That Was No Dream
December 25, 2022 Leave a comment
Ezekiel Evans looked out the front room window. A snow-buried Camry sat dormant under the streetlight. “Still there” Ezekiel said to the glass reflection of Tonya decorating the Christmas tree. He stood there another minute to reassure himself and then returned to his chair. “You never know what will happen next around this doggone place. The city’s gone to hell.”
“Don’t worry, Ez,” Tonya teased, “Chicago has an intersectional mayor. All you have to do is believe in her just like weez all spose to pretend to believe in Santa Claus.”
“I’ll believe in Santa Claus before I believe in her!” Ezekiel replied.
When they moved to the Chicago area several years before, Ezekiel and Tonya overlooked a lot of things. Coming from a Georgia farm, they saw the cosmopolitan city as an upgrade. It was a place to live independently and experience new things. They moved to the Roseland neighborhood on Chicago’s south side.
The five-bedroom brick bungalow on Wentworth Avenue was big enough for their growing family. It was something they could afford. What they couldn’t afford was a carjacking and what some hoodlums were doing in the neighborhood – robberies, burglaries, thefts, assaults, shootings and sex trafficking.
“We’ve got to get that garage door fixed so we can park the car inside. Then you can have some peace of mind Ez,” Tonya offered.
“Yeah, but my peace of mind needs to cover a lot of ground. The kids need food and clothes and shoes, doctor visits, and . . . a decent place to live.”
When they bought the place, it needed a lot of work. Ezekiel spent what extra money they had to fix the place. But the more things in the neighborhood became unsettling the more unsettled he became. His uncle’s Georgia farm, where he lived after his father died suddenly, was a touchstone that kept coming back to mind.
Uncle Abrams raised grass-fed and pasture-raised beef, lamb, goat, and pork. During his time with his uncle, Ezekiel learned animal husbandry and the ways of the Lord. His uncle was a godly man. But a time came when Ezekiel felt he had to find his own way and be his own man. He saw the farm as restraint holding him back.
After his marriage to Tonya, he headed north to the south side of Chicago. There he opened a butcher shop that sold meats from a local packer and from his uncle’s farm. The enterprise was fairly successful, but also a struggle. Maintaining a decent price for the quality being offered hindered sales. His cousin John drove the Georgia meat up to Chicago once a week. John had to be paid.
And there were substantial losses at one point. Around Christmas last winter the store was broken into. The meats on display were taken. A police report was filed but no suspects arrested. Insurance covered the loss and then raised rates six months later. Ezekiel didn’t like putting window grating on his store windows – the cost and the eyesore -but he did what he had to do to maintain business.
Andre was asleep in his crib. Alana was carried to bed by her father. After a retelling of the Christmas story – the one about shepherds and the stable and of Joseph and Mary and the baby – four-year old Alana asked, “Did baby Jesus cry like baby Andre?”
“The story doesn’t say, Alana,” her father replied. “Babies don’t have words yet to say what they want like you and me. Baby Andre fusses and cries when he is hungry and uncomfortable.”
Alana thought for a moment. “I think baby Jesus cried. But then his mama fed him like mama feeds baby Andre.”
“I think you are right.” Dad gave Alana a kiss on the head and tucked the covers around her.
“I’ll leave the hall light on for you. Mom and I will be right here in the next room.”
Ezekiel and Tonya sat in their kitchen listening to the radio. A local station played Christmas carols. Ezekiel looked through the bills and Tonya her grocery list.
“Do you think your uncle will send us another roast for Christmas?” Tonya asked.
“Maybe. I don’t know Tonya.” Ezekiel replied
“Ask him. He’s a good man, a man of faith.” Tonya pushed.
“Yeah, he is a good man. I’m not so sure I’m a good man for taking off and leaving the way I did.”
“I thought you two had worked that out.”
“I worked out that I wanted to go my own way. And when I told my uncle he offered me my choice of acreage on the farm . . . “to build your own future” he said. Uncle Abrams had no problem offering me the better pastures. I guess he figured that God would keep blessing him. He often talked about following God’s leading. I’ve been thinking ‘bout that for a while now.”
“I’m sure he’d like to hear from you other than about another order,” Tonya urged. “Call him tomorrow.”
Ezekiel got up from his chair and headed to the front room window to check on the car. He looked out and saw the car. And some trouble heading his way.
There was a sudden frantic pounding on the front door. “What the . . .!”
Looking out onto the lighted porch he saw two terrified young men. When they saw Ezekiel, they screamed louder. Ezekiel opened the door.
