Trump as God

Every time you buy gas or go to buy groceries, you are being set up to receive Trump as your savior…

How Trump is being presented as the god sent to save us… the “King of Israel”, “The second coming of God”, and “The Chosen One”. Every time you buy gas or go to buy groceries, you are being set up to receive Trump as your savior… Most Christians are thrilled at the idea… The WHO and the WEF, the Democrats and the corrupt politicians are the Bad Guys in this novel written in Hell… Trump is the hero riding in to save the day… Millions are mistaking this novel for a non-fiction textbook… Don’t be fooled!


Prophetic Convergence

Never have we needed the Scriptures more. Never has the Church of Jesus Christ been so ignorant of the Scriptures…

Prophetic Convergence

David A. Rice, D.Div.

The four horsemen of the Apocalypse are riding. The white horse is here, the red horse is arriving, and the other two are in sight. It is Friday, March 18, 2022, and all of the signs Jesus commanded us to watch for are visible, solid and established. The war of Ezekiel thirty-eight and nine is clearly on the horizon. The King of the North is marching south towards Jerusalem, the Ukraine is just an inconvenient stop along the way. The prophets of old would have given anything to see that which we are observing in real time.

Those of God’s people who have chosen blindness, see nothing. Those with eyes to see and ears to hear are overwhelmed. Perhaps the most terrifying thing the sighted see is the confusion and terror in the eyes of those who have determined not to see. To hear Christians speak of how electing Republicans, and bringing Trump back to power will save America… Awful ignorance; the ignorance of those committed to finding proof texts to support vain imaginations.

Never have we needed the Scriptures more. Never has the Church of Jesus Christ been so ignorant of the Scriptures that sit unread, unlearned, and untaught; the Scriptures that would inform, warn, direct, guide and comfort.

No more do we read the Scriptures in context, praying that God will teach us what He wants us to know. Rather, Christians imagine a God who thinks as they would have him think and acts like they would have him act. Having determined that which they want to believe, they go to books written about the Scriptures, searching desperately for the odd verse or paragraph that, ripped from context and standing alone, seems to support their imaginary religion and describe their made up god…

If a Christian is frightened by the idea of the tribulation, he searches diligently for verses that speak of rescue and escape… It matters not what the subject matter of the Book or the chapter, it speaks of rescue and if I add that verse to the other verses I found in that magic devotional book, I can come up with enough happy verses about rescue to convince myself that the rapture must be pretrib. Please God, don’t let anybody quote Matthew 24 in my presence… If I am even aware of my sin, weakness and failure, I will look for a church that teaches Eternal Security, and I will gladly accept their collection of proof texts without question. If I cannot lose my salvation, I need not be bothered by or alter my lifestyle; after all, I walked the aisle, shook the preacher’s hand and got dunked in the baptistry… I am in like flint… Besides, this is the New Testament and God is no longer concerned about sexual perversion!

So, having collected enough assorted Bible verses to support my happy doctrine, I look out at the world and find that it is collapsing around me. I am amazed that my happy god has not explained this to me… Didn’t Jesus die to make me happy in Babylon? I thought that if I was a Christian and followed all the steps that preacher listed in that book my friend gave me that God would be forced to buy me a mansion on the hilltop. Aren’t I supposed to be living my best life now? Doesn’t God care how much money I sent to that guy on TV? I mean really!

Obviously, the answer is to bring back Donald Trump!!!

Let us forget all those silly peripheral doctrines they told us set our denomination apart and made us better than all those other Christians who didn’t believe the same silly peripheral doctrines that made the founding fathers of our denomination stomp out of one church in a huff, take half the members and go start a new and improved denomination… OUR denomination! Let us go back to the Word of God, forgetting all those silly devotional books and their “365 Happy Verses for a Happy Year”, and asking God Almighty, by his Holy Spirit, to teach us the truth and open our eyes to the world around us and help us to see the whole truth. There is a great peace that descends on one’s soul when God fills it with his Truth!

We sit on the eve of destruction. Our reward is in Heaven. I could care less what your church believes, Jesus said, “He who endures to the end shall be saved!” Take that and run with it! Don’t go to bed without reading a chapter or two or three, in context and asking God to open your eyes to the Truth.

Today’s suggested reading (It is relevant) is:

2 Chronicles 7 the whole chapter

Jeremiah 14 and 15, both chapters

Lamentations 2, the whole chapter.

Tomorrow, continue in the same books and then ask God to lead you to another book to read.

