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The movie and media productions have been one of the greatest propaganda instruments in the history of the world. Children and adults alike today believe if they see it on TV, it must be true, especially when acted out in theatrical fashion in such realistic presentation that it leaves little doubt in their minds not only could it happen so, it might have happened so, maybe it did happen so, yes it happened just like that person saw on TV. Theories that were mere speculation and hypothesis yesterday, are accepted as fact today with out any validation or subsequent scientific evidence based merely on the fact that millions have seen something on TV and now accept it as truth, Darwinian Evolution being a perfect example. Which by the way has been proven scientifically to be untrue yet is still being taught to our children as fact.

What is amazing is the subtle messages of the enemy one can pick up in the most popular movies these days.

Biblical names and figure being tossed out and around like they are nothing more then mythological characters of no more significance then the pagan god’s of old. And to make matters worse characters of less then honorable Biblical reference are often given the most lofty or honored characterization, such as the prince of persia being correlated to a hero, a savior. Vice versa the more honored characters of the Bible the opposite treatment; the Angel Michael, Noah, being portrayed as overweight buffoon’s.

The devil or at least the powers of darkness, while at least Hollywood thus far very rarely lets them win, it does usually portray them as large, muscular, extremely beautiful, or looking like the classic representation of the devil; red eyes, sharp aggressive features, horns, hoofed feet, red eyes, fire, smoke, all the power he could want or need, charismatic, literally unbeatable, not to mention very real, with the overwhelming advantage.

God, on the other hand, as nothing more then some random lofty idea that is generally only something to be respected, soft spoken, confusing, interested only in His own ideas and agenda’s, yet unapproachable, unavailable, and most certainly not someone you can count on in a tight spot. Most certainly no mention of Jesus in any way, shape or form. Any solution to the pickle the whole world seems to have found itself in, is in the the hand of one or two indestructible stars that manage to either save the day by some genius discovery of the chink in the armor of the destructive force, or manages to survive by the skin of his teeth and save the entire world with seconds left on the clock. Not by anything solution or salvation God might present, but by man’s own hand. A couple people survive happy ever after, lets not talk about the tens of thousands dead.

Movie upon movie of every scenario that might take place soon; “Armageddon” God’s so called judgement is thwarted by a couple of normal oil drilling guys that save the world from a planet killing meteor with a nuclear bomb at the last second. “2012” the end of the world is predicted and avoided by a construction of a modern ark, everyones safe and happy. “War of the Worlds” being compared to the apocalypse or end of time, man wins! “I Am Legend” the last man alive works to find a cure to the plague that has killed everyone, and in the middle of the show is confronted with another person who exclaims that what is happened, the death of billions is God’s will to make the world a quieter place. Oh yah, he finds the cure, everybody happy. Played over and over in movie, video game, cartoon, until there is nothing we haven’t seen a thousand times.

The natural like the supernatural, take any wound and rub it over, and over and over, and you don’t even feel it any more. See something or hear something or taste something over and over again, and eventually it becomes so usual to the environment that it becomes part of said environment and we stop noticing it.

There has been a flood of super hero shows lately, all these powerful beings that can not be killed, god like, protectors of men, hero’s, saviors, and one thing they all have in common, when they come down to earth, become human, they become vulnerable, mortal, just like you and I, nothing special. They can bleed and be killed, and this killing represents a victory for the enemy never a self sacrifice or victory.

In “Ironman 2” during a fight to the death Ironman’s the hero, faces an evil villain that nearly destroys him and at one moment at the end of the fight the villain laughs and says; “If you can make the god bleed, they no longer need him, and they will hate him for it!” and laughs! I was shocked at the subtle suggestive image of word and picture.

In “Superman Returns” my favorite scene superman just comes back on the scene after a being away for years, and the first this he sees is a Pulitzer Prize given to his old girlfriend; “Why the World Doesn’t Need Superman”, then he goes on to show everyone all these miraculous things, and why they might need him, just at a point of vulnerability he becomes human, which is coupled by weakness, foolishness, and possibly death. If you can get him to bleed, why do we need him? He is stabbed in the side and thrown to his death, just to be saved by man.

Hollywood would have us believe; “If you could make superman bleed, why do we need him, he is just a man, throw him away!”

By Peter Colla

“Dear Jesus let your people see the lies that Hollywood feeds them, open up their eyes to the subtle messages the enemy would have us believe, and grant us wisdom to discern the implication against Your Son hidden in this message.”

Let us suppose by our own acts of vile and vice, sin, is built and cultivated to the point where death is stockpiled in areas of the world to the point where deceases that normally would have little or no effect on the larger population, mainly because the majority of the general public would very infrequently come in contact with a large enough exposure to allow the said decease to cross the barrier of this harsh environment and find its place in men. Then let us also suppose that greed is tossed in making the very precautions that would hold such deceases in check, being discarded or limited because it is just not economically feasible or for that matter the people or children involved in the care of this area are not worth the cost. Decease flourishes where it shouldn’t, not by God’s intent, but by man’s free will and greedy choices.

