Sunday, May 31, 2015

A Most Inoffensive God

This is from the blog Homeward Bound:

A god who does not condemn one’s sinful nature is not the God of Scripture. A god who does not insist upon a standard, some plumb line to which he must hold those who purport to serve and worship him is not the God of the Bible.

The god of many today is a most inoffensive god, a god who is permissive of any and all things, a god that eerily resembles the self, because there is no more permissive a god than the god of self.

The one true God is offensive to man’s sinful nature. Man’s sinful nature bristles, rebels, and rejects the one true God because He demands a mortification of said sinful nature, a doing away and parting of ways with what the flesh once enjoyed and reveled in.

The modern day church jumped the rails when it stopped preaching repentance, and it has been hurtling towards a shattering impact ever since. Because we now preach self rather than Christ, because we now preach personal growth rather than spiritual growth, because our focus is squarely set upon the things of this earth, we are as toothless lions, something for strangers to look at and try to imagine in their prime. We pose no real threat to the enemy, we pose no real danger to the darkness, but we’re fun to look at and make light of once in a while.

Righteousness has ceased being our banner, obedience has stopped being our goal, and as such we have become the devil’s footstool and a punchline for perverts and pederasts. The lunacy of our self-destructiveness will be a tale told for as long as the world turns, because no generation has wasted more potential, and been altogether more ineffective as pertains to the kingdom of God than this present generation.

We have ways and means to reach the world in a heartbeat, we have ways and means of getting the message of the cross to billions of souls, and instead we elevate men who can barely string two words together because one of those words happens to be prosperity.

Instead of charging the gates of hell, we’re peaking over the wall hoping to see something memorable, enamored with the idea that someone from the other side may throw us a glance.

We’re climbing all over ourselves to call any has been musician or never was actor an honorary Christian simply for speaking the name Jesus in passing, as though their mention of Him validates Him in any way.

What wonderful news: the lead singer of the Idiot Savants said Jesus was a cool cat! Now I can die happy.

We’ve bought into the cultural relevance lie, and though it has proven itself ineffectual time and again we’re still trying to find people to validate the King of Kings, thereby hoping that some will be drawn to Him and begin to worship Him.

It’s not the power and the gifts of the Holy Spirit the church needs, it’s someone with enough star power, someone truly famous to give Jesus the thumbs up. Once that happens, boy, look out, you’ll have them stampeding the altars, and fighting over who gets dunked first in the baptismal.

If it were not so tragic it would be comical to an extent.

We have betrayed our principles, abandoned our dignity, and sold out our Savior all for the hope that some ignoramus on some reality show will give Jesus the nod, even though he doesn’t subscribe to all that morality stuff, but just thinks it would have been cool to have a beer with Him.

The ‘sin no more part’ has been conveniently left out of ‘go and sin no more’ because it might offend the sensibilities of some hedonist or another, and we don’t want to exclude anyone from our big tent approach to God.

All that stuff about the way being narrow and those who find it being few must have been a mistranslation, and so we’re filling heaven to the rafters with men and women whose garments are soiled and muddied, waiting for the wedding feast, not bothering to acknowledge the reality that once the King arrives and finds them without the proper wedding attire they will be bound and cast into the darkness where there is but weeping and gnashing of teeth.

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

The Lord Will Judge the Lukewarm Church in America

Dreams from the LORD 2011-2015
27 May 2015

Last night I had a disturbing dream.  In the dream, I was working for this guy that I know in Idaho.  (I have stayed with he and his family many times over the years in my hitchhiking travels.  He is a lukewarm Christian.)  I was working with him and his hired man in what looked like an amphitheater.  We were working on the top row of seats and the hired man had his hand outstretched holding onto this wooden panel.  As he was leaning on the wooden panel, the lukewarm Christian pulled a lever and the panel dropped down.  The hired man lost his balance and fell seventy feet to the concrete storm drain below.  I quickly ran to where the hired man fell over the back of the amphitheater and looked down.  I could see the hired man’s body crumpled lifeless on the storm drain.  It looked like the man was dead:  he had massive head and neck injuries and there was blood all over his upper torso.  I yelled for help and eventually an emergency medical team came and extracted the body from the amphitheater.  I later learned that the hired man did not die, but was severely injured.

In this dream, the lukewarm Christian represents the lukewarm church in the United States.  The hired man, of course, is an hireling (John 10: 11-13*) and he works for the lukewarm church.  Before the hired man fell and was injured, he was leaning on a wooden panel (wood, hay and stubble—I Corinthians 3: 12-13**—lukewarm Christianity—it will be exposed and consumed by the Holy Ghost Fire).  True Christianity is built on the foundation of gold, silver and precious stones: you have to dig deep for gold, silver and precious stones; wood, hay and stubble are easily obtainable (at ground level, superficial) and ultimately worthless.

