June 14th 2023
Five years ago, just months prior to being told I had about six months to live with Esophageal cancer, I had no idea that I was to be faced with so many life-threatening decisions. Life is an endless existence of decision making. Perhaps this is a contributing factor with young people today, looking with fond thoughts towards a life under a Communist or authoritarian rule of government. A life where few decisions are made by the citizens. This is the hope of the WHO under Klaus Schwab where you will have nothing and you will be happy. You will also have no decisions to make regarding your future as all those life learning decisions will be made for you by the state. Yes, the state that can’t so much as run a Lemonade stand. I am thankful we haven’t reached that place yet but there is every possibility we could before I am called away by the Grim Reaper.
I feel I am no stranger to decision making as I have led a life somewhat more adventuresome than most. I have never had a regular pay cheque, but I have signed many thousands. Many months we had to live on savings waiting for the next break in our luck and then for a while we would be living like Kings again. We have travelled the world. We have lived in Little tin houses and a few mansions. All this through times of having to make decisions that would have a great impact on our future. In the fall of 2018, I was told I would be dead before the snow was melted the following spring. Life decisions are vital and not to be taken lightly. I was challenged to take life and death very seriously and start deciding how I was going to manage this Dilema. My cancer story is written in detail on my blog (rantingsandraves.com) so suffice to say, my decision was the correct one even though it went against almost all the professional health care people with whom I was dealing. When I was faced with the Bio Weapon, the so-called vaccine for covid less than two years following my cancer surgery, I was obliged to do the same as before and do some in depth research before making the plunge into unchartered waters. Results were to reject the authorities again. I touch wood every time I tell my story, not to offend the Gods, but my wife and I are in our mid to late 80’s and unjabbed and covid free. If the government were to have had a hand in my life choices, I would not be alive to write this story.
Our world has changed from when I was a boy. In spite of two world wars and many other smaller wars, we as a people are different. We have lost our innocence and our meekness. Our faith in a God of Love and Peace has all but vanished. We have given ourselves over to other Gods. Read in 2nd Timothy 3 Verses 1-4.
2 Timothy 3 – Verses 1-4
1.But know this that in the last days perilous times will come:
2. For men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy,
3. unloving, unforgiving, slanderers, without self-control, brutal, despisers of good,
4. traitors, headstrong, haughty, lovers. of pleasure rather than lovers of God,
Sounds appropriate for the times we are in. Never in our history has man been closer to the last days mentioned above. The signs are there for us to see. Down through our history, the tell signs of an imminent collapse of a culture are, * the tearing down of historic monuments and statues,*changing the language and * infiltrating the education of children. The higher houses of education are awash with Woke and Progressiveness, and some of the Godless radical Gay and Lesbian creeps are in the schools, libraries and even the Whitehouse spreading their evil message.
God has issued warnings of the days to come, in his book the Bible. Countless times in the Old and the New testaments are warnings of the days ahead for a Godless society. He wants us to be prepared and ready for his wrath if we continue in our sinful ways. Why then do so many good people want to ignore his warnings? Live and let live and don’t complicate my life with having to make a decision. Will I side with God or the Devil?
Paul D. Scott rantingsandraves.com