Coexisting

 The contemporary church has fallen for some doozies over the last few decades. It’s what you get when you replace discernment with inclusion and the Word of God with the fanciful tales of men. By far, the most destructive, sinister, and diabolical lie that the church bought into was that all that the devil really wants is to coexist. It’s been millennia, he’s gotten tired of roaming about seeking whom he may devour, and now he just wants to live in peace.

You sit over there, banging your tambourine, telling each other you’re all soldiers even though not a one has seen a sword, never mind held one, and he’ll be doing his own thing, not bothering anybody. One cozy global family, learning to go along, to get along, to put differences aside, and to allow for each other’s differences. Now, isn’t that better than constantly warning against the dangers of encroaching evil? Isn’t that better than going on about the corrosive nature of sin?

We invented new buzzwords to shame those who still had steel in their spine and understood the nature of evil into silence and elevated timid, limp-wristed, mealy-mouthed meat puppets to positions of influence within the church who would say what they were told to say for a bit of the spotlight and a hefty paycheck.

It was a moment of pure epiphany when we discovered that everything our predecessors taught us was utterly wrong. If we wanted it bad enough, zebras could change their stripes, lions could change their nature, and we could coexist with individuals whose purpose was antithetical to our own. All we needed to do was give a little, make a few compromises, and not be so set in our ways, and utopia was within reach. We could have our own little heaven on earth, walking hand in hand, accepting, celebrating, affirming, and validating each other for who we really were.

Mutual respect. That was the golden ticket to gaining admission to all our dreams. They would not infringe on our beliefs, and we would not attempt to limit their perversion and hedonism. They were harmless. They told us so, time and again. If anyone said anything or pointed out the inconsistencies between what they said and what they did, they were just being alarmist.

Wanting to protect your children became unloving, pointing out the abnormality of men in dresses bent on reading to toddlers and bouncing them on their knees became intolerant, and the wayward shepherds bludgeoned their sheep at every turn if they dared to raise an objection.

Those who saw the natural evolution of this disaster and warned that they were coming for the children were summarily shunned by polite society because that was just not something you say out loud. It may upset people, you know, and some people react unpredictably when they’re upset.

And that brings us to this week, where politicians in Washington state unanimously passed legislation that allows officials to take custody of children if their parents refuse to consent to their sex change surgeries. I’m sure it’s nothing, though; it’s not like they’re going to try to enforce it. Maybe once, just to make an example, just to establish the narrative. Okay, maybe twice. You know how those parents wanting the best for their children are; sometimes they need to be reeducated, shown the light, and made to understand the terms and conditions of coexisting. It’s the law; how dare you object to sending your child to some butcher to cut into their flesh and mutilate them?

Just to clarify for the slow kids in the back and the wolves pretending to be shepherds destroying the church: If you as a parent object to your child permanently and irreparably disfiguring themselves, the state is now within its rights, under the guise of protecting the child, to take custody of the child.

Who knows? Maybe a guy in a dress will show up to take custody of your confused teen. If, after all, you can groom an innocent child and get paid while doing it, it’s like having your cake and eating it too.

This isn’t a disaster in the making; it’s a present disaster. It’s not something that’s afar off; it’s here, it’s now, and the lawless will use the law to persecute parents who want to protect their children from the insidiousness of this blasphemy.

It’s perfectly legitimate, don’t you know, to let a child who can’t decide what they want for breakfast choose something that will permanently affect the rest of their lives. They need to be protected from the myopia of their birth parents insisting that they wait to make such life-altering decisions until they’re old enough to buy alcohol. That’s just hate on display right there. How dare you?

But what happened to coexisting, and going along to get along, and respecting everyone’s point of view? Silly rabbit that was only until they had the upper hand. Now all that’s out the window, and if you dare to call them on their hypocrisy, they’ll laugh in your face and just pass a new law that will insulate them from any accountability whatsoever.

Paraphrasing a line from a movie I heard in passing somewhere, Sodom and Gomorrah ain’t got nothing on us! To every pastor, evangelist, bishop, or spiritual leader that aided and abetted this travesty, may your judgment be just and swift. To every sheep that still give heed, money, or time to such as these, you are complicit; you have cast your lot with evil, helping bring this about. Repent now, before it’s too late.

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea, Jr.