The hired man was working in an amphitheater.  The amphitheater represents worldly entertainment; many churches in the United States are into worldly entertainment.  The amphitheater also reminds me of ancient Greek and Roman amphitheaters:  Greek philosophy and Roman engineering are not the same thing as Jesus and Him Crucified or the Gospel preached in the power of the Holy Ghost.

The hired man did not die, but was severely injured.  I believe this means that the Lord will definitely judge the lukewarm church in America—there will be much damage to the church, but it will survive.  Hopefully, after experiencing God’s wrath, the hired man and other lukewarm Christians will turn back to the Lord and not to man-made religion (Greco-Roman, so to speak).  In God’s wrath, there is both punishment and redemption.

*John 10: 11-13:  “I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep.  But he that is an hireling, and not the shepherd, whose own the sheep are not, seeth the wolf coming, and leaveth the sheep, and fleeth: and the wolf catcheth them, and scattereth the sheep.  The hireling fleeth, because he is an hireling, and careth not for the sheep.”

**I Corinthians 3: 12-13:  “Now if any man build upon this foundation gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, stubble;  Every man’s work shall be made manifest: for the day shall declare it, because it shall be revealed by fire; and the fire shall try every man’s work of what sort it is.”

A Parable About Lukewarm, American Christianity
Overcome With Great Sorrow
America’s Only Hope
Please Do Not Get That Tattoo!
The Prophetic Voice
To Tattoo or Not to Tattoo
Mene Mene Tekel Upharsin
How the Lord Will Protect the Righteous When America is Attacked
A Christian Cult


Sunday, May 17, 2015

Nevada man, anti-abortion group sue town of Jackson

Jackson, Wyoming
This is from the Jackson Hole Daily, May 15, 2015:

CHEYENNE (AP) --- A Nevada reverend and an anti-abortion group have filed a civil rights lawsuit against the town of Jackson [Wyoming], claiming his civil rights were violated when police arrested him during a 2011 protest on the Town Square.

The Rev. Chester E. Gallagher, of Las Vegas, and Operation Save America filed the suit Wednesday in U.S. District Court in Cheyenne.  They name the town and former police Lt. Robert Gilliam as defendants.

Jackson police arrested Gallagher after town officials secured a state court order barring him and other protesters from appearing on the square.

Their 2011 abortion protest was the same weekend as ElkFest, the annual event that features a Boy Scout auction of elk antlers.

The town and other entities last year paid $225, 000 to settle an earlier federal lawsuit filed by Mark Holick, a pastor with Spirit One Christian Ministries in Wichita, Kansas, who also was arrested at the 2011 protest.

Lawyer Jack Edwards is representing Gallagher and Operation Save America after representing Holick.

Edwards said Thursday that he sees important constitutional principles at stake.  When people expose views that others may find offensive, "that's the time when law enforcement has to go out there and protect these people, and protect their rights to voice their opinions in the marketplace," he said.

The anti-abortion protesters who came to Jackson in 2011 had stationed themselves around town and displayed pictures, including some showing aborted fetuses.  The protesters had targeted Jackson because a local physician was the only one in the state who had been open about his willingness to perform abortions as part of his medical practice.

The Wyoming Supreme Court ruled in 2012 that the lower court order banning anti-abortion protesters from the Town Square violated protesters' rights.  The protesters weren't alerted in advance that the town had requested the court order.

"I really have a hard time seeing how they can defend against the unconstitutional actions of the Jackson Police Department in May of 2011," Edwards said.

A receptionist for Audrey Cohen-Davis said she was not aware of any change in town policies as a result of Holick's federal lawsuit.  She said anti-abortion protesters got a permit to be on the square the year after their initial visit.

Cohen-Davis said last year the town's action to settle Holick's lawsuit was the result of a business decision by its insurance carrier.

[Ben Neary, Associated Press]

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Tuesday, May 12, 2015

The Armenian Genocide and My Grandmother's Secret

Children victims of the Armenian Genocide (April 21, 2015 by David Kupelian)

This is from the blog Reclaim Our Republic:

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‘A distant signal was given – it sounded something like a trumpet …’

“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.” – Ephesians 6:12
Decades ago when I was very young, my grandmother, Mary Kupelian, told me a haunting story I’ve wondered about ever since.
As I sat in the kitchen of her cozy little home in Bethesda, Maryland, eating her delicious homemade bread and talking about a frequent topic – the Armenian Genocide, which she and my dad (as a little boy) had barely survived – she shared with me the following enigma.
“The Turkish people are very hospitable people,” she said with surprising warmth, seeing as they had murdered her husband and dozens of other members of her extended family, just a few of the 1.5 million Christian Armenians killed by the Turks during the first genocide of the 20th century. Grandmom knew the Turkish people well, not just from having grown up in southern Turkey, but from having returned several times to the “old country” later in life, during more quiescent times.
However, continuing her story, she intimated to me that the Muslim Turks lived under the spell of strange forces.
“They were very hospitable and would invite you in,” she said. “But, if a distant signal was given – it sounded something like a trumpet – then they would instantly change, and would attempt to harm you. Yet if the signal sounded again, they would immediately switch back to normal.”
“Even,” she added by way of illustration, “if they had injured you after the first signal, as soon as the second signal sounded, they would bind up the very wounds they had inflicted on you.”
As I said – a very, very strange tale, with overtones of “The Manchurian Candidate” and its post-hypnotic suggestions (remember the Queen of Diamonds?) triggering murderous, pre-programmed behavior.
An Armenian woman forced to march in the desert carrying her child

