If you haven't figured out by now that we are at war, then
might want to put on a strong pot of coffee and read some headlines. Not all
wars are fought with bullets and bombs. Consider the weak spots in our culture
and then connect the dots.
Food. Welcome to the American Holodomor.
In past years, the food supply was a simple and local FM road, Farm to Market.
These days? Our food comes in on planes and ships from China and South America.
It comes from trucks loaded with fruits and veggies from California, watermelons
from Mexico, oranges from Florida. It comes from factory farms where chickens
are raised in filthy batteries, never seeing daylight in their entire short
lives.
Last year, many food production facilities mysteriously caught on fire or were
somehow destroyed. Must confess, I didn't cry too much when the Diarrhea
Pockets, er, I mean, Hot Pockets, factory went boom, but nevertheless, it was
"food" that many people like. Every fire happened in the wee hours;
what are the chances?
Weather has not been kind to our food. Between the barrage of freezes, droughts,
and floods, our food is under siege like never before; are these weather
hiccups from Mother Nature, or some other sinister source? If you've ever
looked at HAARP or even glanced up to the odd patterns of criss-cross clouds
that turn a happy blue sky into a murky gray overcast day, you could answer
that question right away.
If Fauci has been the [self-proclaimed] face of medical science, picture
Monsanto (new name "Bayer," but the reputation is the same) as the
image bearer of agricultural scientism; the realm of empirical knowledge is now
the god of this age. Monsanto gave us Agent Orange, Roundup, aspartame, and
genetic engineering (GE). All have had a horrific toll on human life, but GE is
the genocidal silver bullet that will not be surmounted without Divine
Intervention. GE literally carves out the genes of creation, the
"mark" of the Creator, and replaces it with the mark of a bestial
corporation. If you read this as the "mark of a beast," you wouldn't
be wrong. With mRNA technology now the latest abomination, not only is your
food GE, but you are, too. If you dare, take one terrifying peek at the end
result of GE crops: famine. Cold shivers may now be running down your neck as
you equate the mRNA end results in people: desolation. Monsanto might consider
its opus magnum to be Terminator Seeds. If you remember the Iraq war, a man
named Paul Bremer implemented Order 81 and burned the contents of Abu Ghraib, a
storehouse for heirloom seed since agriculture began in the Tigris-Euphrates
Valley. Today? Iraqi farmers must purchase new seeds every year from ...wait
for it... Monsanto (Bayer). They cannot save some of last year's seeds as they
did for thousands of years, because Terminator technology prevents propagation.
Food, therefore, is the weakest link in our infrastructure. The same evil,
Talmudist faction that starved four million Ukrainian Christians in the 1930s,
shooting them for trying to steal an onion from a field at night, is now in
power in that nation, and also has tentacles in our own govt. A recent overt
evidence of this was the presence of Azov soldiers who donned MAGA gear on Jan.
6, 2020. But it's the covert element of the Stalinistas that has been a
festering, malignant cancer in this nation for a long time. If I had to
pinpoint a time when the enemy got a stronghold, it would probably be the
aftermath of the Civil War and the empowerment of the Radical Republicans that
continued to starve and decimate the South -- a bastion of Calvinist
Christianity. A mere 40 years later, the Pure Food and Drug Act was passed, but
this was no innocent law with the pretext of protecting our food and medicine.
It was a brutal and savage act of war that used only four -- FOUR -- words to
destroy America. The four words:
"...man or other animals."
Really, the key word is "other." By grammatical context, man is
defined as just another animal. Every pastor in America should have been
enraged and taken to their pulpits like their earlier "Black
Regiment" brothers did in 1770. To define man as an animal was war against
God, who clearly tells us in the Bible that man is created in His image. Man is
not an animal, but was given stewardship over the animals. The entirety of
organic American law is based on the truth that man is sovereign, that govt
exists to serve and protect the God-given rights of man. But ------ if man is
an animal, then like the animal kingdom, the strongest bear rule. Individual
rights do not exist, as animals do not have rights. Animals are owned. Animals
are expendable, soulless creatures that serve the pleasure of the strongest
gun. Animals can be fed swill and garbage, be turned into leather or hamburger
at their owners' whims -- or even culled if they become too plentiful. Pharaoh
sent midwives to drown Hebrew male babies (Exodus 1:8-16), but these days the animal
owners send vaccines, abortions, and vasectomies to perceived threats. I kid
you not. The Nixon-era (1974) National Security Study Memorandum 200, led by
the old Talmudist sodomite, Henry Kissinger, compiled a list of 13 nations that
present the greatest threat to food security.
