A lot of you out there are new to the idea of Faith. Believing in something, bigger and stronger than you, even when everything else screams against it. It seems like hopium.
For those of us familiar with Faith and what it means to hold it in the face of persecution, this is nothing new. Being told what you believe is wrong and why you believe is stupid. We have heard it before.
God has spoken. His word is iron clad. When you have faith the size of a grain of a mustard seed, you can move mountains. I grew up on these words.
For some of us the struggle to believe is all too real. I, myself, have been facing a personal crisis of faith. I grew up Christian and had moved away from all of that over the years. Honestly, I'm not even sure why I'm writing this up, who am I to speak on faith when I walked away from God for so long? But here I am.
All of this has put me into a place where I feel like I have to believe in the greater power. That the divine is at work. That God's hand is in play. That we will see what can only be described as a miracle.
For those of you that need the receipts. When Trump gets 4 more years, you had better bet your ass that it was God's hand in events to turn the tide and nothing else. God works miracles and a way that it leaves NO DOUBT that it was by His hand. That is what I believe this is.
TLDR;
Hopium is Faith. Sometimes faith is hard to hold onto. When God comes through for us, know that it was HIM.
that Italian fella had a crisis of conscious the other day. Apparently he saw the fiasco at the capital building and couldn’t ignore his participation in that day’s events. There were likely hundreds or thousands of people around the world contributing to joes big cheat, but this one young man in Italy, just couldn’t do it. He offered his freedom in return for a chance to save ours. just when it was getting dark and this place was crawling with enemy operatives, He did the right thing. Of his own accord. At great risk to himself. That was No accident.