That story, so pregnant with hidden significance, has remained gestating in my mind for all these decades since my grandmother matter-of-factly shared it with me over her kitchen table. It has piqued my interest especially in recent years, as I have endeavored in my writing to sort out and make some sense of a world so powerfully controlled by dark forces.
Since today, April 24, 2015, officially marks the 100th anniversary of the Armenian Genocide, let’s delve into my grandmother’s mystery story and see where it leads.
First, it’s necessary that I briefly summarize my family’s personal experience during this terrible period.
It was 100 years ago, and my dad, just a toddler then, along with his mother and baby sister were among thousands of Armenian Christians being herded into the Syrian Der Zor desert east of Aleppo to die. That’s right, to die. Forced into such a miserable and dangerous trek, the plan was that exposure, hunger, thirst, bandits or marauding soldiers would get the job done, one way or the other. As for my father’s father, a physician, he had already been forced into the Turkish army against his will to head a medical regiment to tend to the Turkish soldiers’ injuries.
“One of my earliest recollections, I was not quite three years old at the time,” my dad told me shortly before he died in 1988, was that “the wagon we were in had tipped over, my hand was broken and bloody, and mother was looking for my infant sister who had rolled away. The next thing I remember after that, mother was on a horse, holding my baby sister, and had me sitting behind her, saying, ‘Hold on tight, or the Turks will get you!’”
The three of them rode off on horseback, ending up in Aleppo, one of the gateways to the desert deportation and certain death. Once there, my always-resourceful grandmother Mary bluffed her way into getting an audience with Aleppo’s governor-general. Seeing as her Armenian doctor husband was in the service of the Turkish army – albeit by force – she played her one and only card, brazenly telling the governor general, “I demand my rights as the wife of a Turkish army officer!”
“What are those rights?”
“I want commissary privileges and two orderlies,” she answered.
By thus boldly deceiving the not-too-bright Turkish politician, Mary avoided the unthinkable, saving not only her own life and those of her son and daughter, but also the lives of her husband’s two brothers, whom she immediately deputized as orderlies. The group then succeeded in sneaking several other family members out of harm’s way, and my grandmother kept them all from starving by obtaining food from the commissary. Thus was my family spared, although my father’s infant sister was unable to survive the harshness of those times and died shortly thereafter. And my grandfather, Simeon Kupelian, was executed along with other Armenian doctors by a squadron of Turkish gunmen.
On finally returning to their beautiful home in Marash in southern Turkey a couple of years later, Mary and son Vahey, who was then about six, found it had been ransacked. Their fine tapestries had been pulled off the walls, ripped, and urinated on. Everything that could be carried out had been stolen, and everything else had been deliberately broken – even every last pane of glass in the French doors was broken, and the drawer handles all destroyed.
Eventually, they escaped – and made their way to America.
Ottoman Armenians are marched to a prison in Kharpert, Armenia, by armed Turkish soldiers in April 1915.  Up to 1.5 million Armenians were killed in what is now recognized as the 20th century's first genocide.

That was my father’s side of the family. But on my mother’s side, things were just as bad.
In 1909, my great-grandfather, a Protestant minister named Steelianos Leondiades, was traveling to the major Turkish city of Adana to attend a pastors’ conference. Today, Incirlik Air Base, used by the U.S. Air Force, is five miles east of Adana. But then, under the Ottoman caliph, Abdul-Hamid II, ethnic cleansing was the order of the day. Here’s how my maternal grandmother, Anna Paulson, daughter of Steelianos, told the story:
“Some of the Turkish officers came to the conference room and told all these ministers – there were 70 of them, ministers and laymen and a few wives: ‘If you embrace the Islamic religion you will all be saved. If you don’t, you will all be killed.’”
My great-grandfather, acting as a spokesman for the ministers’ group, asked the Turks for 15 minutes so they could make their decision, according to my grandmother’s account. During that time the ministers and their companions talked, read the Bible to each other, and prayed. In the end, none of them would renounce their Christian faith and convert to Islam.
“And then,” Anna recalled, “they were all killed.
“They were not even buried. They were all thrown down the ravine.”
It’s the question many ask when contemplating the Armenian Genocide on this, its official 100th anniversary. Could the Islamic world, now 1.5 billion strong, again turn on its Christian neighbors in a massive way as it did so horrifically in Turkey during World War I?
The only reason we know any details of this particular massacre, she said, is that one victim survived the ordeal.
“One man woke up; he wasn’t dead,” my grandmother said. “He woke up and got up and said, ‘Brethren, brethren, is there anybody alive here? I’m alive, come on, let’s go out together.’ ”
Ultimately, by the grace of God, both sides of my family made it to the Promised Land – America – and eventually my father met and married my mother, and that’s how my brother, sister and I were blessed to come on the scene.
Now, back to my grandmother Mary’s strange story …
A street in the Armenian quarter of Adana left pillaged and destroyed after massacres in 1909

