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Monday, June 29, 2015

Crossing Lines


Of all the things that have been happening stateside the past few days, the most heartbreaking of all has been the silence of the church. Not only has the church been wholly silent save for a few voices here and there that couldn’t help but make their objection known, but some hip, cool, and socially edgy pastors even saw fit to join parades and apologize for the stick-in-the-mud Christians who still cling to the notion of anything being sin or sinful.

In private e-mails with certain people I’ve been getting the ‘all sin is equal and we shouldn’t focus on homosexuality’ line, but since this is the ‘gotcha’ question of our day you can’t help but focus on it.

Nobody is asking preachers on television what their opinion is on lying, cheating, or bearing false witness, but the first question out of the gate is always, ‘what do you think about homosexual marriage?’

The conversation has moved beyond the act of homosexuality and the fact that God calls it sin, into the land of whether or not homosexual marriage is something to oppose, or embrace wholeheartedly in our suicide run toward judgment.

As a nation we’ve crossed another line, and as far as I am concerned it was an inevitability as long as the church continued its slumber, which it has. The only sound being heard from most churches are snores and the occasional belch after pizza night, with prayer, supplication, brokenness and repentance having been long abandoned for things that are easier on the knees, and more than just a handful of old fuddy-duddies could enjoy.

Our only mission is to grow our mission without a second’s thought as to the quality of members we are growing our missions with. We have talked ourselves into believing that the impressive size of our congregations proves that God is with us and that His stamp of approval shines bright upon our compromise and heresy, refusing to take into account that a tree is known by its fruit and right now our fruit is poisoned. Our fruit is killing innocent souls. Our fruit is strengthening the hand of the wicked and causing the hearts of the righteous to be grieved.

Dare we still beat our breast and say God is with us? Dare we still stand proud and say God bless our nation? Dare we still assume His protection or favor after all we have done to shun Him and His precepts as a nation? If we do then we are delusional, and yes I know that many a soul live their delusion every day, believing wholeheartedly that God cares not for what you do, what you say, how you live, what you practice, as long as you raised a hand in some sort of edifice calling itself a church at some point in your life.

As a nation we have crossed a line and there is no going back. As a nation we have made our position crystal clear Very soon God will, in no uncertain terms, make very clear what He thinks of the decision we’ve made.

For those who look at the situation and think to themselves ‘at least it’s over’ let me be the fly in your ointment and say it’s not over by a longshot. In order to know when this will be over you must first understand the intent with which this entire drama unfolded, and it wasn’t so two men who sodomize each other on a regular basis could have a marriage license. The intent, the endgame, the big picture is the utter destruction of the family unit, a complete rejection of morality, and a wholesale doing away with anyone still clinging to Biblical precepts and principles.

I’ve been telling you persecution was coming for the better part of six years, and now we have but little time left to prepare our hearts if we haven’t done so already.

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

Sunday, June 7, 2015

The Future In Hindsight


Before Romania was a democratic country it was a communist country, and before it was a communist country it was a monarchy. With each transition certain things took place that shaped the nation for the next fifty years, and most often not for the better. One need not be a student of history to see certain key events play out and draw certain conclusions based on said events.

One of the first things the communists did when they came to power was strip the rich of their wealth, imprison every voice of dissent, and appoint little more than troglodytes to positions of power.

Nothing is more dangerous than an imbecile with power, and all that was required of them was to remember who gave them said power, and obey whenever called upon to act.

And so, people who had worked their entire lives to build something for themselves were kicked out of their homes, and their homes were given to others who never had either the desire or wherewithal to succeed in life, all in the name of equality.

A strange thing happened when these homes were given away to those who had neither worked to build them or upkeep them. Within a matter of years these homes were nothing more than hollow shells, raped of their beauty and their once stunning presence, because those who had been given stewardship of them did nothing to maintain them and treated them as one would something they didn’t have to work for.

Even here, in Botosani, a relatively small and poor city, there are the husks of once breathtaking homes, and one need only close their eyes and imagine what they were like at their peak to be both speechless and broken of heart.

What all those foaming at the mouth and screaming about equality, and taking it all away from the rich to give to the poor don’t understand is that equality has always been and will always be a fantasy. No matter the government, no matter the system, no matter the restrictions, there will always be those who will outwork, outthink, and outhustle the vast majority, and make a better life for themselves and their families.

