Soldier or Apostate - Simmons, Matthew
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The word truth from the Girdle of Truth is ¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ (al¿theia), meaning sincerity or not being hidden. Sincerity comes from two Latin words, "sine" & "cera," meaning "without wax." In the time of Paul, statues that did not have a hairline crack were priceless. When a crack developed in a statue, the owner took wax and rock dust and poured them into the cracks of the statue, making the statue appear perfect. The solution for the purchaser of the statue was to take the statue outside and let it sit in the sun until all the wax ran out of the cracks of the statue, obviously manifesting the hidden…mehr

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The word truth from the Girdle of Truth is ¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ (al¿theia), meaning sincerity or not being hidden. Sincerity comes from two Latin words, "sine" & "cera," meaning "without wax." In the time of Paul, statues that did not have a hairline crack were priceless. When a crack developed in a statue, the owner took wax and rock dust and poured them into the cracks of the statue, making the statue appear perfect. The solution for the purchaser of the statue was to take the statue outside and let it sit in the sun until all the wax ran out of the cracks of the statue, obviously manifesting the hidden imperfections. What is the difference between a Playtex girdle and the Girdle of Truth? One is cosmetic, and the other is the real deal. Are you a cosmetic, Playtex Christian, or are you the real deal? Are you wearing a miracle, Playtex girdle or the Girdle of Truth? Many of you look great on the outside, but have hairline cracks with wax and underneath the cosmetology of the heart, there is hidden, secret sin. God is turning up the heat and exposing the fakes, the phony, the pompous, and the religious stuffed shirts. Are you real? Are you sincere? Are you rebellious, or are you righteous? Are you a counterfeit or consecrated? Are you artificial, or are you actual? Are you a pretender, or are you a possessor? Are you a buff for flakes and fruit theology? Are you a cookie-cutter, counterfeit Charismatic? Are you attracted to the ritual, or are you redeemed? Are you attracted to the ceremony, or are you attracted to Jesus Christ? Are you singing about a heaven you are never going to see? Do you want to feel good without being good? Are you trying to get into heaven while trying to live like hell? Do you receive the truth with sincerity? Sincerity without truth is deception. Many are sincere about their false doctrine but are leading the hordes to hell. Deliverance ministers dialoguing with fake, made-up Charismatic spirits are sincere but are in the blows of deception. Charismatics looking for plastic in each other's ears are sincere but are in deception. Spiritual people blowing bubbles trying to communicate with goldfish are sincere but are in a watery deception. Secular humanism is a doctrine of deception; man is not the answer. New age is deception. You can't hum in crystals and commune with God. Harmonizing with a glass of crystals will get you laryngitis, not the Lord of glory. Neo-paganism and flower-sniffing environmentalism, the worship of mother earth with all her earth spirits and dream catchers, is a demonic deception. Pagan momma earth and momma nature dupes the biblical illiterates and is deception. Eastern philosophies where man is god is deception.
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In time, I had a supernatural Apostle Paul conversion. The rigid plated scales fell off my eyes because I was formerly judicially blinded from the truth. I was released from my own intellectual incarceration, and the altar of the Baal of self came crashing down. The Lord showed up on stopwatch precision with the remnant of heaven and spiritually invaded and raided my soul. I had a divine intervention, which led to a Holy Spirit conviction that brutally sabotaged and crushed my drug and alcohol addiction. My escape from the Addiction Penitentiary System was the greatest jailbreak since Bonnie and Clyde. When God's anointing ascended upon me, it reconstructed and reset my internal hard drive, and a supernatural metamorphosis took place. My old nature was buried alive in God's presence, and I evolved into a new creation in Christ Jesus. God channeled my heart like a stream of living water, uprooted my calloused heart made of stone, and downloaded a heart of flesh within me. My lips were anointed by grace.I was utterly consumed in God's presence, clothed in His fragrance, and ingested in His love. God showed up, not on my time, but in His time, which is on time. God is never too early; He is never too late; it may be midnight or daylight, but He is on the way. Under His pinions, He picked me up as a hopeless victim of spiritual brokenness, and His consuming fire incinerated every atomic weapon of self-destruction. God will intervene in any situation and cross-pull the hearts of people who are broken and thoroughly exhausted from doing it their way and ready to do it His way. The lie that never dies is perceiving that you can do it your way. That is the fruit of stupidity! I eagerly seek the Lord early with all of me because I am sweetly broken and wholly surrendered. The righteous may fall seven times and rise again. God orders the steps of the righteous. Today, I have an unshakable relationship with my Savior, the Son of God of might and majesty, patience and power, grace and glory. His glory broke the stillness, silence, and stagnation of my soul. The glow of His glory is so bright and so brilliant; it lit up my life, and a spiritual revival exploded in my soul and transformed me forever. His glamor, grace, and glory reached down and redeemed me from the unredeemed in the lowest hell, from the highways and byways, from the guttermost to the uttermost. I was cursed, and I became blessed because the One who was blessed became cursed for me. When the blood of Jesus Christ touched me in Cypress, Texas, it transformed me and made me a new creature in Jesus Christ, the Father's Preacher. The blood of the Lamb covered the doorpost of my soul, and I was saved from the power, pain, and penalty of sin. My life transfigured into a spiritual ecstasy that has never faded. I will rediscover His love for me over and over. He will take me on an excursion of love because He is the Architect of love who has the blueprints to my heart and soul. Testimonies of what I have experienced and testimonies I hope to experience:¿I stood before the Lord like Isaiah. ¿I experienced rejection like Joseph. ¿I went through a wilderness like Job. ¿I've warned like Noah. ¿I was given a thorn like Paul. ¿I saw the fallen angels described in Jude 1:6. ¿I experienced seeing demons penned in Ephesians 6. ¿I experienced persecution like Peter. ¿I have experienced a born-again experience like every apostle. ¿Lastly, I hope to be raptured like Elijah. I am coming out of my Egypt, as I put my feet into the chilling waters of the Jordan, cross the river of death, and head into the Promised Land-table crumbs to the Marriage Supper of the Lamb. From chains to endless praise! I have eternal life, and I am not afraid of the terror of the grave. If somebody were to ask me, I would say my God is still the same!