Marauding hordes of ‘Manchurian candidates’
Any thoughtful person, even without any particular knowledge of mind control, hypnosis or brainwashing, could offer a reasonable hypothesis as to what is being described by my grandmother: The actors are clearly people who have somehow been deeply programmed, and the “trumpet-like” signal is a trigger, a post-hypnotic suggestion initiating the pre-programmed behavior.
Interestingly, I mentioned this story to a colleague of mine who lived in a country that once was part of the Ottoman Turkish Empire. His response to my grandmother’s scenario – where on signal, Turks turned on innocent people to kill them, but stopped midstream at the second signal and even resumed their hospitality to the point of patching up any injuries they had caused – was to recall his own time living among a culturally Muslim population whose ancestors had lived for five centuries under Turkish rule.
“The people were extremely hospitable,” he recalled, “but after living in the country for some time, I learned there was another dimension to how they generally perceived foreigners. I had the feeling that some of the most outwardly welcoming people could stab me in the back.”
Encouraged that I might be on to something, I reached out to noted Islam scholar Andrew Bostom for help.
After doing a little research, Andrew called me back and said, enthusiastically, “Your grandmother is right!” The mysterious “trumpet-like signal” was a bugle, he informed me, leading me to a series of books and other contemporaneous genocide reports with additional details. A quick sampling:
There was this New York Times story from Sept. 25, 1915, quoting Dr. M. Simbad Gabriel, head of a U.S.-based Armenian organization:
The doctor said that greed, religion, and politics all combined to induce the Turks to massacre the Armenians. The Government was always behind every massacre, and the people were acting under orders.
“When the bugle blows in the morning,” he said, “Turks rush fiercely to the work of killing the Christians and plundering them of their wealth. When it stops in the evening, or in two or three days, the shooting and stabbing stop just as suddenly then as it began. The people obey their orders like soldiers.”
And there was Simon Payaslian, chair of Armenian Genocide Studies at Clark University:
At Friday prayers in the mosque, Muslims were encouraged to attack Armenians. After prayers let out, a bugle would sound from the minarets for the attack to begin, and then a bugle would sound for the attack to end.
And then there was, contained in Bostom’s own book, “The Legacy of Jihad,” this chilling account by Scottish historian Lord Kinross:
Each operation, between the bugle calls, followed a similar pattern. First the Turkish troops came into a town for the purpose of massacre; then came the Kurdish irregulars and tribesmen for the purpose of plunder. Finally came the holocaust, by fire and destruction, which spread, with the pursuit of the fugitives and mopping-up operations, throughout the lands and villages of the surrounding province. …
Cruelest and most ruinous of all were the massacres of Urfa, where the Armenian Christians numbered a third of the total population … When the bugle blast ended the day’s operations, some three thousand refugees poured into the cathedral, hoping for sanctuary. But the next morning – a Sunday – a fanatic mob swarmed into the church in an orgy of slaughter, rifling its shrines with cries of “Call upon Christ to prove Himself a greater prophet than Mohammed.” Then they amassed a large pile of straw matting, which they spread over the litter of corpses and set alight with thirty cans of petroleum. The woodwork of the gallery where a crowd of women and children crouched, wailing with terror, caught fire, and all perished in the flames.
Punctiliously at three-thirty in the afternoon the bugle blew once more, and the Moslem officials proceeded around the Armenian quarter to proclaim that the massacres were over … the total casualties in the town, including those slaughtered in the cathedral, amounted to eight thousand dead.
Superficially, one might conclude such narratives are depicting normal, albeit horribly brutal, military operations where soldiers are coordinated in their advances and retreats by bugle calls. But there’s much more going on here.
“I’ve read accounts,” Andrew Bostom assured me, “of a call to arms where Muslims would show up at residences – people who lived with neighbors for a decade or more – and engaged in indiscriminate slaughter.”
Really? Living and sharing with your neighbors for years, borrowing humus and olive oil when you ran short – and then suddenly turning on them in a frenzy of “indiscriminate slaughter”? Doesn’t sound exactly normal to me.
A Turkish official teases starving Armenian children by showing them a piece of bread during the Armenian Genocide

