In spite of clear statements by Jesus and a Bible history which, like world history, is mainly a history of wars, we tend to despise war as ungodly and to extol peace as Godly. We seek the truth, but we seek it from a bias which we are reluctant to challenge. We are a fearful people because we donít want to admit the truth about our God. Instead we insist that truth must confirm beliefs which we already hold dear.

But, our world is a mirror reflection of the Truth which we prodigals must seek; it is a reverse image, it is the great lie; one must reverse many of the common beliefs if he would find God/Truth. The Christian religion is quite opposite from the real truths which Jesus stated, but Christianity is the religion which we learned as children so we are reluctant to challenge what we were taught. Preachers even admonish us not to question, but to accept the lessons by faith. One must dare to be radical if he would break free from the great lie.

Religion promotes the "good life:" good family, good morals, good ethics, good career, good security, good future for oneís children, good reputation, then to die peacefully in bed, honored by many who loved him. We look to Jesus as a bringer of Peace, a Lord who grants blessings of health and abundance because He loves us. Most Christians will read the above and say, "yeah, and whatís wrong with that?" The Truth is that nearly everything is wrong with that. But, finding that Truth will cost you your life!

Perhaps the main problem, as I see it, is that we begin with the wrong premise: we think this lifetime is everything, and then to heaven after we die. But, if you know the long term, cyclic plan of Godís program, and if you also know that Godís spirit-being offspring have been players on the earth-stage (as members of the body of Christ) since the very beginnng, countless cycles ago and if you know yourself as a spirit-being who is playing a role on the stage for a brief moment, then you must believe Jesus who said that the flesh is nothing but the Spirit is everything. The false premise which misleads us is that one should make the best of this life, raise a good family, and die with a good reputation, loved by many. The Truth is that you are a spirit-soldier of God, representing Him in an arena where you are to do contest, to the death. Jesus keeps saying to not fear death. St. Paul chants, "O death, where is thy sting; O grave, where is thy victory." Death is nothing but an ending of one brief stage role before you start another assignment.

If you are familiar with my writings, you know that I quote the many statements of Jesus which tell you to hate this world, your own life, and every other person, or you canít be His disciple. He said, "Donít think I came to bring peace; I did not come to bring peace, but a sword." Preachers ignore that, of course.

Our God is a God of War! Although I personally have not been in military combat, I think the battle against the great lie means life or death for one's soul, and how you perform as God's soldier in your war is everything, hopefully earning a diploma by dying for His Name and for His Glory. We are here to give our lives to some kind of war against God's enemies. A reluctant death is just a waste.

Just think about this comparison of two lives. Man A is a good student in school, graduates from college, marries a good Christian girl, raises a good family which is devoted to the church. He grows old and dies, bringing sorrow to many who loved him. He never took the path of life of Man B who went to war because he wanted to represent a noble cause. No, Man A never killed anyone, never charged boldly against enemy forces like our men did at Dunkirk, Omaha Beach, and Normandy. He never pondered the meaning of life from a foxhole, what does God want of me? He never faced the fear that if he charges forward it is likely to be certain death, and then he charged forward anyway. He never made the conscious choice of dying for his cause in lieu of the happy home and family. He never got the spiritual reward of Man B who represents his King willingly, courageously, and fatefully, putting one hundred percent of his life on the line because he canít live with himself if he does less. Man B devoted his life to his King while Man A has devoted it to his own peace and happiness.

You see, we do have a God, for Real, who sends forth His offspring with noble instincts and a willingness to die for values which he believes are more important than his own life. It is because we have such a God that War is the highest point in the life of one who has done it. There is no more intense experience than to charge into battle because it is the right thing to do. And when that warrior returns home to a peaceful community, he sees it so differently! It is all so terribly boring; people are so shallow; their lives so insipid. While hating the very real terrors of battle, many would rather return to it than to vegetate in an effeminate culture of lukewarmness. He asks, "God, is this what is important? Is there anything here to value? Is this some kind of meaningless joke?" Rather would he expend his life battling for some noble cause, that which makes life worthwhile and death a victory.

I think of the movie, BAND OF BROTHERS, in which a young soldier "froze" in battle, unable to move. Afterward, his officer explained to him, "Until you realize youíre already dead, you canít function here."

That is the attitude for Godís soldiers! In the HBO movie of 2010, THE PACIFIC, by Steven Spielberg and Tom Hanks (who had also done BAND OF BROTHERS), it is after some battles by Marines on Guadalcanal that Bob Leckie sits against a tree writing a poem. He wrote, "For those who fell, there is no hell, not for the brave who died." You see, even for men who donít promote Christianity, there is an instinctive awareness that God loves the warrior who dies for His cause.

