The events unfolding seem as though all the wildest conspiracy theories of yesterday hidden in the shadows are at once being manifest with shocking rapidity. The evil and carefully crafted plan under foot for the last 150 years seem to have sprung into being like an terrible Genie from a saucers lamp.

We who have awoken, like having had a blinding cataract removed from our eyes, can see into a horrible unfolding dimension still invisible to the minds of those who see only the illusion of reality they have been programed to see.

No longer are the Claxton horn warnings of wacky scholars, and nutty whistleblowers of past decades the far our ramblings of madmen. It turns out they were all telling the truth all along. I am not afraid to die. Jesus Christ is my savior. I know how the story ends, but still these are very trying times.

It's like we are standing on and overpass and in one direction we see the traffic stopped in a blinding snowstorm, and in the other direction we see 50 semi trucks hurling along at top speed. We are screaming at the stranded motorist, "quite sitting their in your cars, and get off the roadway", but no one can hear us. They will understand their mistake the instant before 20 ton of hurling metal crash into them, but it will be to late. It's traumatizing.

I like what C.S. Lewis says here, what is going on now feel almost like that, "natural universe melting away":

God will invade. But I wonder whether people who ask God to interfere openly and directly in our world quite realize what it will be like when He does. When that happens, it is the end of the world.

When the author walks on to the stage the play is over. God is going to invade, all right: but what is the good of saying you are on His side then, when you see the whole natural universe melting away like a dream and something else—something it never entered your head to conceive—comes crashing in; something so beautiful to some of us and so terrible to others that none of us will have any choice left? For this time it will be God without disguise; something so overwhelming that it will strike either irresistible love or irresistible horror into every creature.

It will be too late then to choose your side. There is no use saying you choose to lie down when it has become impossible to stand up. That will not be the time for choosing: it will be the time when we discover which side we really have chosen, whether we realized it before or not. Now, today, this moment, is our chance to choose the right side. God is holding back to give us that chance. It will not last for ever. We must take it or leave it.

The events unfolding seem as though all the wildest conspiracy theories of yesterday hidden in the shadows are at once being manifest with shocking rapidity. The evil and carefully crafted plan under foot for the last 150 years seem to have sprung into being like an terrible Genie from a saucers lamp.

We who have awoken, like having had a blinding cataract removed from our eyes, can see into a horrible unfolding dimension still invisible to the minds of those who see only the illusion of reality they have been programed to see.

No longer are the Claxton horn warnings of wacky scholars, and nutty whistleblowers of past decades the far our ramblings of madmen. It turns out they were all telling the truth all along. I am not afraid to die. Jesus Christ is my savior. I know how the story ends, but still these are very trying times.

It like we are standing on and overpass and in one direction we see the traffic stopped in a blinding snowstorm, and in the other direction we see 50 semi trucks hurling along at top speed. We are screaming at the stranded motorist, "quite sitting their in your cars, and get off the roadway", but no one can hear us. They will understand their mistake the instant before 20 ton of hurling metal crash into them, but it will be to late. It's traumatizing.

I like what C.S. Lewis says here, what is going on now feel almost like that, "natural universe melting away":

God will invade. But I wonder whether people who ask God to interfere openly and directly in our world quite realize what it will be like when He does. When that happens, it is the end of the world.

When the author walks on to the stage the play is over. God is going to invade, all right: but what is the good of saying you are on His side then, when you see the whole natural universe melting away like a dream and something else—something it never entered your head to conceive—comes crashing in; something so beautiful to some of us and so terrible to others that none of us will have any choice left? For this time it will be God without disguise; something so overwhelming that it will strike either irresistible love or irresistible horror into every creature.

It will be too late then to choose your side. There is no use saying you choose to lie down when it has become impossible to stand up. That will not be the time for choosing: it will be the time when we discover which side we really have chosen, whether we realized it before or not. Now, today, this moment, is our chance to choose the right side. God is holding back to give us that chance. It will not last for ever. We must take it or leave it.

The events unfolding seem as though all the wildest conspiracy theories of yesterday hidden in the shadows are at once being manifest with shocking rapidity. The evil and carefully crafted plan under foot for the last 150 years seem to have sprung into being like an terrible Genie from a saucers lamp.

We who have awoken, like having had a blinding cataract removed from our eyes, can see into a horrible unfolding dimension still invisible to the minds of those who see only the illusion of reality they have been programed to see.

No longer are the Claxton horn warnings of wacky scholars, and nutty whistleblowers of past decades the far our ramblings of madmen. It turns out they were all telling the truth all along. I am not afraid to die. Jesus Christ is my savior. I know how the story ends, but still these are very trying times.

It like we are standing on and overpass and in one direction we see the traffic stopped in a blinding snowstorm, and in the other direction we see 50 semi trucks hurling along at top speed. We are screaming at the stranded motorist, "quite sitting their in your cars, and get off the roadway", but no one can hear us. It's traumatizing.

