders, raised and educated in a Christian environment, not speaking out against this historical revisionism?

Did Christ really desire us to be so tolerant that we would abandon acknowledgment of his existence?

What a bunch of suckers.

I’ve got to hand it to the Muslims; do you think the leaders in Iran will give up their Islamic calendar?  

Not in a million years.  Only fake Christian leaders would do that.  “Yep, come right in.  We’re the Christian suckers. We’ll abandon Jesus if you let us fly on Air Force One.”

I can see them now pushing their chips into the center of the pot.  “All in,” as they say in Vegas. “We’re all in on the narrative of Christian oppression.”

It’s a good thing they weren’t in the Garden of Gethsemane.  Hell, they would have picked up Jesus in a limo and given him a first class ride to the police station.

How can these fools be so shortsighted and negligent?

Are you surprised?

I’m not.

The elites prefer that Jesus Christ be an inconvenience, a speed bump in history.

They prefer it so because Jesus was an emancipator of the people from all elites who always claim to be the spokesman for God no matter how they view God.

Jesus stands as your friend, standing right beside you, with no opening, no gap into which an elite can wedge his way in to control you, to rob from you.

Of course, the elites try anyway, by convincing your pastor to support war.  The problem, though, is that Jesus spoke; and when Jesus spoke, he didn’t ask anyone to go out and kick ass.

This is the principal reason why Jesus Christ has been despised by the elites since the day his doctrine was articulated.

Oh, they’ve tried every trick in the book to get rid of him.

They’ve taken the Bible out of the school; they’ve taken down Nativity scenes in front of government buildings; they’ve even tried renaming cities.

This latest nonsense – changing AD to CE – is just another way to minimize his importance.

To them, Jesus is the problem.  So what they want you to do is forget hm.

Jesus never happened, you see.

He was never here.

Is that how you view Jesus?

Was Jesus just some guy who happened to walk along and say a few wise things?

Was Jesus Christ a flash in the pan?

Can we now just get over “this Christ thing” and get on to business?

Actually, no, we can’t do that.

We can’t do that because Jesus Christ was not just some guy who came along and said a few wise things.

Jesus Christ articulated an entirely new way of looking at the world and so transformed it.

That’s why BC and AD came into being. People didn’t just use it for the hell of it. They started using it because there was a dramatic change in how people began to view each other.

People’s lives improved. Their lives improved not just because Jesus was a philosopher and articulator of a better way of living.  Jesus was also an economist. By speaking directly to you, he pushed out the Machiavellian elite who have always used God to justify their plundering of you.

To honor Jesus, people accepted the terms BC and AD.  They felt his contribution was important to everyone, not just Christians.

The significance of these terms is even more glaring by how the world regresses when people walk away from the principles of Jesus Christ.

And it matters not whether you are a Jew or a Muslim.  The philosophy exists whether you deny it or not.  Indeed, many people of many faiths are Christians without knowing so.

Walking away from terms such as BC and AD, and what they stand for, will only further cement the necessity of using them.

A few years ago the communists in the Soviet Union changed the name of St. Petersburg to Leningrad.

Leningrad is now call St. Petersburg again.  The name has reverted because people do still recognize the importance of Christianity in their lives.

They may not always practice Christianity, but they see it as a necessity.

Jesus did change the world.

He was here.

 

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Jesus and Epiphany

Two thousand years ago Christianity arose.

We can debate how it arose, but it did arise.

It arose because Judaism was not meeting the needs of the people.

Nobody sat around two thousand years ago and said, “Hey, I think I will invent a religion that will destroy Judaism just for the hell of it.”

No, Christianity arose to fill a need.

A bright Jewish boy, let’s call him Jesus, loved the Jewish faith. He studied it religiously. He was very gung ho. He may have even been the best student at his yeshiva.  

Then one day he left the school and was struck by a bolt of lightning.

Well, it wasn’t really a bolt of lightning; it was an epiphany.

He said to himself, “If my religion is so perfect, why is there so much disparity in wealth?”

Prior to this epiphany he had been very happy with Judaism. He thought it to be the perfect religion. He knew that if he followed every rule the rabbi gave him, he would advance to the top.

He had been excited to learn these rules and truths.

But then came reality.

He walked into the misery of humanity.

There was no denying it.

In short order, he concluded that the reason why this disparity of wealth existed was because human beings are imperfect. Not everyone is endowed with the same skills and strengths.

