Given the rather recent barrage of
public shootings (2 that have been widely publicized within the last month), I
feel the wind blowing me to muse a bit upon the 2nd Amendment. Do not get me wrong. I’m not here to make light of any situation,
nor the deaths that resulted. Indeed any
time death is involved there is tragedy, for in my view, if death is even
allowed to enter the spectrum, we are dealing in a realm for which we were not
designed. Anytime we are dealing with
death, inevitably we have been duped into negotiating with an enemy that has
already been defeated. Just as God does
not negotiate with the devil, I myself do not find it wise or prudent to
negotiate with someone’s false identity.
What do I mean by this? Simply
put, whether it be Adam Lanza or the Holiday Fireman Shooter, or James Holmes,
or Sirhan Sirhan, or Lee Harvey Oswald or Osama Bin Laden, or Adolf Hitler, I
will not stand to agree that any of these people were pure evil. I will not marvel at how they could’ve
possibly done what they did, etc. In
doing so, we seem to miss the point.
That human life is at stake, and it is at stake because we have failed
to see the value in that life. Thus is
the case with some of these more infamous individuals. They were/are not “evil” men. They were/are simply people who didn’t know
who they truly were/are, and thus seeing no value in themselves, stopped seeing
value in others. I shudder to think how
many times throughout the week we view others in a similar light. Getting so caught up in the rigor and anxiety
of modern living, that we reduce the glorious mystery of the people around us
to mere annoyances that we just don’t have time for. Sure, none of us may go on a killing
spree. But my point is that when we lose
touch with the mystery and value of human life and life in general, we can very
easily be swayed by seeds of bitterness that may cause us to commit some rather
ignoble deeds.
Of
course the media has parleyed its waves of anxious energy and attempted thought
control upon the viewing public. The
viewers of course, in concert with the media’s reactionary controlled chaos
have acted, well, in usual reactionary fashion.
My encouragement to you is this:
stand firm in who you are and stop reacting. Take dominion over your thoughts, this is the
realm of the soul and why the soul is so important. If we allow anything to possess our thought
life or distract us from what we really know about ourselves, then we have
willingly allowed our creative energy to be stolen. This is exactly what most media does, and
sadly this is how many of us live our lives.
We react to situations, submit ourselves to the mercy of our
circumstances, and act accordingly. Thus
many of us have been more discipled by the world system than we have by the
Spirit of God (LIFE AND LOVE ITSELF) that dwells within us. So of course, there is going to be a knee
jerk reaction to something like the tragedy that occurred in Connecticut, or
the holiday shooting in New York. If
more Sons of God claimed dominion, then such things would not happen. In fact war and even death itself would
become obsolete, only distant memories, and eventually no t even memories at
all.
Controlled
chaos is a term some of us might need to be more aware of. This is exactly how media and government use
tragedies such as the recent shooting to propagate fear among the masses and to
create an atmosphere that readily subjects us to circumstance, thus making it
easy for us to grant dominion to laws, rules, regulations, and governing
authorities that have no business lording over us. By promoting such a reactionary atmosphere,
the air is charged with chatter that attempts to infiltrate the thoughts of
mankind. So with something like the
shootings, we see many fear based reactions, the people in fear agree to
putting a bandaid over the cancer and agree to relinquish 2nd
Amendment rights. Just in the past week,
thousands of former gun owners in California WILLINGLY turned in all their
firearms at government dispensaries for lousy $100-$200 cash credits.
The
2nd Amendment isn’t about owning guns. I can hear all the hippies now saying if we
got rid of guns then all these people wouldn’t die. You do realize that the same Bill of Rights
that guarantees your failed protests in freedom of speech, guarantees our
rights to bear arms. The 2nd
Amendment was put into place in order for private citizens to protect
themselves from a corrupt government, or to overthrow the government if
necessary. The 2nd Amendment is not about a
bunch of craz-o’s plotting to take over the world--That’s what your N.W.O.
Bankster-owned government is trying to do, the same government that poisons all
the food, water and air, and you keep running to them asking for handouts and
willingly putting yourself into bondage.
Point being, guns or no guns, the 2nd Amendment is part of
ruling over yourself. Responsible,
honourable people, who know who they are, aren’t going to run out and go on
killing sprees. The issue is not going
to be solved by adding more rules and regulations. It is only solved when people know love. People in love who know love and know their
own value do not need a laundry list of do’s and don’ts. In fact, removing such rules and regulations
treats people as if they are noble and honourable, which does not assume guilt. When people realize that they are not guilty
and they are not refraining from something just to avoid punishment, they act
accordingly. It’s what we were taught
when we were kids: Respect others and
they will respect you back. Same
concept.