Be a Daniel. Read Daniel and see Daniel’s suffering and his courage… Go beyond the Lion’s Den!


Walk away from the fairytale that is American Christianity… Embrace the Whole Counsel of God!

This is my Bible class from yesterday…


The Show that is the Ukraine

What a show! Did you know that the President of the Ukraine was a standup comedian and a TV actor before running for President? He had no political experience, but he did play the role of an ordinary citizen who was suddenly elevated to the position of the President of the Ukraine This was his most famous role as an actor!

This is a scripted show… Yes, people are dying in the Ukraine… A good part of the reason the Ukraine is being invaded is to lower the world’s population by killing off useless eaters… But this whole thing is being scripted by the folks who make phone calls to world leaders and tell them what to do today… This is all about bringing in the Kingdom of the Beast / New World Order.

Watch the video…



Hell stared out through human eyes. Satan, the ancient enemy, now incarnate in the body of a man called Jesus. It was the ultimate coup; in the battle that had raged since before time, he was the victor.




Hell stared out through human eyes. Satan, the ancient enemy, now incarnate in the body of a man called Jesus. It was the ultimate coup; in the battle that had raged since before time, he was the victor.

He sat at a dressing table in the Royal Waiting Room. Like the surrounding temple, the room was magnificent. The trappings of royalty surrounded him, gold and silver, jewels, priceless rugs, and paintings worth millions of Euros abounded in overstuffed abandon.

He was no Shepherd born in a stable; he would have none of that.

As he stared at the human face in the mirror, he thought how the open wound above his right eye made him look like that Shepherd from Galilee. Although not scarred beyond recognition, he too would have a visible scar. It pleased him to think that this was a more handsome body than the Nazarene had used. This body was tall and solidly built. Light skinned with the features of an Arab prince. Only that open sore kept the visage from being perfect. The wound proved the resurrection; it was enough.

This book is out of date and I no longer believe the story…

That said, it is a good story… You can buy it on Amazon or click the link and read the original manuscript for free…

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Jim is dead. I left him in the other building. He sits there still, frozen forever, staring, eyes wide open, at the graffiti on the wall.

I love a challenge. Creative writing has been suggested to Cathy as therapy. Last night, she showed me a site with 300 starts for short stories… Alone in an abandoned warehouse was the one that fascinated me…

Lying in bed, I wrote this story in my mind. This morning, I sat down and typed it out.

SPOILER: This is NOT distinctly Christian. You may be shocked to discover that I can write the kind of story that ends up in Reader’s Digest… Please, no offence intended…

This then, is the story…


David A. Rice

Jim is dead. I left him in the other building. He sits there still, frozen forever, staring, eyes wide open, at the graffiti on the wall. Always the brave one, Jim climbed the ladder fastened to the wall in that abandoned warehouse, in that godless, frozen tundra. Climbing out onto an exposed beam, he looked so proud. When that ancient log gave way, I watched the terror on his face, all the way to the ground.

Jim was my best friend. I still don’t know why. I have a PhD from Harvard. Back when London was still warm in the summers, I did graduate work at Oxford. Not Jim, he couldn’t wait to get out of school. He got a job at a cabinet factory and soon started his own company. He was an accomplished carpenter and an adventurer at heart. He somehow found pleasure in dragging me along on his adventures. I would complain, but somehow, I always went along.

When we left Pensacola headed north, it was nine degrees and blowing snow. Back in the twenties, we could have never imagined that. Everyone spoke of global warming. When the snow and freezing weather came, the weatherman on TV would call it “Climate Change”, right on que. Then, that crazy space rock hit and knocked the whole world sideways. Now, it freezes in north Florida by September, and they built a wall all the way across the I-4 corridor to keep the Yankees out. Damned Yankees.

I remember looking up from my phone every once in a while, watching the frozen wasteland that once was Alabama pass by. Later, we went through a big city and turned west. The sun poked through the clouds as it set. I know we were headed west. What city was that? I don’t really know, nor did I ever notice the highway signs; that was Jim’s job.

I remember that the roads grew smaller, not so wide. The last road was full of potholes, most uncomfortable. Then the dilapidated sign by the destroyed gate. The sign said something about cotton and the letters, “LLC”. I remember that. Beyond that, I have no idea where I am.

The building was an old warehouse. Empty now, there was no sign as to what it once held. The graffiti on the walls was old, from back in the Twenties when it was warm. One drawing was well done, a football helmet with the number 29 and the words, 2022 Champions. No one would come out here now, only fools like Jim and their friends like me, no smarter than they.

