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Wednesday, April 22, 2015

What I've Been Up To

Something strange has been happening for the past few weeks. Every morning, without fail, as soon as I wake up I am drawn to a long forgotten project I’ve been tinkering with for the better part of a decade. It is a book about the persecuted church during the Communist dictatorship in Romania containing stories I’ve collected over the years.

As I said, I’ve been tinkering with it for a very long time, but it never seemed like the right time to finish it. Suddenly it’s all I can think about and focus on, and something is driving me to finish it sooner rather than later.

I think I’m close to finishing it, but I’ve been thinking I was close for at least the past five years.

I will keep you updated on the progress, and since much has been happening in the world, as soon as I can carve out a little time – something easier said than done – I will get back to a semi regular writing schedule.  

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

Saturday, April 4, 2015

Not So Harmless After All

So it’s settled. No further discussion need be had, no insistence upon scouring Biblical text to see the truth contained therein, just take it at face value and move along: Jesus died so Creflo Dollar could get his 65 million dollar jet. If you haven’t as yet mortgaged your home and sent him the proceeds thereof, you possess no faith, and as such you will never reach the heights of prosperity wherein you may one day hope to own a shack in the same zip code as Creflo.

Serving Jesus sure is profitable. How could you not have people lining up around the block for a chance at the brass ring when they are continually told that once they’ve signed the contract and become an ambassador of the Lord, riches the likes of which mere mortals can only dream of are theirs for the taking.

In case you thought the desire for a new private jet was for some trifling reason, Creflo made it abundantly clear it was so he could go and preach the gospel. So naysayers, be gone. This is not so much a want as it is a need, granted a 65 million dollar need, but a need nonetheless.

Ever since I started this blog, every time I would do a piece on one of the pimps in the pulpit, these dazzling examples of vapid theological emptiness whose only concern is getting more stuff and whose only message is that God wants you to have more stuff, there would be the inevitable handful of e-mails insisting that these men were harmless.

Some even went on to rebuke me for attacking the ‘men of God’, and not taking the time to understand the immense burden and responsibility they are carrying on their shoulders.

The older I get the less inclined I am to suffer fools, and unless someone is sincere and open about hearing the truth, I tend to let those comments just float on by.

By now, most of those whose heads are not firmly buried in the sand are realizing that such wolves within the household of faith are not harmless, and that their brand of theology has rendered the church impotent, powerless, and fearful. The smell of cowardice wafts from the halls of many a grand tabernacle, and when it comes to serious matters, Biblical matters, matters of righteousness and holiness and purity unto God, you can hear the crickets chirp, and not much else.

We are breeding cowards, and teaching the art of compromise to those who ought to be fearless warriors of the cross, and whose position ought to be crystal clear from the onset.

God has not wrought this upon us, the pulpit pimps have, and rather than call them out on it, believers still defend them and stand up for them.

The enemy marches, and there isn’t even a token opposition from the church. The devil’s not even breaking sweat, yet we’re still prancing about calling ourselves the apple of God’s eye, and demanding the sheep sheer themselves and send in as much as they can, because we deserve to travel in style given the cesspool of heresy we’ve encouraged them to wallow in all these years.

What floors me is that even now, with all that’s going on in the world, with all the signs pointing to some of the most turbulent times the world has ever seen, these people still have a following, and Christians are still willing to come to their defense even though they are not as willing to come to the defense of Christ.

In the age of idolatry, wherein men are deemed little gods and their word is law, it is safe to realize that they are anything but harmless.

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

Monday, March 23, 2015

What Now?

“Up until a few weeks ago I thought you were crazy. I heard some of your teachings online, and whenever you would talk about persecution coming to America I snickered, thinking it could never happen here. In my mind I compared you to the UFO folks; entertaining, but nothing more. I apologize. I see it now, and it scares me. What now? What will become of the church when persecution does come?”

This is how a lengthy e-mail I received over the weekend started. Even some who vehemently refused to see the writing on the wall can’t ignore it any longer, and the pervasive ‘what now?’ has become a constant drone, like white noise you don’t notice until you do.

Some have taken the position of being incensed, of calling the world out on its hypocrisy, duplicity, double standard, and willingness to gloss over the reality of persecution coming to a neighborhood near you, as though the world cares a whit that they are incensed.