Let’s freeze-frame this whole bugle-massacre business for a minute, and shift our focus to another bizarre but disturbingly common phenomenon in today’s Arab-Muslim world: so-called “honor killings.”
A teenage girl – whose father, mother and brothers one would assume share a natural love, affection and protectiveness toward her – is observed walking down the street with a male non-relative, perhaps even holding hands with him.
In response, the girl is stabbed to death by her brother(s), or her mother or father, or all of them together – stabbed not just once, but often dozens of times in an orgy of slaughter, like the most deranged psychopath might commit. This fate is meted out to girls and young women for anything vaguely considered to have brought “shame” or “dishonor” upon a family. The poor girl’s offense could be that she refused to enter into an arranged marriage, or was in a relationship that wasn’t approved of by the family, or had dressed in a way deemed inappropriate. Even flirting, even failing to serve a meal on time, even being a rape victim, all have been the occasions of “honor killings.”
“Amnesty International has reported on one case in which a husband murdered his wife based on a dream that she had betrayed him,” reports National Geographic. “In Turkey, a young woman’s throat was slit in the town square because a love ballad had been dedicated to her over the radio.”
Such monstrous, bizarre and outrageously unjustified and unprovoked murders of innocent girls by their own family members occur at least 5,000 times annually according to the U.N., but that number is considered low due to underreporting. BBC reports that some victim-advocate organizations “suspect that more than 20,000 women are killed worldwide each year” via “honor killings.”
Now, what do the bugle-signaled mass slaughters of the Armenian Genocide and today’s Islamic “honor killings” – and, for that matter, the crucifixions and beheadings and burying-alive of Christian believers by ISIS zombies – have in common?
All demonstrate an extreme level of pre-programmed, murderous conditioning, to be called forth by a post-hypnotic suggestion – a bugle sound, a sister crossing some pre-set behavioral line, an encounter with a Christian holding fast to his or her faith.
How could such “Manchurian Candidate”-like conditioning possibly be accomplished, you might ask? Did somebody send teams of Russian scientists schooled in Pavlovian conditioning over to the Middle East to hypnotize millions of people in giant laboratories?
Of course not. But Pavlov did not invent “Pavlovian conditioning.” He just recognized the pre-existing principle and codified it into a psychological-physiological theory. Cruel, predatory, psychopathic (conscienceless) people have always seemed to understand how to program and control others in this way.
For example, African warlords have been notorious for recruiting and creating (i.e., programming) child soldiers, often turning kidnapped children into the most brutal and unhesitating killers of all. One common conversion technique: Force a child to kill a family member or friend. (“Shoot your friend in the head, or I’ll cut off your hand right now.”) If the child shoots his friend, he’s converted – usually for life, since the searing guilt of what he has done prevents him from ever going back to any other life.
We are now observing ISIS using virtually the same techniques to recruit and condition young children to become murderous jihadists.
A similar technique is common in gang initiations all over America. To join, you must commit a crime (slash a stranger in the face with a knife, even commit murder) before you can become a member – which assures, both legally and psychologically, that there’s almost no way out for you.
It’s doubtful many gang leaders, African warlords or ISIS recruiters have taken a course about hypnosis, brainwashing or “Pavlovian conditioning,” yet the dark knowledge of controlling and programming others is something human predators always figure out and exploit.
What about the recent ISIS conversions from the West – all those young men and women from the U.S. and Europe, persuaded by cool ISIS recruitment websites to leave the freest nations on earth and head to war-torn Syria to become cannon fodder or sex slaves? Such recruiting is not difficult to accomplish.
ISIS is the biggest, “baddest” gang in the world, and gangs appeal strongly to extremely angry, rebellious, and often fatherless, children. Enraged young people who have been abandoned, betrayed or exploited (or who believe they have been), full of fury and desire for vengeance, who have lost everything and feel they have nothing more to lose – such as these are easy prey for recruitment pitches promising fulfillment, identity, “family,” adventure, glory and revenge.
In the case of ISIS, in addition to all the standard benefits of gang membership, recruits are also assured they are the chosen of God, superior to all other people in the world (except fellow Muslim brothers and sisters) and are going to help establish a glorious Islamic paradise here on earth – plus they get to slaughter all the vile infidels who get in their way. (And the males are promised lots of hot women, both now and in the next life.)
You see, whether it’s ISIS, al-Qaida, Boko Haram, the Al Nusra Front or other modern-day jihadists, or their Turkish predecessors in the Ottoman Caliphate a century ago; whether, for that matter, it’s the Christian-hating automatons of North Korea or in other communist nations throughout the world – when it comes to those who persecute Christians, we are looking at people firmly in the grip of exceedingly dark forces. And since darkness cannot stand the light – it burns – they feel compelled to attempt to put it out. Yet they cannot. For although the persecutors enslave, they are the true slaves; though they imprison, they are the real prisoners; though they kill, they are the ones spiritually dying.
Armenian Genocide

An Armenian woman kneels beside a dead child in a field outside Aleppo
So now the whole world is commemorating the 100th anniversary of the Turkish genocide of the Armenians.
Well, except for Turkey. After a century of denial, Turkey has never even acknowledged that this monstrous genocide of a million-and-a-half Christians ever occurred.
Unfortunately, there’s a grave danger in failing to come clean – and that is, the great crime is likely to be repeated.
    "Who, after all, speaks today of the annihilation of the Armenians?" --Adolf Hitler