The
line of reasoning employed by the regime to attempt to repeal/remove the 2nd
Amendment is this: Since you people are
too stupid to quit killing each other, we are going to take your guns away from
you. The danger is that this reasoning
can be used to slay any of our rights.
The 4th Amendment would be done away with like this: Since you’re too stupid to manage your own
property or you can’t afford your own property, we will manage it for you. Once one of them goes, the rest will be soon
to follow. This is what happened to
Israel repeatedly in the Old Testament.
This is what happened in England, and why the founding fathers left and
established/stole the united States.
This is what happened in Greece and Rome near the time of Christ. This is the very thing that happened in
Germany during the rise of the Nazi regime (which U.S. businesses funded and
supported btw.)
Guns
are there for our protection, but it’s not about protection it’s about trusting
and respecting people, rather than treating them like malicious little kids who
don’t deserve anything. Personally, I
don’t own a gun, and I really don’t plan on owning one. The only time I would own a gun was if it
were a means of providing food for my family, but then again, we’re mostly
vegetarians so, killing big game for meat wouldn’t be much of an option anyway
(only under extreme duress.) But this is
a willing choice I make. It is not
something I do because the ruling regime suggests that it’s bad for me to own a
gun. I grew up with guns. I know how to shoot. I have a healthy respect for firearms. Guns do not scare me. I do not own a gun because I do not need
one. I trust myself and God enough to
provide for and protect my family.
That’s not to say that it’s bad or God isn’t with you if you own a
gun. That’s your choice and I commend
you for it. What I’m trying to emphasize
is to make the choice that’s right for you and do it from a place of freedom,
not from a place of fear or rebellion.
There are just as many people that tout their 2nd Amendment
rights with a spirit of defiance, as there are people who are getting rid of
their guns because they are afraid the FBI is going to raid their house. Do what is right for you. At the end of the day trust God as your
protection. Not the government. And definitely not your guns.
Often,
when I speak upon this subject, many people pose the question: “Well, what am I supposed to do if robbers
break into my house, or someone is pointing a gun at me ready to shoot? If I don’t have a gun, I’ll get myself and my
family killed.” If a robber breaks into
your house, then ask him what he wants and give him everything you have. This is the gospel. If someone threatens to kill you, realize how
foolish that is. No one can kill you,
you are immortal. Look him in the eye
and tell him how beautiful he is. In the
past, this was something I knew in concept.
Over the course of the last few years, I have lived it out in some
rather extreme circumstances. There is
one testimony I have that absolutely changed the way I saw mortality and the
sovereign power of God, which firmly rooted in me a greater understanding of
what it means that no one can take my life from me, but I can freely give it to
all. I believe when this gets firmly
grounded in the human spirit, the need for any kind of weapon or self defence
absolutely gets demolished by the sovereign power of God, His faith in you and
your faith in Him. Here is the
testimony:
It
was about 2:30 A.M. I was living with my
parents at the time after having just finished grad school. In want of gainful employment, I took a job
as a waiter/bartender at a country club near the town where my parents
live. This night, I was driving home
from that job where we had been catering some late night banquet or wedding. I had worked a double that day, which is 12
hours on my feet with virtually no break.
I was tired, my feet were a bit sore.
But I had been tipped well and I had a couple of days off to look
forward to, and at that point in my life I had just become aware of my
uninterrupted union with God and how I could feel and His presence everywhere
and tap into the realities of Heaven any time I wanted to.
While
driving, I noticed that I was turning down a road that I normally would not
take. I could still get home by going
this way, but it would take about 10 minutes longer and it was notorious for
having police trolling up and down this late at night. Rather than turn around and head back to take
my normal route, I understood that the Holy Ghost was taking me on an
adventure. So I asked the Lord, “What do
you want me to do?” I heard the Lord
say, “Watch the road.” So that’s what I
did. I noticed the streetlamps reflect a
luminous brilliance off of the newly paved asphalt road. I saw the cop car hidden in an inlet hard to
see from the road, so I slowed down.
After I passed this little intersection, I saw absolutely nothing. There were no other cars on the road. No buildings. Not even any wind. Everything stopped. At that point I wasn’t even sure if my car
was moving. In that eerie stillness, I
could feel the air beginning to be charged with some palpable, kinetic
energy. The hair stood up on the back of
my neck and I had goosebumps all over my body.