In their mind your silencing is for the greater good, and that’s all the justification needed to come down like a hammer on any dissenters and individuals brave enough to point out the inconsistencies in any given matter.

Although far more believers are seeing the inevitable persecution on the horizon, there is still confusion as to what will become of the household of faith, and what will have to be done in order to get through it.

The first thing that will occur shortly after persecution begins is a great and mighty sifting in the midst of those calling themselves believers. Anyone not wholly committed to Christ, anyone not wholly sold out to Him, will fall by the wayside as so much dross, inventing ad hoc theologies to justify their cowardice and faithlessness.

Seeing as the world loves anything that undermines truth, they will promote and popularize these new heretical theologies, furthermore alienating true believers and those who realize there is no compromising with the darkness.

As the persecution will continue to intensify, true believers will have no choice but to go underground, to star meeting in secret, meeting in homes, in barns, wherever they are able to congregate and fellowship and encourage one another.

I believe it is at this juncture, wherein it will be dangerous to call yourself a Christian, and doing so may cost you everything, that we will see the power of God flood those who remain faithful, and as a direct result, the manifestation of the gifts of the Holy Spirit will no longer be a rare occurrence, but something common and even expected.

Good will come of persecution because it will inevitably draw those who are sincere in their desire to serve Jesus, closer to Him. Good will come of hardship because it will teach the faithful greater dependence upon God. Good will come of the fire because it will eliminate every impurity, and make the gold pure as it ought to be.

I realize some of you are torn between praying to be counted worthy to escape these things, and praying for boldness to endure to the end. I cannot tell you which to pray for, but I know which I am praying for.

Personally, I want to see the power of God manifest fully among His children. Personally, I want to walk through the fire without getting burned. Personally, I want to see God continue to prove His faithfulness in every area of my life, and as such the only thing I can pray for is courage, and boldness, and steadfastness to stare down the coming storm without an ounce of fear, and prepare my heart for what is coming.

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

The Outsiders

I’ve been doing more praying than writing lately. I’ve been doing more praying than pretty much anything else if I am to be perfectly honest, and I think anyone seeing the world for what it has become, and watching the chess pieces moving on the chessboard with lightning fast speed can do nothing less.

We knew these things were coming, for long and long we knew. Seeing them up close, however, does make one catch their breath and realize these are just the outlying storm clouds. The brunt of the storm itself and the true fury thereof has not yet arrived.

My heart breaks as I watch more and more people tether their hopes to the church, thinking it a place of refuge and safety, only to have their hopes shattered at the revelation that the church is full to the rafters with godless wolves who are tirelessly bringing in destructive heresies, hoping to seduce, to tempt, to deceive, and to shipwreck faith in the Christ, as well as the Word.

It seems like every other day there is some Christian college somewhere embracing what God abhors, and lest anyone have the temerity to say anything about it, they’ve already taken preemptive measures and painted any who would object as being bigoted knuckle draggers whose only place on this earth is a cave somewhere.

There no longer remains reverence for the Word of God, and as such we can call it a story book, the ramblings of long dead people who had nothing better to do than sit down and scrawl some chicken scratches on some parchment, or an antiquated tome likened to an instructional manual on making buggy whips.

There is no outrage, and this outrages me. There is no outcry, no call for the immediate dismissal of those who would slander the Word of God and compare it to nothing more than useless dross and filler.

With each passing day those who continue to cling to Christ and stand on the Word will be labeled outsiders. With each passing day those that refuse to be indoctrinated into the new and glorious heresy will be marginalized, shunned, and made out to be the worst kind of humans.

Most of you already know this; you’ve prepared your hearts for it. You’ve steeled your constitution, and are ready to brave the crashing waves of hatred and vitriol. This post is not so much for you, but for those who still walk about with their heads in the clouds thinking if only they make enough compromises, if only they acquiesce enough, if only they become more and more like the world, the world will eventually embrace them.

As long as you cling to Christ, you are a foreign entity and the world’s singular purpose is to expel you. The only way to be at peace with the world is to betray the cross, and sadly more and more ‘spiritual leaders’ and men of renown are doing exactly that.

For the past six years or so I’ve been warning of coming persecution only to be mocked, ridiculed, and even laughed out of some churches. It’s good to see some are at least are catching up, seeing what’s on the horizon, and beginning to sound the alarm.