This disparity of wealth accompanying a “perfect religion” confused and disturbed Jesus, and so he traveled the world as it was known to him to discover an answer, an antidote.

What he finally concluded was that Judaism was paradoxically an imperfect religion because it was a perfect religion.

His solution was to create or add imperfection to Judaism so that it would match the imperfection of the real world.

He concluded that if people followed what he preached their economic lot would improve.

He saw himself first and foremost as an economist.

And so he articulated many phrases to convey his beliefs. These phrases included things like:

The first shall be last, and the last shall be first.

You are not saved by works alone.

Do unto others as you would have others do unto you.

Man does not live by bread alone.

Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.

He wrote these things down in a book which you know  today as the gospels.

And then he died.

But he did not rise from the dead as he wrote in his gospels.  The rising from the dead was a metaphor to represent the transformation his preachings would have on your life.

He was hoping that people might see the economic practicality in following his preachings.

He knew that if people followed his advice their economic lot would improve.

But the world is not a perfect place.

Man has free will to do as he pleases.

Man has free will to become seduced by money, greed and naughtiness.

Which is where we stand today.

 

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Larry’s Story: The True Story of Christ

Along time ago in a land far, far away, there was a bright Jewish boy named Larry.

That’s what he called himself. Of course, his name could have been Phil, Steve or even Shlomo.

It doesn’t matter.

Larry had an ordinary job, but he didn’t care. He loved to learn and he was curious about the world around him.  That is what motivated him.

He could not have cared less about money.

He soaked up everything that the “rabbis” could teach.  But he wasn’t a perfect person. There was something about him that was a little off. Maybe it was an attitude problem. Maybe he had attention deficit disorder.  Maybe it was both.

Or maybe it was something else.

His defect prevented him from going to the top as far as the rabbis were concerned.  He wasn’t one of their top picks to enter the elite yeshiva.

This bothered Larry because he felt he was just as smart if not smarter than the boys who were picked. He didn’t think it was fair that he should be relegated to second class status.

He didn’t want to be rich; he wanted to be consulted.  He wanted a seat at the table.

Not wanting to live a second class life in his village, he decided to leave. He was curious about the world anyway. So he left and traveled the globe as he knew it.

On his travels, he met many people who lived differently than his own people. He learned about many different cultures.  He soaked it up like a sponge.

Part of him was looking for a more eternal truth. When he was young teenager his father had died. This caused great stress to him emotionally and mentally. It caused him to lose confidence in the world and in himself.

Larry had doubts and questions.

He felt that if he could get himself fixed, he’d be more acceptable to people, particularly the top rabbis.

His father’s death has caused him to become very angry with the world. The rabbis must’ve sensed this, he figured.

Going abroad certainly helped Larry, but it also made him angrier.  Why should I have had to leave my home, he asked himself.   

He liked living abroad, but he longed for home.  It was his goal to return there someday.

Finally, the day came where he decided to return home. His plan was to go back and tell everybody what he had learned abroad. He was pretty excited about it.

So that is what he did.

He resolved  to tell the elders all that he had learned.  He was sure that they would be interested.

First he went to his rabbi.  No dice.  His rabbi wasn’t interested. Neither were the other Jewish elders.  Why rock the boat, Larry, they said to him.  Just go along.  To get along you have to go along.

Larry was upset.  He went back to his rabbi and told him how disappointed he was.

Look, Larry, his rabbi said, the Sanhedrin will never accept you.  Why not look at the handwriting on the wall?

Why not be satisfied with what God has given you, he added.  Be a street sweeper. We need street sweepers.

Larry was disappointed,  but undaunted he decided to take this message to the people.

He discovered very quickly that it’s a tough world out there. He had a lot of competition.

He tried to get people to listen to him, but he wasn’t very successful. 

His message was a quiet one. That was the problem. The people who seemed to attract the biggest crowds were loud, bombastic blowhards – the Donald Trumps of the day.

Larry contemplated emulating them but then said to himself: I can’t do that. My message goes against that.

He was so frustrated.

Quite frankly, Larry had been a failure, an absolute failure. He couldn’t get one person to listen to him speak.

And disciples?  Fuhgeddaboutit.

Being ignored is the worst, he exclaimed aloud to no one but himself.  I’d rather be crucified.

He couldn’t give his message away.  

He tried standing on rocks, going from door-to-door, striking up a conversation with friends.

Zip.

