This is called mob rule. This is called injustice. This is the result of a nation, once cohesive by commonality, but now forever fractured by swift demographic shift and a steady diet of political divide and conquer propaganda. True national unity, civility, and community seems to have been relegated to exist only as fond memories or as readable history.
This man died because of BLM. A man’s life was dissolved by a system bending to the will of a terrorist group that claims to value life. I must assume by evidence thus far that not only do black lives matter, but only black lives matter. They sure do their best to destroy the lives of people who don’t fall under that black banner.
Time and again, I’m seeing white people put in situations where they are forced to defend their lives with deadly force against a ruthless mob. Time and again the system fails white people and they have the book thrown at them. It’s as if each one of these victims is to be an example to the next man who would dare value his own life. Again, as if to say that we had better allow ourselves to be martyrs for BLM, Antifa, and the Democratic Party, which by the way, are no longer to be looked at separately.
The democrat party owns this lawlessness now and to amplify the urgency of the times, where they once were quiet and careful not to speak loudly about their support of militant mobs, now they openly support proudly and have taken the mask off, no pun intended.
This will not stop. It’s only getting worse. Everyone is seemingly keeping their heads down as we march right into oblivion. I hope the smiles that linger above the filthy hands that are behind this are happy to be blood soaked. Because the bodies are starting to add up.
I see stupid shirts on celebrities. “I can’t breathe”, “Say her name”, “BLM”, “Justice for whoever this week’s faux hero is.”
I’ve been through the entire spectrum of thoughts and emotions about all of this, which all seems to cycle through in intervals. We’ve been forced into a position where we have to stand up for the forgotten man. A man I had myself forgotten about, or rather never thought about until I was forced to. That forgotten man is you. It’s me. It’s Jake Gardner. It’s countless others who’ve been betrayed by a cowardly politician or party. Yet, in general, the forgotten man is white of America’s founding stock, and is demonized every hour of every day by every channel available to those who hate us. It’s become a national pastime. White = Bad. White Male = worse. White Male Christian = Game Over.
But we must understand, their hatred for us is only an extension of their rabid hatred for Christ Jesus.
One of the greatest challenges we face as Christians during the current year of our Lord and moving forward, is while we constantly see injustice after injustice stacked upon lawlessness, double standards, and brazen lies, we must not let our love grow cold. Nor can we become mirror images of these ghouls who want our demise. We have to keep Christ in focus. To remember whom we serve and wait patiently for our moves to be made clear and spiritually guided. We do not want to find ourselves outside of God’s will and possibly even fighting against God himself. Our country has had the rod of correction coming for a long while. Why it has taken so long is a bright testament to the Lord’s long suffering and mercy.
I’m not saying that the individuals who are having their lives ruined and even consumed by the mobs and corrupt institutions deserve what they get. I am only saying that we, as Americans, deserve whatever we have coming and more. God will not be mocked. Nor will he turn a blind eye to a nation that claims to be of Him, only to ignore every precept and thumb our noses at the natural and spiritual laws put into place by the only wise King.
I do hope and pray we get reprieve. But I also know that, we do not deserve it, nor do I feel that in my spirit, I’m being led to expect it.
“Ah sinful nation, a people laden with iniquity, a seed of evildoers, children that are corrupters: they have forsaken the Lord, they have provoked the Holy One of Israel unto anger, they are gone away backward. Why should ye be stricken any more? ye will revolt more and more: the whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint. From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; but wounds, and bruises, and putrifying sores: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with ointment. Your country is desolate, your cities are burned with fire: your land, strangers devour it in your presence, and it is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.”
When Christians, the very elect, refuse sound doctrine, and by a majority, worship a people in flesh, instead of God in spirit, worship a state, a false blasphemous religion, mammon… our golden calf grows daily. We feed it in abundance. What do we truly expect of a righteous judge? God help us .