Make your peace about being an outsider. Make your peace with the reality that you will be ostracized, maligned, marginalized, and persecuted. Pray not to be spared these things, but rather pray for the boldness, courage, and strength to endure them.

The hour draws nigh, and He who sees all will judge in righteousness and holiness among His own. You will know when this has commenced from the wailing and mourning that will pierce the silence.  
With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

Thursday, February 19, 2015

And Now You Know!

Some months back, when I called Rob Bell a heretic, I got a ton of hate mail calling me unloving, intolerant, a knuckle dragger unwilling to see beyond my own legalistic dogma, jealous, envious of another man’s success, and a few other choice things that I cannot repeat here lest children happen upon my blog.

Recently, Mister Bell pulled the mask off altogether and spewed a few more nuggets of worldly wisdom that has all of Christendom apoplectic, wondering why they couldn’t see the man for what he was sooner.

I’m not much for ‘I told you so’. Not to toot my own horn, but if I were a fan of the ‘I told you so’ fad, I’d spend half my waking hours telling people, ‘I told you so’.

That this man is still called a pastor is an outrage to reason and sensibility. That this man is still touted as a man of God is beyond the pale, and anyone calling themselves a Christian still defending his teaching should really consider visiting a mental health specialist sooner rather than later.

To answer the question that is on so many a mind, the question being how exactly Mister Bell could come to the conclusion that the church is a hair’s breadth away from embracing every vile and wicked act as being the embodiment of love, one must look at what he thinks of the Word of God, then look no further than that.

Since I do not want to be accused of putting words in Mister Bell’s mouth, I will quote verbatim his response to a question posed by yet another luminary of the modern day American Church and Spiritual movement, Oprah Winfrey, regarding what seems to be the gotcha topic of the moment, homosexual unions.

“I think culture is already there and the church will continue to be even more irrelevant when it quotes letters from 2,000 years ago as their best defense, when you have in front of you flesh-and-blood people who are your brothers and sisters, and aunts and uncles, and co-workers and neighbors, and they love each other and just want to go through life with someone.”

Bravo, well done, hip hip, you virtuous and brave defender of the faith, you. To call this man a pastor is like calling someone who mutilates cats in their basement a doctor. I’m sorry, I can’t do this anymore. Seriously! How much more idiocy must we put up with until there is a resounding chorus of ‘enough’ from the household of faith? Does anyone even care anymore? If no one else does, why should I?

As I said, one need only look at Mister Bell’s reply to understand how little he thinks of the God of the Bible, and the Bible itself. Rather than calling it the inerrant, infallible, absolute Word of God, Mister Bell refers to the Bible as simply letters from 2,000 years ago, chiding those who would quote it as less than intelligent individuals who are waging a losing battle. In his not so humble opinion, if your only defense for the position you hold is the Bible, then you are a fool, an imbecile, a clueless troglodyte who deserves to be segregated to some desert somewhere, where you can live out the rest of your days quoting 2,000 year old letters to others of your ilk. This man still calls himself a pastor and others refers to him as a pastor! I’m sorry I feel the need to reiterate this, but it’s just beyond me.

It is because he thinks of the Bible as nothing more than a collection of letters that he can spout the idiocies he spouts without an iota of apprehension or fear.

These are the men you have chosen to lead you to green pastures and pure waters. These are the men to whom you’ve entrusted your spiritual wellbeing. These are the men who are held in high esteem, and seen as forward thinking luminaries of the new spirituality. These are the men who are supposed to introduce you to Jesus. Good luck with that.

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

The Consequence of Everything

There are consequences to everything in life. There are consequences to action, as well as to inaction, to ignorance as well as to knowledge, to foolishness as well as to wisdom. Nothing we choose to do or not do, say or not say, embrace or shun, is absent consequence both in the instant we’ve made said choice, as well as from that point forward throughout your existence, and oftentimes far beyond.

I believe we’ve lost sight of this all important fact as a society, and it is one of a handful of reasons we are in the condition we are in, circling the drain ever so precipitously, clinging to anything whether it be a straw or a clump of earth just as long as we can keep alive the flicker of hope that we can return to former glory, and rediscover the righteous path we’ve long abandoned.

The problem as I see it is that all most of us do is hope. We don’t act, we don’t speak, we don’t exhibit righteous anger as the grossest of perversions befouls what ought to be the most sacred of places, we keep silent, keep our head down, go about our daily labors, and hope.