I like what C.S. Lewis says here, what is going on now feel almost like that, "natural universe melting away":

God will invade. But I wonder whether people who ask God to interfere openly and directly in our world quite realize what it will be like when He does. When that happens, it is the end of the world.

When the author walks on to the stage the play is over. God is going to invade, all right: but what is the good of saying you are on His side then, when you see the whole natural universe melting away like a dream and something else—something it never entered your head to conceive—comes crashing in; something so beautiful to some of us and so terrible to others that none of us will have any choice left? For this time it will be God without disguise; something so overwhelming that it will strike either irresistible love or irresistible horror into every creature.

It will be too late then to choose your side. There is no use saying you choose to lie down when it has become impossible to stand up. That will not be the time for choosing: it will be the time when we discover which side we really have chosen, whether we realized it before or not. Now, today, this moment, is our chance to choose the right side. God is holding back to give us that chance. It will not last for ever. We must take it or leave it.

The events unfolding seem as though all the wildest conspiracy theories of yesterday hidden in the shadows are at once being manifest with shocking rapidity. The evil and carefully crafted plan under foot for the last 150 years seem to have sprung into being like an terrible Genie from a saucers lamp.

We who have awoken, like having a blinding cataract removed from our eyes, can see into a horrible unfolding dimension still invisible to the minds of those who see only the illusion of reality they have been programed to see.

No longer are the Claxton horn warnings of wacky scholars, and nutty whistleblowers of past decades the far our ramblings of madmen. It turns out they were all telling the truth all along. I am not afraid to die. Jesus Christ is my savior. I know how the story ends, but still these are very trying times.

It like we are standing on and overpass and in one direction we see the traffic stopped in a blinding snowstorm, and in the other direction we see 50 semi trucks hurling along at top speed. We are screaming at the stranded motorist, "quite sitting their in your cars, and get off the roadway", but no one can hear us. It's traumatizing.

I like what C.S. Lewis says here, what is going on now feel almost like that, "natural universe melting away":

God will invade. But I wonder whether people who ask God to interfere openly and directly in our world quite realize what it will be like when He does. When that happens, it is the end of the world.

When the author walks on to the stage the play is over. God is going to invade, all right: but what is the good of saying you are on His side then, when you see the whole natural universe melting away like a dream and something else—something it never entered your head to conceive—comes crashing in; something so beautiful to some of us and so terrible to others that none of us will have any choice left? For this time it will be God without disguise; something so overwhelming that it will strike either irresistible love or irresistible horror into every creature.

It will be too late then to choose your side. There is no use saying you choose to lie down when it has become impossible to stand up. That will not be the time for choosing: it will be the time when we discover which side we really have chosen, whether we realized it before or not. Now, today, this moment, is our chance to choose the right side. God is holding back to give us that chance. It will not last for ever. We must take it or leave it.

The events unfolding seem as though all the wildest conspiracy theories of yesterday hidden in the shadows are at once being manifest with shocking rapidity. The evil and carefully crafted plan under foot for the last 150 years seem to have sprung into being like an terrible Genie from a saucers lamp.

We who have awoken, like having a blinding cataract removed from our eyes, can see into a horrible unfolding dimension still invisible to the minds of those who see only the illusion of reality they have been programed to see.

No longer are the Claxton horn warnings of wacky scholars, and nutty whistleblowers of past decades the far our ramblings of madmen. It turns out they were all telling the truth all along. I am not afraid to die. Jesus Christ is my savior. I know how the story ends.

It like we are standing on and overpass and in one direction we see the traffic stopped in a blinding snowstorm, and in the other direction we see 50 semi trucks hurling along at top speed. We are screaming at the stranded motorist, "quite sitting their in your cars, and get off the roadway", but no one can hear us. It's traumatizing.

I like what C.S. Lewis says here, what is going on now feel almost like that, "natural universe melting away":

God will invade. But I wonder whether people who ask God to interfere openly and directly in our world quite realize what it will be like when He does. When that happens, it is the end of the world.

When the author walks on to the stage the play is over. God is going to invade, all right: but what is the good of saying you are on His side then, when you see the whole natural universe melting away like a dream and something else—something it never entered your head to conceive—comes crashing in; something so beautiful to some of us and so terrible to others that none of us will have any choice left? For this time it will be God without disguise; something so overwhelming that it will strike either irresistible love or irresistible horror into every creature.

It will be too late then to choose your side. There is no use saying you choose to lie down when it has become impossible to stand up. That will not be the time for choosing: it will be the time when we discover which side we really have chosen, whether we realized it before or not. Now, today, this moment, is our chance to choose the right side. God is holding back to give us that chance. It will not last for ever. We must take it or leave it.