Plandemic?

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How does one become so cynical about everything?

I watched a woman speak at one of those town board type meetings and the first words out of her mouth were that there is ‘no such thing as Covid’ and that it is simply a wide-ranging plan that includes ‘all of Washington and all of Hollywood’ to gain control of the children.

What?

The woman, who looked like a perfectly normal human being, implored all of us to ‘open your minds to the possibility that the vaccine is the final nail in the coffin for all of civilization’.

How does one get to that point?

She did offer a solution in a video clip that went absolutely viral.

Her faith is in God!

There are a whole bunch of unvaccinated people who are sick and dying.

It’s not that God is letting them down…

…it’s more like their warped vision of God is failing them.

Doesn’t it stand to reason that an all-knowing, all-loving God would have more of a hand in the solution rather than the problem?

It’s odd to me.

There are tremendous conflicts in the thought processes here.

Here’s what I think it looks like to a percentage of the population:

God, angry because there are gays and immoral behaviors has sent Covid to deal with the sinners. He is raging mad and wants to punish the world.

The fact that other people (good people) are dying is of no consequence! 

God is just mad!

Yet, having faith and loving God with all your heart shall set you free and allow you to survive Covid (which isn’t really real anyway) as long as you sing His praises.

This is where I become disconnected a bit.

First off, because that makes zero logical sense and secondly because the most cherished of all the commandments is “Treat others as you would like to be treated” and “whatever happens to the least of all people, actually happens to God.”

I was taught that God was about LOVE.

“God loves you even as a sinner,” the nuns told us. 

“Only God will judge you,” others claimed.

Whole lot of judging going on.

How does one reconcile a hatred of gays, or immigrants, or libtards, or Hollywood elites, or anyone?

How is that all rolled up in an all-knowing, all-loving God?

There are countless gifs and memes about Jesus and how the man He was might be treated in today’s world.

The Bible contains a great number of stories on how Jesus stood up and befriended a prostitute, assisted the poor, and did not suffer money-changers or fools.

A life built on love has little time for the rage in the eyes of those ranting and raving about everything and everyone who doesn’t agree with their view of the world.

And the blinding hatred of all who do not look exactly as they do.

Jesus was a middle eastern man.

An immigrant.

Most likely of the libtard mindset because He died and was risen for all men and women.

‘Nobody wins unless everyone wins’ is a 4-word slogan that I think about a lot.

There are a great number of people who are suffering in this world.

They get up each day and work hard to try and provide for their family.

They get sick and die here in the richest nation in the world because they can’t afford health care.

A great number are oppressed through no fault of their own. They just happened to be born different or black, or brown or poor.

I like to think that Jesus or God has a purpose for all of those people as well.

Love is what was preached about back then.

Rage & hatred and prejudice and just day after day of miserable regurgitation of pure derision?

That’s not in ANY Bible I ever read.

Then again, maybe that woman is right and I’m just too stupid to see the signs.

That could be.

I guess.

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John said…
I thank God that this theory is not holding up well for them. Darwin’s is holding up better by comparison.
14 August, 2021
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