While we’re doing all the hoping, they’re doing all the acting, and in case you haven’t looked at the scorecard lately, we’re down by a lot more points than we’d like to admit.

Even our prayers are a cross between resignation and acquiescence, no longer praying for God’s will to be done, no longer praying for His justice to shine forth, no longer praying that He judge righteously, but rather just praying that the disease stops short of our doorstep though it may engulf the rest of our town.

We tell each other our tales of sorrow, and even then in hushed tones, because we fear reprisal, we fear the spotlight, we fear being singled out by the machine,  we fear being thoroughly chewed up, spat out, and left for dead, and this fear is what the darkness is betting on to keep us silent. The silence of the righteous is like catnip for the devil, and with each silenced voice he grows all the more emboldened.

Given what we’ve seen of late, this fear is completely justified, and the fact that Christians, and men of substance are being targeted is not just your jangly nerves working overtime, but a present reality. As children of God, however, we must move beyond the fear, and by faith override the inherent need for self-preservation, for only then will we have the wherewithal to stand boldly and declare sin for what it is, knowing that reprisal is a given.

We are seeing the consequences of silence and acquiescence all too vividly in our society, and the longer we remain silent, the worse it will become.

When the bell tolls, and the bill comes due, we will likely be in a mad rush to find someone to blame, someone to pass the buck to, but will ultimately realize that though the blame can likely be spread around a bit, by and large the brunt of it must be appropriated by those who chose silence over vocal opposition to the darkness, and who having done the math realized that going along to get along would ensure their comfort and ease far longer than standing up for the truth would have.

Every man values one thing above another. We either value truth more than we value our flesh, or we value our flesh more than we value truth. Our actions will speak the truth of it even if our lips might not.

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

Monday, February 9, 2015

Almost Funny

‘I will not eat you,’ said the wolf to the lamb. ‘Just climb into my mouth for warmth.’

I have been relishing peace of late. I have been watching my daughter grow, enjoying the calmness of the world, at least calm compared to what is about to descend like a thunderclap, and spending quiet time with God. Simplicity is good for me. Simplicity works.

It’s not that I’ve willed myself not to write anything the last few weeks, it just hasn’t happened. Between feedings, naps, diaper changes, walks, and other mundane things that bring me great joy for some inexplicable reason, I go to bed exhausted each night, only to get up and do it all over again. This morning I finally gave in and checked to see what’s happening in this world of ours, and although it came as no surprise, I found it sad that things are continuing to escalate.

I am still fascinated by some men’s willingness to believe their sworn enemies at their word. I am still unable to process how some actually believe that advice given by another who intends to do them harm is in their own best interest.

Some world leaders are not amateurs, and they know exactly what they are doing. Some of them have big plans, big dreams, big aspirations, and what’s more they are ruthless enough to succeed given the right opportunity and set of global circumstances.

One of the first things any form of combat teaches you – whether it be boxing, judo, karate, or the dozens upon dozens of martial arts disciplines – is to never telegraph your next move. Telegraphing your next punch, means that your enemy will be able to defend himself against it, then retaliate to such an extent as his abilities will allow.

If your opponent is truly skilled, then if he feigns left, usually the next blow will come from the right, and if he telegraphs his next move, knowing his skill level, you dismiss it outright because you know it’s a feign.

Another golden rule of battlefield strategy is to know your enemy. Only once you have come to know your enemy can you understand what motivates him, what drives him, and what his endgame is.

The moment someone with an undeniably strategic mind moves the first piece on the chess board, your question must be, ‘what is his endgame?’

Once you’ve identified what the endgame is, you can rightly predict your opponent’s next move, even if he tells you his intent is the complete opposite.

If not for the outright incompetence on display regarding Russia and their strategy, this entire situation would be almost funny. If not for the imminent danger the world is in, one might just shrug their shoulders and go on to the next story.

Contrary to their recent statement, Russia has big plans, and annexing what they perceive to be prodigal children of the old Soviet empire is just the beginning.

Some are breathing a sigh of relief thinking that the entire drama in the region has reached its apex, and is ready to die down, not realizing that the unpleasantness with Ukraine was the first calculated move, soon to be followed by many others, and with each move that goes unopposed they grow all the more emboldened in their pursuits.

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.