“Help us mister! They’re coming!”
“Who is coming?” Ezekiel shouted through the storm door.
“Those men!” One of the boys pointed. “Let us in mister please!”
Ezekiel hesitated, not sure if it was a ruse. Then he saw four men running down the sidewalk towards the house. Something didn’t seem right. The boys were only wearing sweatshirts, sweat pants and dirty socks.
“Come in. Let me find out what this is all about.” Ezekiel opened the storm door and the two teenagers bounded in behind Ezekiel. Tonya grabbed some blankets from the hallway closet and handed them to the boys.
“What’s this all about?” Ezekiel looked at the boys and then at the approaching men.
The shorter boy started, speaking as fast as he could. “Those men took us off the street. They said they had plans for us.” He stopped to catch his breath. “We escaped the van when it got stuck in the snow . . . we saw you looking through the window . . .”
“What plans?”
The taller boy spoke. “Something about service jobs for me and him,” he pointed to the other boy chattering his teeth, “we’ve been friends for a while . . . we want nothing to do with them.”
“Where do you live?”
“Mister, we have no home. The street’s our home. These guys came up to us and said we could be warm and have food if we came with them. We thought it would be OK. One of them looked like he was a priest.”
“Go on,” Ezekiel pressed. But now the men were on the front porch. One of them was rattling the storm door by its handle.
“Where are those boys? Bring them out to us so that we can talk to them.”
Ezekiel opened the storm door and the men backed up. He came out and folded his arms. “I’ll do their talking. What do you want with them?”
A large bald man stood in front. Behind and to the left of him stood a squirrelly-looking man with a pockmarked face. He kept looking around. Next to him, on the other side of the bald man, stood a thin goateed man making a solemn look The other man who was out of view down on the sidewalk. The bald man spoke.
“Mister we just want to talk to them. We saw them on the street they looked like they needed shelter and food. We don’t know why they ran . . . these two young boys need our help. We do this all the time – help homeless kids”
“I see. You need their help in a service industry?”
“We wanted to give them jobs . . . you know, . . . helping . . . serving people.”
“I see. Well, these boys want no part of it.”
“Listen mister . . . “, the bald man growled and grabbed Ezekiel by his shirt to pull him away from the door.
At that moment Ezekiel thought he made out the face of his lawyer friend. “Ken . . . Ken! . . . is that you?”
The man on the sidewalk turned and walked away.
The large bald man began to pull harder on Ezekiel. “Listen mister . . . it’s none of your affair.” The two other men tried to open the storm door behind Ezekiel.
The two boys saw this and pulled Ezekiel inside. Ezekiel locked the door. Through the glass he shouted “My wife has called the neighbors. You better not come back here lookin’ for what ain’t yours!”
The men turned and saw porch lights turning on. Neighbors came out to see what was happening.
“Get back in your van and get the hell outta here! NOW!” Ezekiel eyes blazed.
The four men took off down the sidewalk, hiding their faces in their collars as they ran.
Ezekiel watched the van drive off. He stood there for a long time to reassure himself that it was gone.
Tonya had the boys settled at the kitchen table. While talking with the neighbors on the phone Tonya made hot cocoa and oatmeal for the boys. They still shook from the cold under the blankets and their eyes remained wide open.
One of the boys asked “You didn’t call the police?” Tonya stopped what she was doing and replied.
“Even if those four predators were caught and arrested, they would be released without bail. That’s how things go around here. Criminals run free and good people are supposed to put up with it.”
Ezekiel walked into the kitchen for a moment and then turned and walked down the hallway. He returned ten minutes later.
“I’ve made up some bedding for you two in the back room. You don’t go anywhere tonight.”
The boys looked at each other. “Thank you, . . . mister?”
“Ezekiel, and this is my wife, Tonya. In the morning you’ll meet our two little ones.”
****
Baby Andre made the first sound in the morning. His cries woke Tonya. She got him up and nursed him. A while later Alana came into the kitchen rubbing her eyes.
“Alana, we have two guests in our house. They slept overnight in the back room.”
“Who are they mama?”
“Two young men who needed some food and a place to sleep.”
“Were they crying?”
“No Alana. We knew what they needed. I’ll make you oatmeal.”
Ezekiel walked in the front door. He’d been out clearing off the car. Tonya handed him a cup of coffee.
Ezekiel spoke in hushed tones. “Those two . . .,” he nodded to the back room, “let them sleep in. I’ll bring home some extra ground beef for dinner. Find out their names”
That evening Ezekiel, Tonya, Alana, baby Andre, Booker and Darius sat around the table eating a casserole and potato salad. After a blessing they talked about the day. Alana, who couldn’t hold back, started.
