I thank God for all the faithful ministers over the history of the church. From Irenaeus to Augustine, to Luther and Wesley. But in this one picture u have some of the most world changing ministers we've ever had. These were some of the first that showed us that blind eyes are still opened, that the lame are still being made to walk again and that the dead are still being raised to life. William Seymour (bottom left) brought Pentecost back into the church. God supernaturally healed thousands in the ministry of John lake (bottom right). And ff bosworth (top mid) was a leader in the charismatic movement. *
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Let's talk about Extraordinary Ministers of Holy Communion, or more commonly and incorrectly named "Eucharistic Ministers". I am going to try and tie this also into a few major crises that the Church is facing today. Let's start off with what an Extraordinary Minister of Holy Communion is. For the sake of character limit I'm going to shorten it to "EM". An EM is a lay person who administers the Eucharist to people in *extraordinary* circumstances. The real reason the term "Eucharistic Minister" was put in place for EMs is because Modernists want to hide the fact that the real name proves they violate the Law and require indult. The real name has the term "Extraordinary" in it, which means that a.) They shouldn't be a common sight. b.) They are only allowed to be used in extreme cases. Is it really an extreme case when your Mass has 300 people? Seriously, is it so extreme that it would take an extra 5 to 10 minutes for the priest to distribute Holy Communion to the entire congregation? You do not need an entire army of "Eucharistic Ministers". The only reasoning for having these ranks of EMs that the Modernist priests can give you is "it saves time". Does this really matter? Do you seriously have anywhere better to be that can't wait 10 more minutes? The modern parishioner doesn't care though. All they care about is waltzing up and picking up what they think is just a little wafer and just plopping it in their mouth like it's nothing. This is the state of Church nowadays. The common man has no actual belief in the real presence. They abuse the Sacred Body of Christ and masquerade behind the title of "Eucharistic Minister". This is a serious abuse that needs to stop. In the Tridentine Rite the priest cannot separate his own fingers in fear of losing pieces of the Body of Christ after the consecration. This is the level of respect the Church wants us to profess. In many of the Eastern Rites the priest only allows communion to be received over a special cloth or disk so no particles are lost. However in the New Rite of the West people just "dust their hands off" to "ablute" their hands of any particles of Christ.
The beautiful #island of #pentecost for which I was fortunate to spend time. Indeed one of the most profound times of my research. The 10 hours on this cargo ship allowed me to experience local life to which most do not. We stopped at so many #villages . I was happy yet sad 1) because I left those I connected with on Pentecost and 2) the amount of disregard for the natural beauty around was disheartening, at least from plenty of people on the ship. Nonetheless, the next journey would lead me to even more seclusion on the island of Ambae where a one of a kind experience unfolded. I certainly hope to return to #Vanuatu for I left a bit of my heart there
David du Plessis was a South African teenager. He wanted to have more of God. He first had to get forgiveness for his secret disobedience. This is his story. — Dad was delighted by my determination. He and a half-dozen of the other men and young people prayed with me all that Thursday night, stopping for only a few hours of sleep. They prayed for me, laying hands on me, calling heartily upon the Lord to meet my need. Then we prayed softly, and then silently. We knelt on the hard flagstone floor, and we stood, and we paced. Like good, old-time Pentecostals, we "prayed through." We continued on through Friday, interrupted only by Brother Heatley's services, and then the few hours between services when I was left alone among the coffins. We prayed on through Friday night, into sheer exhaustion and exasperation. I was worn out, frayed mentally, spiritually and physically. But nothing happened. My frustration got worse and worse. Saturday morning, I was sitting forlornly off to the rear and side of the shed by myself. Unexpectedly, one of the farm girls—a fourteen-year-old with dark brown hair, who had received the baptism in the Holy Spirit during the meetings—came quietly up to my side and sat down. "David?" she said, tentatively. "Can I say something to you? I don't want to interfere, but I know how hard you've been trying." My silence seemed to give her the go-ahead. I wasn't hostile; I just didn't have anything to say. "I think the Lord has given me something to say to you." A pause. She was embarrassed, and she blushed. "He has told me that if you will confess the thing that's on your conscience, he will baptize you in the Holy Spirit." I looked up at her. She looked down. And as quietly as she had come, she walked away. I knew instantly what the Lord had shown her. My conscience was troubled, at age thirteen, by the first sin in my life that I became aware of, a sin that had led to similar sins. It was a lie that I had told to my parents seven years earlier. They had believed me, and I'd never . . . (story continued in comment)
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Say what???? Ok I am going to share my heart a little today.... I see stuff like this and it makes me want to go back to creating my own reality where I can raise my frequency and opt out of police state and FEMA camps possibilities and the mark of the beast and the 666 and the transhumanist agenda and the like.... It makes me so fearful that i want to go back to the alien channeling conferences and just create my own reality.
Ok phew got that off my chest... I am letting you all into my spiritual process a little today.... So what is the devil? What is Satan? What is the enemy?
What is really going on here ??? Ok....so god governs me. I am under gods governing.
Every day I face the devil in a new and improved way.
Today it's the police state crap and fears about my precious children.
But the trick is knowing what is my work.
I want there to be justice for all.
Holy Spirit go magnolia Texas and move in a mighty way
Besides Christianity functions best under oppression... Oops there's that word... Christianity... I follow Jesus Christ and I am filled with Holy Ghost power (when I am...not always)
I believe in the scripture
I like to leave it at that... So anyway I pray to know god has his hand on America
God remove from me every evil wicked way in myself
Take satanic selfishness out of my blood and my DNA
God I repent... God help me raise my precious children!!! Pls god!!! Give me celestial wisdom
I plead the blood of Jesus over my city, Los Angeles. My family. My dogs. My kids. No weapon formed against us shall prosper. I plead it over my baby daddy husband too.
I want to want the best for everyone ... I plead the blood of Jesus over magnolia Texas as well ... Satan get thee hence
Satan get behind me
I am channeling david right now ... From the Bible. David the psalmist