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KINGDOM COME


I found this to be interesting. I stumbled upon it from a front page news story on my desktop. My first thought was, this is a new's story?

"By the inspiration of God, the Apostle Paul tells us that the devil has a kingdom and rulers in that kingdom as recorded in Ephesians 6:12, “For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.” The kingdom of the devil is all around us. It is the world’s system that is diametrically opposed to Jesus Christ."

The only actual kingdom of fear is in our thoughts. An "actual" devil resides there too, needless, pointless, undesired, indifferent too, but one that rises in us all if we believe in only the story and forgo the required journey. Forgiveness and repentance are two different things, unless you are born forgiven of what you have done or might do- past, present, future. What's to do after that? Decorate Heaven with Love and Peace, weave them both in the collective sway, Forgiveness as backdrop, Laughter as medicine, Child as testament to God's Creation...

© 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

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