Consider what Adolf Hitler wrote in this Aug. 22, 1939, document, which was entered into evidence in the Nuremberg Trials. After you read his absolutely horrendous plans, pay special attention to the last sentence, in which Hitler reveals why he’s so sure he can get away with committing genocide while pulling off what he calls the “redistribution of the world”:
My decision to attack Poland was arrived at last spring. Originally, I feared that the political constellation would compel me to strike simultaneously at England, Russia, France, and Poland. Even this risk would have had to be taken.
Ever since the autumn of 1938, and because I realized that Japan would not join us unconditionally and that Mussolini is threatened by that nit-wit of a king and the treasonable scoundrel of a crown prince, I decided to go with Stalin.
In the last analysis, there are only three great statesmen in the world, Stalin, I, and Mussolini. Mussolini is the weakest, for he has been unable to break the power of either the crown or the church. Stalin and I are the only ones who envisage the future and nothing but the future. Accordingly, I shall in a few weeks stretch out my hand to Stalin at the common German-Russian frontier and undertake the redistribution of the world with him.
Our strength consists in our speed and in our brutality. Genghis Khan led millions of women and children to slaughter – with premeditation and a happy heart. History sees in him solely the founder of a state. It’s a matter of indifference to me what a weak western European civilization will say about me.
I have issued the command – and I’ll have anybody who utters but one word of criticism executed by a firing squad – that our war aim does not consist in reaching certain lines, but in the physical destruction of the enemy. Accordingly, I have placed my death-head formations in readiness – for the present only in the East – with orders to them to send to death mercilessly and without compassion, men, women, and children of Polish derivation and language. Only thus shall we gain the living space (Lebensraum) which we need. Who, after all, speaks today of the annihilation of the Armenians?
That was 1939. Just a few years earlier, in the early ’30s, much of the world regarded Hitler and his gathering movement as a joke. Some journalists “burst out laughing at his shrill voice and jerky hand movements and refused to take him seriously,” writes Andrew Nagorski in his 2012 book, “Hitlerland: American Eyewitnesses to the Nazi Rise to Power.”
Today we have ISIS, which Barack Obama infamously sized up as the “jayvee team” a few months before it blitzkrieged its way across large parts of the Middle East. ISIS is, in fact, now frequently compared to the Hitler machine of the early 1930s, maniacal and growing, but not yet a massive world power with fearsome weapons.
And just to bring things full circle, consider the primary role model for ISIS. No, it’s not Hitler, even though ISIS and Hitler share an infinite hatred for Jews. Rather, ISIS is emulating the world’s previous Sunni Islamic caliphate – namely, the Turkish Ottoman Empire, whose martyrdom of 1.5 million Armenian Christians is being remembered today.
Armenian looking at the human remains at Der el-Zor, 1916.  Photo:  Armenian Genocide Museum-Institute

‘We had forgotten theology and the Bible’
Just as there are little-understood mysteries of evil, such as that crystallized in my grandmother’s story, so are there other mysteries – from God – secretly at work in people who are in His grip.
Richard Wurmbrand, the heroic Romanian evangelical pastor, spent 14-and-a-half years in a Romanian prison suffering starvation and torture for the crime of boldly preaching the Gospel of Christ in what was then a brutally repressive communist nation. When, two years after his final release from captivity, Wurmbrand testified in May 1966 before the U.S. Senate’s Internal Security Subcommittee, he stripped to the waist to reveal 18 deep wounds covering his torso, the result of years of unspeakable abuse.
And yet, as Wurmbrand proclaims in his classic book, “Tortured for Christ,” he and his fellow Christian prisoners well understood that the communists, especially those who imprisoned and tortured them, “knew not what they did.” He recognized deeply that his persecutors were all programmed “Manchurian candidates” – brainwashed slaves of “principalities and powers,” of “rulers of the darkness of this world” and “spiritual wickedness in high places.”
Until he died at age 91 in 2001, Wurmbrand’s message, one faithfully carried forward by the international ministry he founded, Voice of the Martyrs, has always been: “Hate the evil systems, but love your persecutors. Love their souls, and try to win them for Christ.”
With striking compassion for his jailers, in “Tortured for Christ” Wurmbrand writes:
The enormous amount of drunkenness in Communist countries exposes the longing for a more meaningful life, which communism cannot give. The average Russian is a deep, big-hearted, generous person. Communism is shallow and superficial. He seeks the deep life and, finding it nowhere else, he seeks it in alcohol. He expresses in alcoholism his horror about the brutal and deceitful life he must live. For a few moments alcohol sets him free, as truth would set him free forever if he could know it.
So genuine was Wurmbrand’s concern for the souls of his tormentors that, over the years, quite a few of them were converted to the Christian faith, ending up in prison with him – and glad for it!
Contemplate, if you can, Wurmbrand’s last act before leaving Romania after years of living 30 feet underground in a communist prison – no sunshine, no fresh air, always hungry, treated brutally and sadistically day after day, year after year.
“In December 1965,” writes Wurmbrand, “my family and I were allowed to leave Romania”:
My last deed before leaving was to go to the grave of the colonel who had given the order for my arrest and who had ordered my years of torture. I placed a flower on his grave. By doing this I dedicated myself to bringing the joys of Christ that I have to the communists who are so empty spiritually.
I hate the communist system but I love the men. I hate the sin but I love the sinner. I love the communists with all of my heart. Communists can kill Christians but they cannot kill their love toward even those who killed them. I have not the slightest bitterness or resentment against the communists or my torturers.
How is such an attitude possible? Says Wurmbrand:
I have seen Christians in communist prisons with fifty pounds of chains on their feet, tortured with red-hot iron pokers, in whose throats spoonfuls of salt had been forced, being kept afterward without water, starving, whipped, suffering from cold – and praying with fervor for the communists. This is humanly inexplicable! It is the love of Christ, which was poured out in our hearts.
Finally, in words reminiscent of some of the early Christian martyrs of the First Century, Richard Wurmbrand shares with the reader the presence of God he experienced in his filthy prison cell:
God is “the Truth.” The Bible is the “truth about the Truth.” Theology is the “truth about the truth about the Truth.” Christian people live in these many truths about the Truth, and, because of them, have not “the Truth.” Hungry, beaten, and drugged, we had forgotten theology and the Bible. We had forgotten the “truths about the Truth,” therefore we lived in “the Truth.” It is written, “The Son of man is coming at an hour when you do not expect Him” (Matthew 24:44). We could not think anymore. In our darkest hours of torture, the Son of Man came to us, making the prison walls shine like diamonds and filling the cells with light. Somewhere, far away, were the torturers below us in the sphere of the body. But the spirit rejoiced in the Lord. We would not have given up this joy for that of kingly palaces.
The preceding is reprinted from the April issue of WND’s acclaimed monthly Whistleblower magazine, titled “PERSECUTION RISING: The growing abuse, imprisonment, torture and murder of Christians worldwide.”