So, after this (hopefully) enlightening cyber road trip down the Food
Weaponization Highway, do I trust that there is a natural avian virus affecting
chickens and creating an egg shortage? Not for one iota of a second.
What do we do? FIRST: We identify the enemy.
Now I'm not a military woman, but I am a fighter, a daughter of Zion (Micah
4:13) in the tradition of Jael, and I have no hesitancy to properly insert a
tent stake between the temples of any Sisera who might present a mortal threat
to me or mine.
||| A short word about what is "mine." Something miraculous happened to my soul when I first met Baby Nathan, my Favorite Oldest Grandson (for the record, I also have a Favorite Youngest Grandson). I looked at him, swaddled in the nursery after he had struggled for nearly three days to leave my daughter's womb, and I barely whispered, "Nathan." I will never know how he heard my voice through the thick glass, but that baby turned his head to me and with his eyes, his soul said, "Yes, Gramma?" Now 45 years before this awesome day, when I was giving birth to his Mama, I had gotten the gifts that the Good Lord gives every new mama, eyes at the back of the head and an extra set of invisible arms. This day, I was given two Gramma Gifts that were equally esoteric but every bit as real as my Mama Gifts. In that moment, I saw not one (adorable, exquisite) baby, but all babies. Instantly, I knew I had Iron Horns and Bronze Hoofs -- a mind that was unchangeable and feet ready to stomp any threat to these Babies -- His Babies. Micah 4:13 “Rise and thresh, Daughter Zion, for I will give you horns of iron; I will give you hooves of bronze, and you will break to pieces many nations. You will devote their ill-gotten gains to the LORD, their wealth to the Lord of all the earth." |||
The Sisera of Corporatism
Corporations decide if we eat or starve. Corporations are fiction, created on paper by a state agency. Corporations have no conscience, they have no compassion, no empathy or sympathy. They exist to make profits. You, your wife, your children are means to an end, not THE end. Corporations do not advance the Kingdom of God, serving the King of Kings, the Lord Jesus Christ, with their whole heart, soul, and mind -- only Men, and FARMERS, with flesh and blood, created in the image of the Living God, have those. We tent-peg them by forming loving relationships with our neighbors. We work to provide things we are good at; they do the same, and we all share the bounty. Sometimes we trade for coin and sometimes we just….trade.
This concept is in my blood. My great-grampa, Dr. James
Pickett Owen (1873 – 1962) and his father, Dr. Thomas Madison Owen (1839-1899),
drove their horse-drawn buggies around backwoods Little Rock, tending to the
medical needs of country folk. They weren’t rich with money, but they were
wealthy because their patients blessed them with their homemade breads,
chickens, and moonshine. As a naturopathic
doctor myself, I too have bartered my services.
Now I will go from preaching to meddling. Is your church
a corporation? If it’s a 501(c)3, yes, it is created by the STATE. The STATE is
fiction on paper, and the Body of Christ is a Living Entity. When the “church”
is a creation of the STATE, it is subject to laws of the state, such as
political correctness or diversity demands that may well be proscribed by
Scripture. Might want to set aside a
tent-peg for this very formidable Sisera. Make it a big one; this Sisera is
slippery and tricksy. It wears the visage of piety while sugaring over the
devil himself, the hardest kind to kill. Just bring it up to fellow church
members, and you will see what I mean.
The Sisera of Centralization
Whether in politics or food distribution, centralization serves only one
purpose: control in the hands of those who do not have your best interests at
heart. American farmer Joel Salatin said
that at one time that the grocery store was not the centralized depository of
our food like it is today. Just a couple of generations ago, food was in the
ground, the smokehouse, the root cellar, the chicken coop, the pasture. “Grocery
store” was a strange place that most
people no idea about. Just think, when
your neighbor has chickens, you have chickens, and almost everyone has chickens,
what power does the grocery store have over you? YOU have the control over your
own food. Tent-peg it! Give a nod of
honor to ol’ Patrick Henry who warned us long ago about a strong central
government, and start to de-centralize your world.
I am preparing to practice what I preach. Callahan’s General Store in Austin is
the best place for baby chicks, saith their webpage, so within the next few
days, I will be a new Chicken Mama.
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