(Romney’s Gods Problem)
And again I say unto you, It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God.
The key is a question: Why? Without understanding why (where various paths are available for realization), one may acknowledge this passage, yet, never actually care about, or learn (or live) the message – as (a cored) truth. Thus, for most of them, those who do not righteously seek, and those whose silver-spooned existence since birth has deprived (both by choice and obscured nature) even their imaginations of what the burdens are, of what those burdens lead to for the poor, their paths are essentially predestined in opposition – to discovery, to the answers.
In further exemplification, the latter denials (still) serve to fulfill the most destructive self-serving delusions (and repercussions):
And Jesus went into the temple of God, and cast out all
them that sold and bought in the temple, and overthrew
the tables of the moneychangers, and the seats of them
that sold doves,
And said unto them, It is written, My house shall be called
the house of prayer; but ye have made it a den of thieves.
In the present, a “rich” “den of thieves” persists in maliciously premeditated mockery – but not only in “house[s] of prayer”; for now, their soullessly hoaxed ideology (as if a religion in itself) has been firmly planted (“that, if it were possible, they shall deceive the very elect”) in media and coordinated governmental campaigns worldwide. To them, as they believe, their time has come. To those on the outside (of earthly mansions), watching, suffering, and rising (spiritually), many know that this very history was written of – thousands of years ago. While witnessing the onslaught, their beliefs and convictions (in sacred justifications) will also never falter through these prophesied progressions: “out of great tribulation,” “Here is the patience and the faith” – “in their foreheads” (though, at certain times of calling and duty, also written on their sleeves).
WindHarps: “Shared Words”
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