Armenian survivor, 101, blasts US ‘genocide shame

April 24, 2015
Los Angeles (AFP) – A 101-year-old survivor of the massacre of 1.5 million Armenians a century ago has blasted the US refusal to label the killings as genocide, calling the decision a “shame” for America.
Yevnige Salibian, who lives in a care home in California, said she thought President Barack Obama’s decision not to use the word was due to Washington’s political and diplomatic interests in Turkey.
“Why? For political reasons! They have bases in Turkey, army bases. For their political gain, they don’t want to recognize it. And it’s shame, shame for America,” she said.
During his 2008 campaign for the White House, then senator Obama had pledged to “recognize the Armenian genocide.”
But the White House this week avoided referring to the mass World War I killings of Armenians as genocide, as a diplomatic row raged ahead of the tragedy’s 100th anniversary on Friday.
Salibian made her comments as she recalled being a young girl when Turkish police knocked on her family’s door, telling her family to leave.
“I was crying ‘I want my dolls, I want my dolls.’ I was seven years old when we went. And we were traveling in a cart with two horses,” she told AFP.
“It was during the evening time I think, the horses got mad, they jumped up and down, up and down, and the driver could not go ahead, and our cart fell,” she added.
Last month, US lawmakers introduced a resolution urging Obama to recognize mass killings of Armenians as genocide.
Armenia says an estimated 1.5 million people were killed by Ottoman forces in 1915, and has labeled the massacre a genocide.
Modern Turkey has always rejected the term, putting the toll at 500,000 and blaming their deaths on war and starvation.

Obama Issues Hilarious Statement on Armenian Genocide
April 24, 2015 by Keith Koffler
President Obama issued a statement on the Armenian genocide that amounts to a contortionist act at the circus, implying the word “genocide” while twisting himself into knots to avoid using the actual term.
Today is the 100th anniversary of the Armenian genocide, committed by the Turks. Obama promised during his 2008 campaign to finally use the dreaded word to describe what happened. But, frightened of the reaction by the Turks, he is breaking his promise.
The statement he issued instead must be the warm up by his joke writers, who are piecing together his remarks for Saturday’s White House Correspondents’ dinner. Because this has to be a joke.
Obama lays it on thick, as if a surplus of emotion can atone for the deficit of moral fortitude. The statement is nearly 800 words, among them tear jerkers like “horrific,” “horrors” “solemn” “painful” “solemn” (again) “painful” (again) “terrible” and “dark.”
He tries as hard as possible to get within inches of using the word “genocide” without actually deploying it. He calls it “a mass atrocity,” which is close, and suggests – hint, hint – that he really thinks it is a genocide by declaring, “I have consistently stated my own view of what occurred in 1915, and my view has not changed.” His own view of it as a “genocide” having been expressed from the safer grounds of the Senate.
How very lawyerly of him.
He uses the Armenian term for the massacre, Meds Yeghern, as if to say – hint, hint – that he agrees with them about what went down.
Without any apparent irony, he notes, “As the horrors of 1915 unfolded, U.S. Ambassador Henry Morgenthau, Sr. sounded the alarm inside the U.S. government and confronted Ottoman leaders.”
As I noted Thursday, the Turks will complain, but the Turks will get over it. A genocide is not something that can become an element of realpolitik. Obama should be ashamed of himself. I’ll bet he is.