Jim sort of slid down that post. When he landed, it supported him and he remained sitting, his eyes glassed over, mouth open in a silent scream. I couldn’t stay there. I ran from the building, looking for the Jeep. It was old, they didn’t build cars after 2022, but it was sturdy and well maintained. The snow had covered our tracks and I had no idea where that vehicle was. I wish I had paid attention.

I ran, fighting my way through the snow. I didn’t find the Jeep, but I came to another building. This is a massive warehouse, much larger than the first. I would think it more than a hundred yards long, sixty yards wide, and maybe three stories tall. Like Jim’s mausoleum, it is empty. Here, there is no sign of graffiti, no signs of its former glory. The only sign that people have been here is a crudely constructed firepit, a few rocks in a circle, near the center of the floor. You can see ashes on the bottom, but no wood. There are piles of snow here and there. I look up and see holes in the tin roof that correspond to those piles. It is cold, bitter cold.

Through a crack in the wall, I see an old tree, collapsed and lying in the snow. I have a lighter. I am one of the few who holds onto tobacco; it calms my nerves. Better to die with calm nerves than to live in a nervous fit. If I can only get to that wood, I can light a fire.

Making my way back to those huge open doors, I exit, turn the corner, and fight my way through waste deep snow to the tree. At least this is easy, the wood has been cut by a former camper. I gather as many sticks as I can carry and head back. Walking from the doors to the firepit, I realize that in my struggle through the snow, I have dropped at least half of my firewood. I hadn’t noticed.

The little fire roared, and for an hour or so I was warm. When the fire was dying, I threw in my backpack. It burned too quickly, and I cried when I saw that Oxford sticker burn. Now, it is cold and dark. Nights are fourteen hours long now. This could be bad. I wonder if I will see the sun again.

My phone has no service here, but the clock tells me it is midnight. The wind has come up and it is howling and screeching through the tin. I am colder than I have ever been. I listen to the wind, somehow it is soothing. The sound is like an owl with super lungs, he hoots but never runs out of breath.

Now the sound is changing… almost like a voice singing in the distance. It sounds like my mother singing. She had a beautiful voice, and she always sang in the choir. No, this cannot be, it is my mother! I hear her clearly now. Yes, I know that song, “When the Role is Called Up Yonder”. It is beautiful and it calms my soul. For the first time since Jim fell, I feel real peace. It is not so cold now. Somehow warmth is creeping into me. I am comfortable now.

“Yes Mama, when the roll is called up yonder, I will be there.” I feel so comfortable, Mama has been joined by a choir of angels, the song is overwhelming, I am crying tears of joy!

Suddenly, I feel the little panic of a schoolboy. “I’ve got to go!” I cry, “They are calling the roll now!”


The next in the Sunday School series speaking to the headlines and the prophecies they are fulfilling.

Endurance and the hope of Heaven…

The next in the Sunday School series speaking to the headlines and the prophecies they are fulfilling. This week we speak of the Life Insurance company Aegon and their reported third quarter payout of $111 million in 2021 compared to $31 million in the same quarter of 2020… more than a 350% increase in a single year.

We speak of and define “Occultianity” and speak to the Christ Centered life which stands opposed to the witchcraft now so prevalent in the church.

Join us as we seek to understand current events in the light of Scripture…


Johns Hopkins Researchers: Lockdowns Had Little Impact on COVID Deaths

“Lockdowns should be rejected out of hand as a pandemic policy instrument,” Johns Hopkins

Johns Hopkins Researchers: Lockdowns Had Little Impact on COVID Deaths…

MY NOTE: No one in their right mind could have ever imagined that they would.

Johns Hopkins University researchers say lockdowns in the U.S. and Europe had little to no impact in reducing COVID-19 deaths.According to a new analysis of dozens of scientific studies, the lockdowns during the early phase of the pandemic in 2020 reduced COVID-19 mortality by about 0.2%.”We find no evidence that lockdowns, school closures, border closures and limiting gatherings have had a noticeable effect on COVID-19 mortality,” the researchers wrote.

The lockdowns did have “devastating effects” on the economy, however, and contributed to numerous social ills, the paper noted.

“They have contributed to reducing economic activity, raising unemployment, reducing schooling, causing political unrest, contributing to domestic violence and undermining liberal democracy,” the researchers said.