She told her father about building a snowman with the two boys. Tonya had given the boys some of Ez’s old coats and gloves and shoes and socks to wear. The boys each said that they had never built a snowman. And though still somewhat pensive about everything, they began to open up.
Each boy talked about living in the projects and taking care of their mother. They talked about people coming around. They talked about their mothers becoming drug addicts. They talked about their baby sisters being taken away. And of not knowing who their father was. And then Booker and Darius stopped talking. Alana began asking questions. Tonya assured Alana that she would tell her what she needed to know later.
Baby Andre’s day, per Tonya, consisted of wide-eyed wonder and giggling when the boys played peek-a-boo with her. The boys helped keep baby Andre occupied while she did what she had to do.
Tonya’s unreported day consisted of changing diapers, laundry, fixing lunch, and neighbor phone calls. After last night, neighbors wanted to know if the Evans family was OK. One neighbor brought over a meal to find out. “This cornbread chicken bake comes from the James family next door,” was Tonya’s update.
After the meal Ezekiel read Psalm 34. Then he repeated these words:
This poor soul cried and was heard by the Lord
and was saved from every trouble.
The angel of the Lord encamps
around those who fear him and delivers them.
The next morning, Christmas morning, it wasn’t the aroma of a grits and sausage casserole warming in the oven that brought the boys to the kitchen. They had something they wanted to get out. They walked back and forth nervously. Ezekiel had them sit down at the table across from him and Tonya.
With a terrified look Darius blurted out “We had a dream, mister Ezekiel, ma’am.”
“We both did,” Booker interjected.
Darius continued. “We both saw very bad things heading this way. We both heard “Leave this place!”
“What do you think it means Ez?” Tonya asked.
Ezekiel began rubbing his forehead. “It means . . . it means . . . it means we better leave.”
“What?! But my brother and his family live here . . . we can’t just pick up and leave!”
“We will warn them to leave.” Ezekiel came back.
“Ha, good luck with that!” Tonya snapped. She got up and put her hands on her hips.
“Ezekiel, a dream? We’re gonna pick up and leave based on a dream?! What about the store?”
“Tonya, if that isn’t a warning, Ezekiel replied, “nothing is. And look what happened to these boys. That was no dream.”
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The Days of the Locust
December 4, 2022 Leave a comment
“Happy Thanksgiving”? A plague has cast a pall over the land.
Over several seasons much seed has been sown and much labor put in to cultivate good outcomes. But fields and harvests have been set upon by the narcissistic, Machiavellian, psychopathic, sadistic and authoritarian locust of the Left. They have picked clean what is to be gathered in for a National Day of Thanksgiving.
Known for their swarming behavior, these locust gathered to quickly devour the good that had been nurtured over time and leave behind toxic residues. The effect on mankind has been devastating. Lives have been mandated and masked, vexed and vaxxed, cancelled, and clotted. And more.
Children have been held back in school because of idiotic COVID scientism policies that Democrat teacher’s unions went along with. And in class, children were ‘promoted’ with social emotional learning into Progressivism. They were taught to hate the color of their skin and the colors of the American flag and to love the colors of the rainbow flag.
Children have been and contine to be sexualized, mangled and affirmed to be something they are not in order to please the mal-adjusted psychopathic. Affirming what isn’t affirms the belief system of the Left – nihilism.
Parents have been told by school teachers, therapists and a certain Jesuit that it’s OK for their child to practice the inordinate desire of homosexuality instead of the virtue of rightly ordered love, as described by Saint Augustine:
But living a just and holy life requires one to be capable of an objective and impartial evaluation of things: to love things, that is to say, in the right order, so that you do not love what is not to be loved, or fail to love what is to be loved, or have a greater love for what should be loved less, or an equal love for things that should be loved less or more, or a lesser or greater love for things that should be loved equally. (On Christian Doctrine, I.27-28)
Of course, those who disagree with teachers, therapists and said Jesuit are considered to be out of order and are childishly called “homophobic”. A toxicity of being – “the world, the flesh, and the devil” – is being prescribed for our children.
Lives have been and will continue to be destroyed by the fentaynal, the criminals, the gangs, and the narco-terrorists ushered in by the Left’s open border policy. Leftist NGOs like Catholic Charities are enablers of illegal border crossings, human trafficking and the demise of human life using the mis-interpreted “welcoming the stranger” Scripture.