Why the World Ignores the Islamist Armenian Genocide

24 April 15 by Ben Shapiro
Friday marked the 100th anniversary of the Armenian Genocide, and President Obama, despite his prior promises to recognize the Armenian Genocide, failed to do so for the seventh straight year.
The same week, the Turkish government announced that Obama would join the Turkish government, led by Islamist President Recep Tayyip Erdogan, in opening the Turkish-American Culture and Civilization Center in Maryland. Mevlut Cavusoglu, visiting Washington in advance of the commemoration of the Genocide, said, “During a phone call, President Erdogan asked President Obama to accompany him in opening the center together and President Obama accepted his offer in principle.” Cavusoglu then talked about the dangers of Islamophobia.
This is a remarkable slap in the face to Armenians, marking the centennial of the Genocide by radical Muslims against Christians. That is the untold story of the Genocide, a story conveniently ignored by the media and forgotten by world governments similarly ignoring atrocities by Muslims against Christians the world over.
To understand the Armenian Genocide, one must first understand the history of Turkey, which for centuries was a Christian country; its capital, now named Istanbul by Muslims, was originally named Constantinople after Emperor Constantine and was the most powerful Christian city in on the planet for several centuries. In 1453, the city was conquered by Muslims and became Istanbul and the capital of the Ottoman Empire. Armenia remained Christian, however. As the Ottoman Empire crumbled, despite the fact that other territories gained their independence, Armenia did not.
In 1876, Sultan Abdul Hamid II took over dictatorship of the Empire. By 1878, he had signed away Romania, Serbia, and Montenegro; the Balkans were essentially freed of the Ottomans; he lost Egypt and Sudan to the British. By the 1890s, Armenians began demanding reforms. In response, the Sultan gave free reign to Kurdish groups to begin targeting Armenians, and when Armenians responded, the Sultan unleashed the Muslim military against the Armenians. Some 300,000 Armenians were killed.
In 1908, under pressure from reformers known as the Young Turks, the Sultan gave up power. But the movement for liberalism lasted only a few years before three Islamist leaders of the Young Turks seized power for themselves, then joined World War I on the side of the Germans. The Three Pashas, as they became known, decided to reconstitute the Empire, freeing it of Christian influence. In precursors to the Genocide, as the Young Turks took power, Islamists began massacring Christian Armenians. At the time, The New York Times reported that the Turks had endorsed a “policy of extermination directed against the Christians of Asia Minor.”
Once World War I broke out, the government began openly targeting Armenian Christians under the pretense that they would side with the Russian Christians to the north. As the Times states:
The Young Turks, who called themselves the Committee of Unity and Progress, launched a set of measures against the Armenians, including a law authorizing the military and government to deport anyone they “sensed” was a security threat. A later law allowed the confiscation of abandoned Armenian property. Armenians were ordered to turn in any weapons that they owned to the authorities. Those in the army were disarmed and transferred into labor battalions where they were either killed or worked to death.
Those policies of disarmament then led to wholescale slaughter, as Turkish troops drove Armenians into the desert to starve – over one million of them, by reports. Children were thrown into rivers to drown; in Trabzond, the US consul, Ascar Heizer, reported:
Nearly 3,000 children were installed in empty houses, of which there were many…This plan did not suit Nail Bey, and in about ten days he advertised that any Mahommedan, who wanted to take girls or boys, could apply to these homes and a great many children were taken. He himself chose ten of the best-looking girls and kept them in a house for his own pleasure, and the amusement of his friends. Many of the children were loaded into boats and taken out to sea and thrown overboard. I myself saw where 16 were washed ashore.
Villages were burned with residents still inside.
Just before the advent of the invasion of Poland, Hitler told his troops, “Go, kill without mercy… who, after all, speaks today of the annihilation of the Armenians?”
And who, today, speaks of the genocidal attempts of radical Muslims in the Middle East? A world that has deliberately ignored the genocide by radical Muslims against Armenian Christians for a full century continues to ignore attempted mass murder by radical Muslims against Christians in Syria, Iraq, Libya, Egypt, Iran, Lebanon, and Nigeria, among other countries. The Armenian Genocide has been forgotten because genocide against Christians must be ignored; to ignore history is to repeat it. And thus we repeat, and Christians in the Middle East die.
Ben Shapiro is Senior Editor-At-Large of Breitbart News and author of the new book, The People vs. Barack Obama: The Criminal Case Against The Obama Administration (Threshold Editions, June 10, 2014). He is also Editor-in-Chief of Follow Ben Shapiro on Twitter @benshapiro.

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