Give a man who didn’t have to work for it a mansion, and within a hare’s breath it will be turned into a dung heap, because what you didn’t work for you don’t respect, and what you don’t respect you don’t strive to maintain.

I am poor by choice. I’ve made money in the past, I know how to make money in the present, but money does not appeal to me, nor do material possessions. Wealth and the message I preach are irreconcilable and forever destined to be apart, and that bothers me not an iota. I choose to see my daughter grow up rather than spend my time and energy amassing possessions. Those experiences are more valuable to me than a new car or a big home. That said, this is a personal choice, and as such I cannot ask someone who has chosen to pursue wealth to give what he has amassed to me because I chose not to pursue the selfsame wealth.

I write this article today because given that another election is around the corner, our beloved politicians will once again be beating the inequality drum at a fevered pitch, not bothering to include themselves among the evil rich, but though they are multi-millionaires in their own right somehow consider themselves removed from said title.

When you fuel the fire and fan the flame of such a mentality, when you make a mass of individuals believe they are entitled to something they didn’t work, sweat, bleed, and sacrifice for, it becomes impossible to put the genie back in the bottle and have things be as they once were.

The utter desperation to win elections have made people nearsighted, and as yet they do not see the reality that once you let this particular dog off the leash it will not stop until it has devoured everything in its path.

If you want to see the end result of what this mentality produces you need look no further than former communist bloc countries where the entrepreneurs, the visionaries, the educated, and the hard working were stripped of their possessions only to watch them be squandered by the mobs who were told that they deserved what others had worked for simply because it was more fair this way.

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

A Most Inoffensive god


A god who does not condemn one’s sinful nature is not the God of Scripture. A god who does not insist upon a standard, some plumb line to which he must hold those who purport to serve and worship him is not the God of the Bible.

The god of many today is a most inoffensive god, a god who is permissive of any and all things, a god that eerily resembles the self, because there is no more permissive a god than the god of self.

The one true God is offensive to man’s sinful nature. Man’s sinful nature bristles, rebels, and rejects the one true God because He demands a mortification of said sinful nature, a doing away and parting of ways with what the flesh once enjoyed and reveled in.

The modern day church jumped the rails when it stopped preaching repentance, and it has been hurtling towards a shattering impact ever since. Because we now preach self rather than Christ, because we now preach personal growth rather than spiritual growth, because our focus is squarely set upon the things of this earth, we are as toothless lions, something for strangers to look at and try to imagine in their prime. We pose no real threat to the enemy, we pose no real danger to the darkness, but we’re fun to look at and make light of once in a while.

Righteousness has ceased being our banner, obedience has stopped being our goal, and as such we have become the devil’s footstool and a punchline for perverts and pederasts. The lunacy of our self-destructiveness will be a tale told for as long as the world turns, because no generation has wasted more potential, and been altogether more ineffective as pertains to the kingdom of God than this present generation.

We have ways and means to reach the world in a heartbeat, we have ways and means of getting the message of the cross to billions of souls, and instead we elevate men who can barely string two words together because one of those words happens to be prosperity.

Instead of charging the gates of hell, we’re peaking over the wall hoping to see something memorable, enamored with the idea that someone from the other side may throw us a glance.

We’re climbing all over ourselves to call any has been musician or never was actor an honorary Christian simply for speaking the name Jesus in passing, as though their mention of Him validates Him in any way.

What wonderful news: the lead singer of the Idiot Savants said Jesus was a cool cat! Now I can die happy.

We’ve bought into the cultural relevance lie, and though it has proven itself ineffectual time and again we’re still trying to find people to validate the King of Kings, thereby hoping that some will be drawn to Him and begin to worship Him.

It’s not the power and the gifts of the Holy Spirit the church needs, it’s someone with enough star power, someone truly famous to give Jesus the thumbs up. Once that happens, boy, look out, you’ll have them stampeding the altars, and fighting over who gets dunked first in the baptismal.

If it were not so tragic it would be comical to an extent.

We have betrayed our principles, abandoned our dignity, and sold out our Savior all for the hope that some ignoramus on some reality show will give Jesus the nod, even though he doesn’t subscribe to all that morality stuff, but just thinks it would have been cool to have a beer with Him.

The ‘sin no more part’ has been conveniently left out of ‘go and sin no more’ because it might offend the sensibilities of some hedonist or another, and we don’t want to exclude anyone from our big tent approach to God.