“What you don’t hear from the Biden administration is that 95% of the fentanyl killing Americans comes from the wide-open southwest border,” said [Mark] Morgan, now a visiting fellow in The Heritage Foundation’s Border Security and Immigration Center. “How many more people have to die before we say enough is enough and secure our borders?”
How America’s Unsecured Border Contributes to Fentanyl Crisis, Deaths (dailysignal.com)
Lives have been and continue to be destroyed by the Left’s cashless bail policies.
Lives of concerned U.S. citizens have been and continue to be DOJ’d and FBI’d for speaking out at school board meetings and online. “Extremist” labels continue to be pinned on those who take a stand against the growing evil. Evil projects to defend it narcissitic core.
Lives have been and continue to be aborted – exterminated at will.
Lives have been and continue to be corrupted by the media – both by the Left’s narrative ‘news’ and its Disney-fied entertainment.
Lives of low and middle class families have been and continue to be taxed by the “transitory inflation” produced by the draconian Green energy policies of the Biden regime (not by oil and gas companies and by not consumers). Disposable income is diminishing and so will donations. (Isn’t all welfare to come from the secular State per the secular State? Isn’t that what is hapening now with wealth redistribution? Thanksgiving is to become meaningless so that Big Brother can become the object of our enforced gratitude!)
The Left continues to cultivate pretense and lies just like their father the devil. The Left continues to censor truth. The Left can’t stand the light of day.
The Left’s right to destroy comes from a perverse need of mastery over others to preserve itself. That’s why acting as locust is their MO. As with demonic oppression and possession, the Left will go as far and devastate as much as you let them.
(Video Warning – Language!)
The Left’s self-righteousness comes from the morality they make up as they go along. Such are the Talmudic-like strictures of DEI, ESG, and CRT.
With stridulation the locust Left cries “We must protect our democracy!” Yet, the Left continues to silence vox populi and elections continue to be rigged and stolen, and voters disnefranchised: Here’s How They Did it: Real-time Election Fraud – American Thinker
Turning to another analogy to underscore the plundering of our lives by the Left, we are being taken captive by the Brave New One World Babylonians. We are being removed from life as we have cultivated it. Babylonian satraps will determine how we live: “You will own nothing – and you’ll be happy about it.”
Right now, children and adults are being led away to the One World Babylon. They have been socially indoctrinated and pharmaceutically anesthetized to passively uphold and serve the authoritarian ruling order of globalists. The will must be broken before the “fundamental transformation” of Babylonian Globalist possession takes place.
To do this the Babylonians employ – by any means necessary – harassment, enticement, torment, addiction, defilement and enslavement. The conquest of the will and human agency will soon include the genetic re-engineering of humans.
With Biden’s recent executive order, humans will be genetically bred and tampered with – but not for a Sustainable, Safe, and Secure American Bioeconomy, as the title of the order would have us believe. Rather, the genetic tampering is to be done to make humanoids that are passive and compliant. (Or, as Italy’s Prime Minister Giorgia Meloni “has argued in a now-viral speech that the secular – progressive – left wants to turn people into ‘perfect consumer slaves’.”
Our freedom, our humanity, and our souls are set to be vanquished by the invading One World Babylonian hordes. Don’t expect “peace on earth and good will towards men” this year. Expect the pestilence of the Great Reset. Expect that like the locust (and the Biden inflation), they will ravage and plunder all that concerns you. The Left is a pandemic.
Call on the name of the Lord:
The Lord works vindication
and justice for all who are oppressed.
He made known his ways to Moses,
his acts to the people of Israel.
-Psalm 103: 6-7
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“…for anyone who is concerned about the survival of culture, there are some important lessons in the armory of cultural instructions accompanying a humble tomato plant. Perhaps the chief lesson has to do with time and continuity, the evolving permanence that cultural animi no less than agricultural cultivation requires if it is to be successful. All those tips, habits, prohibitions, and necessities that have been accumulated from time out of mind and passed down, generation after generation: How much in our society militates against such antidotes to anarchy and decay!” Roger Kimball’s Fortunes of Permanence: Culture in the Age of Amnesia
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Here’s what you get for lovin’ me – the Left:
CA Releases Thousands of Convicted Pedophiles Within A Year of Conviction (breitbart.com)
Thousands of Pedophiles Being Released From California Prisons Thanks to Democrat Policies (thegatewaypundit.com)
Biden’s favorite Transvestite files court papers… – CITIZEN FREE PRESS
Balenciaga scandal, luxury fashion brand under fire for promoting child pornography – Rebel News
GROOMER ALERT: Underage Students At High School Forced to Perform In Drag For Eager Adult Faculty Members (thegatewaypundit.com)
Planned Parenthood’s sexual education director claims that all children are born ‘sexual’ | Daily Mail Online
Paraplegic Canadian veteran says government caseworker offered her euthanasia | Daily Mail Online
The Left celebrates crime and economic destruction:
FTX was funding biological weapons shelters while laundering money from the Ukrainian government via crypto meant for their war efforts.
