Truth is Truth and Lie is Lie, without hypocrisy (Edited with ChatGPT)

 

Do I see my life in disappointment while admiring the world or anyone else? No! I look down on all things as they are beneath me, because I have God. Can Archangels feel disappointment in themselves? Never! Why? Because they have God, who makes them what they are. God is the jackpot of all jackpots, and this jackpot does not disappoint. In this jackpot, joy and fulfillment are eternal. That is why we do not look to the world with admiration but with disappointment — because they do not know God. They are not citizens of heaven, only of earth. Our visa is the visa of all visas — and it never disappoints.

 

I am sure I made many wrong choices in life, but God was gracious, and my life ended with the success of all successes. Family, life, joy, children, peace of mind, and unshakable stability — these are good and beautiful — and yes, financial security too. God was and is good to me. He not only comforted me but also disciplined me when I was wrong. That proves He loves me as His child. He gave me back the years devoured by pests I had collected and nurtured — bad choices and a faithless life. Yet many people may have these external blessings — but without peace of mind, deep joy, and unshakable stability, which are only possible for the born again and faithful. And besides having peace with God and stability in mind and life, I have something most people do not.

 

I know God and the spiritual world not just by faith, but as a matter of knowledge. God placed me in the front row of His army. The spiritual world is not just belief to me — it is life. It is as real as the bread I eat and the water I drink. How many people have such certainty of heaven? And to ensure none of His children misuse grace to declare their theology perfect, He placed me — the most unworthy — in front, to proclaim His theology. What greater joy and satisfaction can there be than to receive such grace when least deserving? When God ensured no half-cooked theology would be passed as truth, I ended up with the jackpot. Who is luckier than me? Who is more undeserving than me? Who else can boast of this joy? It is truly the best of the best.

 

There were times I longed for my childhood — times of stability, unconditional love, support, and protection. I admired those days because there was nothing good around. Life was a constant effort to stay busy and avoid unhelpful thoughts. But with God, life is joyful not only in ideal times but also in the worst. Potential starvation loomed, war surrounded us, bombings were daily, and the threat of COVID was real. Yet my peace of mind ran deep, and fear was not an issue.

 

Why? Because whether I die, I know God, and if I live, I live by God. I am in God’s hands, and nothing happens without His permission. And if He allows it, I trust He has a reason. That gave me a deep sense of security. God worked from the inside — my peace was internal, not circumstantial. It was unconditional. God never disappoints. He made a way in a desolate desert of social isolation, providing for our sustenance, security, and financial needs.

 

I am not a person who networks, yet a time came when survival depended on it. Banks ran dry, salaries disappeared, food prices soared, and mouths still needed feeding. No one offered a hand — but God sustained us beyond all. We did not borrow, we saved. We did not beg, but the supply came home. He showed me in a dream the one person who could help, though I did not understand it at first. God opened a business for them, which supported us until we could stand again. Once we were independent, the business ended. I never feared or struggled during that time — I was certain I was in God’s hands. But afterward, I felt the weight of it all. God showed me what He carried for me, and why I was stable. This is my God. What more do I need?

 

Does this make me proud of myself or my life? No — I made too many wrong choices to have pride in myself. But am I proud of my God, my knowledge of Him, and being chosen by Him? Absolutely. God is my pride. My knowledge of Him is my pride. My spiritual rebirth and citizenship in heaven are my pride against the world. I have the visa of heaven, and nothing on this earth is more valuable.

 

When we say “hallelujah,” we boast in God. So I boast in my God. Though it is now often just a word of praise, it is truly a bold proclamation of pride in God. I am proud of God and of knowing Him. I am not average — I am more, because I know God. I will not hide this to comfort the godless. Instead, I will show my pride in God so they too can share in it by accepting Jesus as Lord. God wanted the Jewish people to have this pride, but they did not recognize what they had. They rejected it for abominations. We now have the pride in God they never knew. We know God at a depth they never imagined.

 

We are more than the Jewish people. They sought God in a temple that is now gone. But we have God inside us — guiding, assuring, teaching us to walk in the light, not stumble in darkness. We are a different species. We are not like the zombies of the world. We are not dead people chasing impulses, ignorance, and demonic push. We are guided by God and His heart. Our hearts are circumcised, and we are taught by God. We are not ordinary — we are in the image of Jesus. As Jesus was more than man — God — we are more than human —children of God, citizens of heaven, assured of eternal life. As Jesus is proud of His divine nature, we are proud of our rebirth. We will not hide our joy to comfort the dead. We will proclaim it loud, so they too may receive it by God’s grace.

 

There is nothing evil about boasting in our rebirth, our identity in God, and our knowledge of Him. The real evil is not knowing or proclaiming our spiritual superiority — but operating in human superiority rather than heavenly. On earth, the superior dominate and are called kind. In heaven, the superior serve the inferior. We do not boss others — we serve them to reveal God’s nature. We do not dominate — we empower, so Jesus can rule in their hearts. While they seek earthly things, we seek heavenly ones — not because they are our overlords, but because they are beneath us. We act differently because we are of a higher order — children of God.

 

They may insult us — because they lack our wisdom. They may persecute and kill us — because they are savages. They may hunt us — because that is what wild animals do. But we, as the superior species, tame them with our heavenly nature. They insult, we love. They hunt, we pray and bless. They wish for our fall, we pray for their rebirth. Why? Because they are dead and in darkness. We are alive and in light. So we serve them as children of the light.

 

As it is written: If anyone should boast, let them boast in knowing God. And we boast not only in knowing God — but in being born of Him. He lives in us. But we must live like Him. Jesus was proud of Himself, but He showed the servant heart of His Father — not the overlord spirit of the world. Earthly leaders bow outwardly but build their castles on the backs of others. Heavenly ones leave castles to lift others up. The problem is not our pride in God, but in becoming earthly rather than heavenly. That is why we boast in our second birth — and most importantly, in our God. We loudly hail Him. We boast in Him. We shout louder: “Hallelujah!”

When working with prostitutes, remember — they are still prostitutes. We teach with wisdom, cautious around the devils inside them. Be wise, for you are sheep among foxes. Your light flows from within — not from outside. Should you discuss deep theology with novice believers? Or with the spiritually dead? Know they are dead. Speak to them accordingly. Focus on the basics. If you cannot agree on the basics, leave them behind — we do not debate theology with devils. They are not your equals. They are dead. You are alive. The only theological discussion is only about salvation by the faith and the Bible’s authority — no other book. Once that is clear, then you can go deeper. Do not discuss atomic physics with the illiterate at the bar.