People would either turn away or give him a patronizing smile.

Unable to take the pain, Larry contemplated opening up a restaurant, a gym, even a shirt factory.

He couldn’t do it though. He felt God had given him a special purpose in life; and that made him angry.

Why did you make me this way, Lord, he pleaded.  Why can’t I be like everyone else who doesn’t care. Why can’t I just live an ignorant, happy life and make money?  Why can’t I be a corrupt heathen who enjoys wine, women and song?

Of course, that was just empty talk. He knew he could never be a savage.  He couldn’t because of what he saw around him.

And what he saw around him was poverty and disparity of wealth.  He saw the rabbis and elders sitting atop a mountain of wealth and their followers living in poverty at the bottom.

This is why there were so many bombastic street preachers.

Larry felt that these preachers were selling unworkable solutions. He didn’t feel that their solutions cut to the core of the issue. On the contrary he felt that what he had to say would fix things.

Nobody cares what I say, he concluded, because people have become weakened to where they are unable to accept a long-term solution.

A starving man wants bread right away, not a book teaching him how to farm.

Yet bread alone would not fix things, he concluded.

So he quit.  

His despair got the best of him.  

He had fallen in love anyway. He had met a girl named Pam.

One day he and Pam made the decision to split and never return.

Larry felt relieved. He went to bed that night and felt pretty good about the decision that he and Pam had made.

When he woke up the next morning he felt something gnawing at his stomach.

Okay, he said to himself, I’m just going to give them what they want. I’m gonna give them the bullshit.

In spades.

So he sat down to write a book. But not just any book.

What are you doing, asked Pam.

Just give me a minute, said Larry. This won’t take me long.  We’ll leave in a few hours.

Actually, it took about a week.

Larry sat down and wrote out what he thought was a pretty good story.   It was about a guy who came to Earth. He called himself the son of God. He was born in a stable.  When he grew up, he walked around and spoke to adoring crowds who cheered him.  He collected a group of followers who hung on his every word.  He said things like:  a) do unto others as you would have others do unto you, b) let he who is without sin cast the first stone and c) process is more important than money and titles.  His message was one of tolerance for other’s mistakes.  Revenge was out.

When he wasn’t busy preaching, he was performing miracles on people. He brought people back from the dead. He walked on water. He cured diseases. He made blind people see.  He attracted so many people that the authorities became alarmed. To get rid of him, they crucified him. After he was crucified he arose from the dead.  

Larry wrote the story out once, then again, then again, then one more time making slight modifications each time.

The story was the antithesis of what Larry’s life had been.   The only thing that was true about it were the parables, lessons and stories that Larry had wanted to tell people.

After he was done, Larry looked at the four drafts and said:  This is a total bullshit story.  I cannot put this out. It goes against every fiber of my being.

So Larry tossed the four drafts in a cabinet before he and Pam split for Japan.

In Japan, Larry and Pam lived a happy life before they died.  They had a dog named Dog.

Decades later a man who had come to live in Larry’s old house discovered by accident the cabinet where Larry had tossed his story.

In the intervening decades since Larry had lived in his house things had gotten pretty bad. The economy sucked and polarization of wealth was worse than it had ever been.

The guy who found Larry’s books was no philosopher like Larry, but he was a pretty good salesman. He was able to sell ice cubes to Eskimos.

We’ll call him Pablo.

He wasn’t exactly like Ray Kroc selling milkshake mixers to restaurants, but he was pretty close.

As he looked through Larry’s books he knew he had found the mother lode.

I can sell this, he exclaimed.

He had found his McDonalds.

He knew the people were hurting, and he knew just how to sell it to them.  And so he did.

People “ate up” Larry’s books.

The four different drafts were widely circulated.

People came to accept Larry’s “bullshit” story as truth.

They called themselves Christians.

As they grew in numbers, the authorities, both Roman and Jewish, became alarmed.

What is this bullshit, they exclaimed.

Renunciation of wealth?  Who doesn’t want to get rich, they asked.

One day Pablo was invited by the top rabbis and Jewish elders to explain this rising tide of Christianity.

Pablo was hopeful that they would come to embrace Larry’s book.

But they didn’t.

They held the book up and said:  A man walking on water?  Bringing people back from the dead. This is bullshit.

This is true, Pablo replied before adding:  But the people like it because it adds peace and calm to their lives.  Gang violence is down, and the economy seems to be working better for them.  What’s not to like about that?