Millions ended up with the Democrat Party before the 2022 midterm election.
Revealed: FTX Was Funding Biological Weapons Shelters While Ru (thegatewaypundit.com)
Archbishop Carlo Maria Vigano, former Secretary-General of the Vatican, warns that:
The WEF through the C19 crisis has either direct control or blackmailed world leaders into following the plan of mass devastation through vaccination & submission to a new world order.
Below: The building on the right is an apt representation of Progressivism. The architects of Progressivism and the New World Order do not care that humans have to live with the hideous societal designs they come up with. They only care about being recognized and acclaimed for what they throw together.
More societal designs? A new world order?
The Multi-Crisis Leading to the Great Reset:
Klaus Schwab: The “Multicrisis” ushers in the “Great Reset”… – Revolver NewsKlaus Schwab lays out his plan for Global Domination at G-20… – CITIZEN FREE PRESS
Methinks you need to protest more:
People have had enough of the Left’s lies, stolen elections and mandates:
BREAKING: Brazilian Military Stands with Bolsonaro – Is Prepared to Invoke Article 142 to Save the Nation (VIDEO) (thegatewaypundit.com)
Anti-Lockdown Protests Over China’s Zero COVID Continue to Spread-Some Calling For Xi Jinping to Step Down (thegatewaypundit.com)
Informed Dissent:
Safe and Effective?!?
Canadian father unloads on Justin Trudeau… ‘F you for killing my son!’… – CITIZEN FREE PRESS
Vaccine Damage: Real People – Adam (rumble.com)
Not Even N95 Masks Work To Stop Covid ⋆ Brownstone Institute
A VACCINE INJURY COMPILATION: Brighteon
Fauci will not like this from Italy… – CITIZEN FREE PRESS
“Safe and Effective” Not!
EXCESS MORTALITY: Over 2400 Americans are DYING each day following vaccine mandates… Ed Dowd unveils alarming, evidence-based data – NaturalNews.com
1485 Athlete Cardiac Arrests, Serious Issues, 1014 of Them Dead, Since COVID Injection – Real Science (goodsciencing.com)
In memory of those who “died suddenly” in the United States and worldwide, November 7-November 14, 2022 (substack.com)
‘SafeBlood’ Hardliners Want to Set Up Unvaccinated Blood Banks (vice.com)
The Dilemma of the Vaccinated – by Robert W Malone MD, MS (substack.com)
Finding mRNA in breast milk typifies how covid vaccine safety was oversold (substack.com)
“Died Suddenly”: Anti-Vaxx documentary on fibrous clots goes viral… – Revolver News
Abp. Viganò: The COVID pandemic farce served as a trial balloon for the New World Order – LifeSite (lifesitenews.com)
Top Cardiologist Calls for End to mRNA COVID-19 Shots After Seeing 60-70 Patients Suffer Heart Conditions – enVolve (en-volve.com)
Effects of COVID Vaccine on Menstruation | MedPage Today
Renowned Oncologist Sends Urgent Letter Calling to End COVID Vaccine Program Immediately as Cancers and other Diseases Are Rapidly Progressing in ‘Boosted’ People (thegatewaypundit.com)
Top Oncologist: Cancer In Patients Exploding After Covid Shots — The Republic Brief
Exorcist Says Porn Addiction ‘An Opening to the Demonic,’ Despite German Priest’s Controversial Denials| National Catholic Register (ncregister.com)
Natural Immunity, mRNA “boosters” and COVID (substack.com)
Green is the new Black-out:
Germany prepares for “emergency cash deliveries” ahead of anticipated dark winter energy blackout – NaturalNews.com
Wait! What! I thought CO2 would make us toast! An MIT grade says differently.
No. No. No. Instead, of a climate apocalypse narrative, you and I are heading for wealth redistribution apocalypse! Climate change activists talk about CO2 sequestration. But what they mean is wealth sequestration.
12 Republican senators voted to make it possible for the LGBTQ to sue non-profits that do not bow to them. 12 senators voted against religious liberty including Indiana’s senator Todd Young:
We do not want a digital dollar!
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