Just as I was about to ask the Lord what was going on, a car came
speeding from behind me, jumped the median, and began driving down the wrong
side of the road.
The
voice of the Lord went from quiet to loud in a flash. It wasn’t a frantic order, but more of an
authoritative command. “FOLLOW THAT
CAR.” It seemed a little strange, but
for some reason I can’t explain, I was not afraid. I knew the Lord was going to protect me. So I began following although the car had
already passed from sight. I drove in
the direction I thought I had seen the speeding car go, but as I drove, I heard
the voice the Holy Ghost telling me which way to turn. GO LEFT HERE.
KEEP GOING STRAIGHT. TURN
RIGHT. RUN THE LIGHT. RUN THE LIGHT, IT’S OKAY THE COPS CAN’T DO
WHAT I NEED YOU TO DO TONIGHT. So I
followed the Holy Ghost’s directions. I
ended up in a different part of town, notably a “rougher part of town” and I
saw the car that had sped past me pull into a gas station. At the other end of the gas station a
four-door truck had pulled into the parking lot, facing the other car. I had no idea what was going on, but I knew I
was supposed to be there.
So,
three people walk out of the gas station.
Two girls and one guy, and I could tell by their tattoos and the colors
they wore that all three were gang members and belonged to M.S.-13. As they walked out of the station store five
men from the car got out, three of them had guns. At the same time four men from the truck
parked across the lot got out, they were all armed as well. All 9 of these men ran towards the two women
and the man leaving the store. By the
time I pulled into the parking lot, all I saw were 3 people on the ground
getting massacred. I knew why I was
there.
Once
again, I don’t know how to explain it. It
was just like an impulse. I was not
afraid. I did not think about
anything. I got out of my car and walked
right into the middle of the scuffle and I heard the voice of the Lord speaking
through me, “HEY GUYS WHAT’S GOING ON HERE?”
Almost immediately after I said this, all but one of the assailants ran
back to their cars. One guy was still
trying to beat up one of the women, when I walked up to him and he saw me, he
fell down. The woman scurried off and
guy beating her got up and eyed me. He
had his hand on his hip like he was about to pull a gun out. I don’t know if he was armed or not. That didn’t matter. At first, we was going to try to get up and
come at me, but I looked him straight in the eye and told him to leave. He immediately shut up and did a double take
like he couldn’t believe what I had just told him. He then started yelling that the woman needed
to pay what she owed and he kept yelling obscenities and screaming things about
his life and about God, almost like he was making confession to me. I looked him in the eye and said, “I DON’T
CARE. YOU HAVE NO BUSINESS HERE. NOW LEAVE.”
At that, he got in the car with the other guys and drove off into the
night.
I
went to attend to the victims. They were
all relatively fine considering the massive beatdown that had occurred. One of the women had a tooth knocked
out. The other one was bleeding pretty
bad from the nose. I’m pretty sure her
nose was broken. The man was up and
moving gingerly. I wouldn’t be surprised
if he cracked a couple of ribs. But from
the way the mob descended upon them I was surprised that they weren’t
dead. I asked them if they were okay and
if they needed any help. They said that
they were fine and said I’d helped enough.
Their only request was that I not call the cops. What surprised me the most out of all of it,
was that despite the late hour, there was a crowd of people that had just been
standing outside the gas station watching these three people get beat up, and
no one did or was going to do a thing about it.
What
I want to draw out of this testimony is that in my obedience, in following the
voice of the Lord, I was preserved and so was everybody involved. They were armed, I was not. Yet, no violence occurred to me, and any
other violence occurring immediately ceased.
I didn’t need a gun. I didn’t
even need to attempt to defend myself. 2nd
Amendment yes or no is trivial if sons and daughters of God are not operating
in dominion and authoritative power, thereby executing the mandates of heaven
upon the earth. Guns or no guns, the
word of the Lord and His corporate residence within you trumps everything
else. It is our trust in God, rooted and
founded upon pure and true love, that is our protection and provision. It is not some law, rule or regulation. It is not even some inanimate object or war
machine. It is not even the U.S.
Government. Love each other and you’ll
see what The Father sees about you.
Questions, comments and contact me at mmonk23@gmail.com or check out what we have on the docket for 2013 at ekstasisministries.org
I love you,
Matt
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