All that stuff about the way being narrow and those who find it being few must have been a mistranslation, and so we’re filling heaven to the rafters with men and women whose garments are soiled and muddied, waiting for the wedding feast, not bothering to acknowledge the reality that once the King arrives and finds them without the proper wedding attire they will be bound and cast into the darkness where there is but weeping and gnashing of teeth.

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

Friday, May 22, 2015

Whe Did You Know?


I’ve known the world was on the brink for some time, but this became crystal clear when I saw a girl with a selfie stick in a village in Romania, a village which coincidentally had no running water or connection to the power grid.

Something about that seemed so vulgar and out of place to me, that I realized it isn’t just one geographical location that is sick. The world is sick and getting sicker by the day.

A generation of vapid hedonists is soon to enter adulthood, and the repercussions of their inability to deal with the real world, the world where people do go hungry, and people do get fired, and people do get evicted, and updating your Facebook wall isn’t considered work, will be something to behold indeed.

When you raise an entire generation on a consistent diet of stupid for eighteen years, it’s no surprise that stupid is what they will end up being as they photobomb their way into adulthood.

In this upside down world we’ve created for ourselves, the cure for what ails us as a species is seen as a hindrance to said species’ utopian dream, and so even those who claim to serve Him distance themselves from His teachings, His precepts, and His words.

Set adrift on an ocean of our own self-importance we will no longer bend the knee, we will no longer plead for mercy, we will no longer follow, we will no longer obey. As such the likelihood of a positive outcome is less than zero, as is the likelihood of a redress, or return to the straight path.

I don’t know why but I’ve become more introspective and reflective of late, and everything I see tells me this world is not long for itself. Something astounding and of a breadth and scale heretofore unseen is set to descend upon a largely unsuspecting world, and deservedly so.

Though we might not see it with the naked eye, there is a running ticker. Someone is keeping track, and eventually the bill will come due.

We know to the very marrow of us that judgment is a foregone conclusion, and some of the most loving, kindhearted, humble and merciful people I know have started to pray for it. Forgiveness without repentance will never be, and as such the only real reason to pray for an extension of grace and a putting off of judgment is that handful of souls we may reach if we continue to be diligent and be about our Father’s business.

The hearts of men are growing colder and harder day by day, and to reach a soul nowadays and truly see a life change which extends beyond the initial hand waving at a crusade is a miracle on par with seeing the lame walk or the blind see.

While the church is busy doing other things like building denominational brands, and making sure their leaders are cool enough to attract the youth they don’t seem to be attracting even with their coolness, the one reason God has for delaying judgment is not being carried out.

If you’ve ever wondered what happens when the salt loses its flavor, the current state of the world and where it is inevitably headed is pretty much it. The state of the world is a direct result of the failure of the church, and the failure to carry out its most sacred mission.

The household of faith should be the rudder, it should be the compass, it should be that one unshakeable presence that charts the course and follows through, and by its very nature be a living embodiment of what it means to be saved. Instead the church is what it is, its ambassadors are what they are, and all told it’s no wonder the godless are having a field day mocking and ridiculing and merrily pointing at our inconsistencies.

We have men in positions of power and authority discovered to have done such obscene things that the ‘no one is perfect’ cliché is no longer applicable. When individuals who identify themselves as ambassadors of the Kingdom and leaders of men are found to have been practicing sins much of those in the world don’t even practice, it’s time to call it what it is, and stop hiding under the ‘we’re all sinners’ mantra.

The point of being washed and made clean in the blood of Christ is to go and sin no more, not to go back and rut in the mud from which we were extracted, cleansed, and purified.

But who wants to hear of such things nowadays?

It would be much easier for me to tell you to love yourself, spout some drivel as to how your inward thought determines your outer journey, and tell you how God’s end game since before the beginning of creation was your prosperity, but I still have a conscience, I’m still accountable to God, and I still love you enough to tell you the truth.

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Subtle Judgments


Some tend to believe God’s only means of judging His creation and doing so in righteousness is via bombastic events that cause the world to pause and take a breath, and makes man realize the utter insignificance of his existence here on earth.

When we think of God’s judgment we tend to gravitate more towards the earthquake which just devastated Nepal than we do about what is happening in America momentarily.

What many fail to realize is that not all of God’s judgments are the same. Yes, there are certain times wherein the judgment of God is like a thunderclap in the silence, but there are also subtler judgments, some we might not even consider or acknowledge as such.

