PERSONALITY CULTS-Dead wombs

PERSONALITY CULTS - Dead wombs.

“Blessed is the man whose heart is set on pilgrimage…”

On this road less traveled, it no longer haunts the soul that has known the midnite to be a best friend and the rollercoster that cruises it closer to its maker, seein that livin holy is as rare as seein black folks playin hockey, only reinforces this cliché among pilgrims, ‘The spiritual man must walk alone’.

We live in an age where the modern species would rather not look ‘His way’ because His way is a threat to the crowns humans have bestowed…

The cult of personalities-Celebrit-ism scoffs at the way of the master-the cross. This cult even hath the audacity to ooze its way into the house of Jay Master Jay like mucus from a septic wound.

We have come a long way dear brethren and we now have our own celebrities-Celebrity Pastors, evangelists, musicians, profets…

In every generation, God will always have a remnant. This breed of people know like their master that the very people that cry ‘Hossanah…’ as they set you on top of a mule are the very same people that will cry, ‘crucify’ hours later. The prophets know that their daily bread is affliction not celebration. He who is celebrated has his ego elevated, which is anti Christ. Christ and the cross are synonymous and the cross will always advocate for the slayin of the ego. The man with a cross around his neck is the ‘’modern day’ celebrity, while the one with the cross on his back is a dead man walkin. In most cases, if not all, he has very few companions. The road he travels, no one dares to tread alongside him because he is a man walking to his own funeral. The paradox is, He walks to his death only to meet his resurrection.

Again, I will echo what master Ravenhill once voiced. We need entertainment today, because there isn’t enuff joy in the house of the lord. Because entertainment is, the devil’s substitute to the joy of the lord.
Because there isn’t enough power in the house of God, people are always looking for the latest scientific development, and their hair stands up when they see some fancy show on TV.

Fleshpots beckon and even the Lord’s elect follow. Into the corridors of reveling they are found, mouth split open with saliva forming at both corners of the mouth-Mesmerized?
We amuse ourselves to hell. Reveling dear blogren, is noted among the lusts of the flesh. This is where the carnal and the spiritual are separated.
Me going to be amused at secular fleshpots…P square…s square…whatever…only makes God want to throw up.

Blogger like any other spot suffers the danger of becoming a tomb that forms personality cults where men would rather be celebrated and praised. We put men on a pedestal and would rather look at the merry side of things. A vice versa comment will catch many a blogger throwing tantrums like Da Brat, and the innocence of the blog is betrayed by the mass of tantrums that blogren will throw in an attempt to defend ‘their own’. This is where the strength of our faith (wat we livin for) is tested.

Our superficiality comes to the surface as we smite those that would rathet tell us the truth than hype us.

For the Christian blogger, you have only one relevant audience, so I bin told. Yo posts are first of all, incense unto the lord. If that incense is acceptable, then the lord in His sovereignity will sprinkle it on whomsoever He wills. I bin told, I have to post at least one story a week to allow time to generate more comments. Many a time, I have sat down and words come gushing like water through a broken pipe. My pen has been like the tongue of an eloquent speaker. Other times have I sat quietly as the mid nite oil burnt silently but hardly has a single phrase or word come through. The lord afflicts me with His silence at the mid nite hour as I patiently wait. I must eat before I serve, so I first chew His burden before it can translate into words from my innermost being.

Fellow pilgrims, our success is, not measured by how many comments our graffiti walls peck, but how many saints our words make.
The folly of 1000 comments is that not one of them will be genuine leave alone talking about the honesty of the heart hyping us. Their morality to please/hype us is not pure morality at all.

On most occasions, they will drop comments but mourn the fact that you aint visiting their graffiti walls. Something fishy , about their motives. See?

Alas, we suffer the peril of falling into the trap of the personality cult that I have barely scratched on the back. The desire to stand well with even our ‘religious’ friends destroys originality and makes imitators out of us. But the way to escape this snare is simple. Make a complete surrender to God, love Him with all your heart and love every man for His sake. Determine to obey your own convictions as they crystallize within you as a result of prayer and constant study of the scriptures. After that, you may safely ignore the expectations of your friends as well asv the criticism of your enemies.

Jesus would not commit himself to those who praised Him because He knew their hearts. The very lips that praise you today will shout ‘crucify’ tomorrow.

As I conclude, let me repeat this. THE PROPHET WILL ALWAYS BE HOUNDED AND WOUNDED (one gal in the palace asked for John the Baptist’s head for a birth day gift and Jezebel put a price on the head of Elijah). But faint not for this is the destiny of every true servant of the lord-even death on the stake! Befoe you venture into the lord’s bizz, pledge yo head to heaven. Flee any appearance of evil. Let us lose ourselves from any carnal fear and act from within with a total disregard of the opinions of others coz we write, speak and live for the opinion of the hosts of heaven. AMEN!