My wife, Lisa, said, "how then does a woman attain that victory since she is not designed to be a warrior in battle?" The answer burst from me, that "since the two become one, she shares in his victory by supporting him as his helpmeet, because a man needs that kind of support." And then she said, "but not even all men go into battle; surely there must be other paths to the victory." We discussed that, and think that each person must seek out his own unique way by which to represent his Lord, challenge the enemy, and give his life to that quest, whether death comes quickly or is delayed. Finally, it seems that one must deliberately choose that kind of destiny, to the death, rather than the worldly "good life" of family happiness and security which Jesus speaks against.

As I come to understand this concept, it certainly is consistent with the ideas of Disconnect and Liberation, about which I have written many articles. Of all the paths to God, it seems to me that War is the most wonderful path for the soul. It seems to me that God is saying, "Give my your best and your brightest, those who will give their all in representing My cause, them will I claim for my own and will bring home into my presence. Theirs are the values which make them Mine. They are the flowers for My bouquet. No more tears for their eyes."

God has placed within His sons a compulsion to seek great challenges, or else new continents would never have been discovered, new lands pioneered and wrested from primitive nature. The American West was conquered by such men, and gold was a reward for some. The Klondike in the arctic Yukon Territory attracted men of such mettle; you might read Pierre Bertonís KLONDIKE for an account which will make you proud to be of the same specie as such men. Robert Service writes about it in his LAW OF THE YUKON. Here is a snip of the first part.

This is the law of the Yukon, and ever she makes it plain:

"Send not your foolish and feeble; send me your strong and your sane --

Strong for the red rage of battle; sane for I harry them sore;

Send me men girt for the combat, men who are grit to the core;

Swift as the panther in triumph, fierce as the bear in defeat,

Sired of a bulldog parent, steeled in the furnace heat.

Send me the best of your breeding, lend me your chosen ones;

Them will I take to my bosom, them will I call my sons;

Them will I gild with my treasure, them will I glut with my meat;

But the others -- the misfits, the failures -- I trample under my feet.

Dissolute, damned and despairful, crippled and palsied and slain,

Ye would send me the spawn of your gutters -- Go! take back your spawn."


Berton's KLONDIKE tells the story of men doing the "gold-rush". During winter of 1896/97 hundreds of men climbed the terrible Chilkoot Pass up to Lake Bennett, in B.C., which was the mouth of the Yukon River. In the spring of 1897 when Lake Bennett began to thaw, about 700 craft(?) that would hopefully float, were launched to begin the journey northward, down the Yukon River, to the Klondike. Those boats and rafts had been built during an arctic winter by men who cut down frozen trees and made boards with handsaws while living in tents at temperatures from minus 20 degrees to minus 60 F. And they didnít have modern insulated clothing and boots! Finally reaching the Klondike, things got no easier as they dug toward the bedrock of icy streams. Was it the gold which brought men to that challenge? In Serviceís poem, SPELL OF THE YUKON, he tells of finding the gold and returning to society with a fortune, only to conclude the poem with:

They're making my money diminish;

I'm sick of the taste of champagne.

Thank God! when I'm skinned to a finish

I'll pike to the Yukon again.

I'll fight ó and you bet itís no sham-fight;

Itís hell! ó but I've been there before;

And itís better than this by a damsite ó

So me for the Yukon once more.

This world is the hellish assignment for Godís sons, not to get rich but to challenge forces more wicked and unpredictable than any in nature. Whether the Klondike or war, I think our spirits are trying to break free. We are spirit-beings, people of the Mind and our assignment is Liberation. We lunge forward to challenge the Lie and find the Truth. The lie is that this mortal life is everything, so we feel compelled to risk it; the Truth is that flesh is nothing and must be rejected so to set oneís Spirit free. Fear might be oneís fiercest enemy, but Jesus shows us the path beyond it so that we can overcome our fears.

Lured to the challenge of World, Godís own children turned from Him at the Fall to undertake it one more time. Then, when we had bottomed out 6,000 years ago, and were without hope, God revived our spirits to seek Him again. Our souls know that powerful compulsion to challenge forces in order to attain some distant goal: a boat on an ocean, new land in the West, the Klondike quest, to fly, to step onto the Moon, to war against evil, to challenge oppressive tyrants, and whatever risky ventures you have done in your own life. We are Godís sons, men of the Mind, and He calls us to Himself. The best and the brightest will find their way Home by the deliberate effort of rejecting this temporary prison.

Again, I ponder the record of history, wars upon wars. That is the nature of world; we are born into it. War is a great Liberator. For the fearful, the weak, the politicians, and those who war for glory or power, war is a path to Hades, but for those who thrill to fight for a cause which they believe is holy (whether it really is or not), their Father draws to His bosom and is likely to Liberate them from this world, during military battle, as His loving reward. One can hear the Father calling, "Send Me your best and your brightest; them will I claim for My own."

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