One of the most devastating of God’s judgments and one I have witnessed time and again is that of leaving man to his own devices, machinations, and destructive tendencies. God doesn’t need to throw lightning bolts at most folks to visit judgment upon them; all He needs to do is leave them to do as they will, and that’s judgment enough.

With the removal of light, the mind becomes darkened. Once the mind becomes darkened the choices we make and actions we take become so antithetical to our own self-interests it would make a schizophrenic do a double take.

Reason packs its bags and goes off on a long vacation, common sense has long since left the building, and all we have left is blind rage, anger at anyone and everyone, all because it’s far easier finding someone else to blame for our bad choices and poor decisions than it is to own up to the fact that we are directly responsible for where we find ourselves at any given moment in life.

We look upon the whole of humanity today and realize a vast swath of it is much like the Nebuchadnezzar of old sans the grass eating and sleeping out in the woods. Madness has overtaken men and women of all ages, social standing, and aptitudes, so much so that their singular purpose in life is their gut and their groin.

Hedonism has become the religion of the day, and for the sake of convenience thousands of innocents are slaughtered upon its altars daily, while the gullible and easily culled swallow the ‘choice’ pill as though it has become acceptable in the eyes of both God and men to choose murder on a whim, or because bringing a life into the world would conflict with your plans for the summer.

We are witnessing the beginning of the end, and most of us don’t even know it. What is left but judgment when the whole of man has become but brute beasts who no longer know the meaning of dignity, humanity, or holiness, and whose only god is the reflection staring back at them in the mirror?

Even those who have for long and long cried ‘mercy’ are grudgingly beginning to acknowledge that God’s judgment is justified, deserved, and necessary.  

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Perspective


I realize full well you can never have enough toilet paper and burning down an entire CVS Pharmacy is justifiable as long as you can get your hands on some, but the people setting Baltimore ablaze and looting like there’s no tomorrow aren’t starving, running out of water, or fighting over the last remaining vestiges of sustenance. They are doing this to get their hands on toilet paper!

Imagine if you will, a day wherein the gears of the great machine that is commerce grind to a halt. A day wherein the trucks stop delivering their foodstuffs, the trains no longer barrel down the tracks, and the shelves in every store are bare to the bone. Imagine that, and then imagine what some people would be willing to do in order to survive.

As a society we love beating our breast and trumpeting to one and all how civilized we are. We love to look down our noses on the rest of the world and insist upon how we are human beings of the highest caliber, how we would not resort to anything as unseemly as violence if indeed we were to go hungry, but all our bloviating is proven the fallacy it is by the very real fact that people are burning down their own city, and other than the primal joy of destroying something someone else worked hard and long to build, all they’re getting out of it is toilet paper.

One of the biggest lies perpetrated upon the world of men is that for the most part and by an overwhelming majority man is generally good and noble and kind.

Without God the heart of man is a savage thing, capable of atrocity and pointless violence at the drop of a hat. Without God the heart of man does not naturally lean towards kindness but brutality, it does not naturally lean towards friendliness but aggression; it does not naturally lean towards giving but taking.

What we are seeing, and what we will continue to see on a larger and larger scale is the byproduct of the decades old war on God, and the rabid like fervor some have shown in attempting to remove very last vestige of Him from this once God centered nation.

Make no mistake. This is the reality we’ve created, and we’re just seeing the tip of the iceberg we’re about to crash into.

Godlessness begets contempt for human life. Tragically, it is not a static contempt but one that metastasizes and grows to the point that recently some a group of Oxford medical ethicists argued that newborn babies are morally irrelevant, and as such you should be able to kill them even after they are born. You think your newborn’s nose is too crooked? Just throw it out with the trash, and set about making another one. The medical ethicists are completely fine with that.

If this is progress, you can keep it. Thanks but no thanks.

Thinking ourselves wise we have become the fools that fools point to as a cautionary tale. Thinking ourselves wise we have discarded God as though He were nothing more than detritus and fashioned the world in our own image rather than His, only to discover that the world we’ve fashioned is one of savagery and slaughter, of brutality and mercilessness.

You can’t blame this on God anymore. You’ve taken your fate in your hands. You insisted, and even demanded that God remove Himself from the equation. Now all that’s left to do is to reap the whirlwind.

I don’t know, maybe preachers should start preaching on the consequence of action again, just so the drooling sheep still waiting on their mansions and private jets finally understand why the world is coming apart all around them.

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

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.