I love this story. I have heard Charles Swindoll tell it several times. A Navy Admiral thinks he is on a collision course with another boat and gets on the radio and insists because of his rank and authority that the light is approaching them to turn starboard 30 degrees. The reply comes over the radio you turn starboard 30 degrees. The Admiral tells him his rank, and he is leading a barrage of navy ships that if he refuses to move, they will open fire on his position. A moment of silence than the reply I am an ensign in her majesties service, and I man the lighthouse you turn 30 degrees.
Lucifer was once the light bearer, but he is no more.
The lights that open up the word of G-d in crop images I can safely say I am the lighthouse. As such I will not cower to the ecumenical or the kundalini spirits, I will proclaim Jesus is Lord and that one must repent be Born Again and prepare to meet the Lord Jesus who is on his way, and Justice comes from the ground up not the top down. Like a tree planted by the waters, I shall not be moved Catholicism is not Christian and the Pope does not speak for my Jesus or even know HIM.
To aid in completing the New World Order we need to unite the Nations together and let them know that Christ is coming back, the right people in the right positions can get the armies pointing their weapons at Christ’s return and isn’t that what he wants?!? If the church has come this far in building his kingdom, don’t you think we should finish it?
We are going home!
Brother Abel.
There’s a lighthouse on a hillside
That overlooks life’s seas
When my soul is tossed about
It sends out a light
That I might clearly see
And the light that shines in darkness
Will safely lead me home
If it wasn’t for the lighthouse
This ship, it would sail no more
Now everybody that lives about us
Says tear the lighthouse down
Cause the big ships don’t sail this way anymore
There’s no use in it hanging around
But my mind goes back to one stormy night
When just in time I saw the light
It was the light from that old lighthouse
Way up high on the hill
I thank God for the lighthouse
I owe my life to Him
Jesus is the lighthouse
And from the rocks of sin
He has shone a light around me
That I might clearly see
If it wasn’t for the lighthouse
Where would this ship be?