Hear the heraldry of your distant enemy call out to you in the night warning of coming onslaught, provoking your dread and fear, promising destruction by dawn’s arrival.  We know it’s not the truth but to listen tickles that unhappy doubt, prodding the imaginary downfall as if assured.  The shrill voice of darkly wisdom declaring victory for the powerful, the rage-minded and the merciless.  Silence echoes its frightening voice of tinnitus to equilibrium and dispelled courage.  Oh how can I stand against such raw, frightening prowess as prey to hyena’s jaw or tinder to open, savage inferno?  I am lost, I am riven, I am laid low bereft of will, might or sword arm.  Defeat is my choice to gain in trade what I may lose in battle, I sell my hope for a piece of nightmare, darkness and leniency.

This is the enemy.  The story of surrender to naught but a noisy night-shade, having already lost all his potency, shouting pompous threats through a megaphone, laughing as so many fall to the deception.  Giving in to a defeated, damned tyrant whose flag lay scorched, tossed aside a burning lake waiting his arrival.  The power to deceive given to him by each man losing sight of God, trusting not in the Creator of All, preferring to give way to fearful brigands.

Rebuke them Oh, my Mighty Christ The King Of ALL.  Send them to the depths if that be Your Will Lord, but remove them from my life, prohibit their whispers to my brothers, friends and charges.  Keep us clean, prepare us for this battle, which on such a day as the world has never seen will find You standing alone, victor over all unrighteousness.  Shatter all the enemy’s proffered illusion to the masses, sold for the price of eternal freedom.  Make his treasure worthless and pitiable.

I pray that all may come to You Lord seeking shelter and salvation, but I know Your Word says that this will not happen, so I pray for their immortals souls to be bequeathed to Your Justice and grace.  Forgive them Lord, they are blind and alone.  Grant them sight, Father, Grant them sight so that they may escape the tendrils of the succubus.  Set them free, indeed.  Praise You Almighty God, Maker, Keeper and Judge of All things from beginning to the end and beyond.  Your Word Be Praised, in Jesus’ Name I pray.  Amen.

http://youtu.be/XXOGCFHtOu8  Avoidance, aloofness and turning a blind eye.  The world’s attempt to placate the Middle East at an unacceptable cost.