“Such a standard benefit-cost calculation leads to a strong conclusion: Lockdowns should be rejected out of hand as a pandemic policy instrument,” the paper concluded.


A New Religion

By preaching only happy verses, ignoring “If” clauses, curses and warnings, we have built a religion properly called Occultianity.

By preaching only happy verses, ignoring “If” clauses, curses and warnings, we have built a religion properly called Occultianity. Through offerings, positive thinking and the use of Power Verses, we are told that the Devil will be forced to flee and God can be made to do our will… It is all about wealth and life on earth… The God of this World has become the God in our churches.

Do you agree?

Watch it here!!!


Rapture Timing

Eisegesis, driven by irrational fear and unmitigated wishful thinking, is a powerful tool of deception and perhaps the greatest weapon of the Devil…

Fear and Wishful Thinking

The greater my commitment to the truth and longer I search for truth, the more convinced I am that no one ever goes to the Scripture with an open heart and mind and comes away believing in a PreTrib Rapture.

Those who believe in a PreTrib Rapture were taught the doctrine of a PreTrib Rapture before they ever went to the Scriptures. Without exception, they go to the Bible already fully convinced of a PreTrib Rapture and determined to prove that which they already believe.

This is called eisegesis. Eisegesis is unilaterally condemned and universally applied. We start with what we believe and search the Scriptures for verses and passages that would seem to support our preconceived notions…

Although PreTrib is not the only example of that, i.e. we might include infant baptism or eternal security, PreTrib is the most egregious example. Driven by an unrealistic fear of the Tribulation and wishful thinking, the list of prooftexts collected by the PreTrib believers is awesome. Hundreds of verses collected in dozens of combinations… Prooftext on top of Prooftext.

But the reality remains, several websites have been offering thousands of dollars to anyone who can come up with any verse or passage that places the Rapture before the Tribulation. They are all still in possession of their funds. The truth is that no such verse or passage exists.

What the PreTribbers give us are lists of verses that say that God is good, combined with verses that say that there will be a rapture. They say that we are not destined for wrath, but the passage they quote juxtaposes that wrath with Heaven. The opposite of Heaven is not the Tribulation but Hell and the everlasting Lake of Fire.

Nowhere do they find anything that remotely indicates that God must rapture us before the Tribulation. In fact, the opposite is true; Scripture clearly indicates that we will go through tribulation, that we will be hated by all nations, that we will be handed over to be killed, and even that it is our own relatives who will betray us…

Revelation tells us that the Antichrist will make war against the Saints and overcome them… Nowhere, outside of the Left Behind books and movies, will you find mention of anything like a “Tribulation Saint”. These Saints are the Church of Jesus Christ…

1 Corinthians 15:52 tells us that we will be gathered “at the last trump.” The last trump sounds when Jesus descends at Armageddon… If you insist on a PreTrib Rapture you must accept that having been raptured, we are somehow returned to earth and grave in order to be raised at the Last Trump!

2 Thessalonians 2 tells us that we cannot be gathered to the Lord until after the Man of Sin is revealed. It even tells us that he will be revealed when he sits in the Temple, as if he were God, proclaiming himself to be God. Until and unless you see that happen, you cannot be gathered to him… That is plain as day.

Mark 13:27 And he will send his angels and gather his elect from the four winds, from the ends of the earth to the ends of the heavens.

Matthew 24:29 “Immediately after the tribulation of those days the sun will be darkened, and the moon will not give its light, and the stars will fall from heaven, and the powers of the heavens will be shaken. 30 Then will appear in heaven the sign of the Son of Man, and then all the tribes of the earth will mourn, and they will see the Son of Man coming on the clouds of heaven with power and great glory. 31 And he will send out his angels with a loud trumpet call, and they will gather his elect from the four winds, from one end of heaven to the other.

In the passage from Matthew, the gathering of the Elect is specifically and undisputedly placed “Immediately after the tribulation of those days…”

No, if you go to the Bible with an open heart and an open mind, you will understand that the Rapture cannot happen before the Tribulation… Clear and plain Scripture makes that impossible. If, on the other hand, you are convinced of a PreTrib Rapture, you will go to the Bible to prove it and you will end up with a string of verses that say that there will be a rapture and another string of verses that say that God is good… You will mix up those lists and insist that your list proves that the Rapture has to be before the Tribulation…

Eisegesis, driven by irrational fear and unmitigated wishful thinking, is a powerful tool of deception and perhaps the greatest weapon of the Devil…

Think about it!