God knows what the outcome will be, He has seen the path and destination our own steps have led. He knows what devastation that will come out of these steps, the pestilence. He has His prophets even write about it, so those who would see, recognize the hand of God in everything around us through this most horrific sign. He even tells us when; it is at a time when mens hearts will become cold, they will kill their young, darkness will prevail on the world.

But the devil is also at work, he is busy spinning his own tale, taking that which he can not create, twisting it into his own dark agent of death and torment, then use his media puppet, his Hollywood coven of priests and priestesses, or those foolish egotistic gongs we call the scientific community to talk about, write about it, spin their own natural sort of explanation that usually represents some kind of natural spontaneous cause that has happened before millions of years ago, “oh look, we survived then!”, or somehow saying it is man made, and what we make we can fix!

They make movie or a documentary, millions, no billions die, but if the star some how survives, and gets the girl, it’s going to be a happy ending! They write disaster books, describe it to the hilt, even show us picture, after picture, after picture on some far off land we hardly know exists let alone feel the sting of. They show us faces upon fly decimated hunger ridden bodies, we forget the over fed man that is to busy snapping photo’s to help or give food to this starving child. Yes they give us images, faces the general public can’t identify with, never a small blonde hair blue eyed baby dying of some horrific decease. They warn us with false alarm over and over, predictions and warnings, that don’t pan out to the point where the public stops caring. Until we just stop listening. Until we we have heard it so much it is old news, and the shock is gone, the effect is nothing, no tears, no sorrow, and if it doesn’t happen directly to us or our children, oh well; seen it before, it isn’t even as bad as was depicted in the latest mass destruction movie we just watched weeks earlier.

The first time we see something truly shocking, it has a almost physical effect on us. Tears, anger, people get physically ill, women weeping, grown men sobbing, these images bring us to tears, people ask why, look to God, most of the time they call out to God. Nobody is immune! But witness tragedy over and over in film, and the degree of pain it inflicts becomes less and less as we form a callous, our hearts become hardened. Yesterdays Columbine, today doesn’t even make the back page of the paper!

So what is happening, where is the deceit? Let us suppose that the deceiver would have us become desensitized so that when something truly tragic occurs, we hardly even blink because we have seen it so many times. And then to make things worse let the one spreading the deceit scientifically explain the event away as to no make it a God thing but just something natural that has been predicted for a long time.

As is in the case of pestilence God said “in the end there will be pestilence, and a third of the worlds population will perish”; how many movies have shown millions of people dying, how many news reports of people dead in the streets in far away lands famine, there are video games, books, songs, the images are so common even our smallest children see them in their cartoons. Bird flu is so commonly spoken of and so misreported that even if it occurred, people would shake it off as a natural occurrence. Ebola, Aids, MRSA, none of these deceases have any shockability any longer because the media has burned them out in our senses with over playing on the likes of Ally McBeal to the point where we don’t even care.

“There will be shaking of the Earth as to the like the world has never witnessed”, been there, seen that, entertainment shakings of the earth, end of days movies, predictions of massive volcano’s, they have shown so many that the interest in Honduras is at such a low, many people have forgotten that even even happened. Not to mention the scientific community predicting everything from massive eruptions in Yellowstone, to the Earths axis shifting and causing massive earthquakes, depict it on TV so the shock is off when and if it occurs, and it has already been explained away as natural. Things falling from the skies hitting the oceans and causing a third if the ships to be destroyed; been there saw that! Sun turning dark, yep they made a film or two or twenty. Moon turning red like blood, water turning to blood, wars, complete destruction of monetary system, fall of billions by nuclear war, rise of an Antichrist to rule the world as a one world government…. Been there seen that!

We have been desensitized! We have had the glory taken out of the creation to the point where everything is natural, even us.

If we are natural then we are insignificant, and if we are insignificant then we don’t matter, and if we don’t matter then it doesn’t matter what we do because the world will go on, and if it doesn’t matter what we do, then we have no need for a forgiveness, and if we don’t need forgiveness, then why have a savior, how can we lift our heads and look at out parent when we know we spit up and feel all that guilt!

But why stop there? I mean the devil has the media in the palm of his hand, controlling all the members of the movie industry through greed, vanity, lust, desire for riches, power, fame, freely giving it out to those who can bring in the most worshipers, but thats for later.

Part 3 to come.

By Peter Colla

“Dear Lord Jesus, help your people to feel every bit as special as you designed us to be, without guilt or accusation of the enemy. Help us see every good and loving thing in each and every one of us,”

What If Superman Bleeds

All of this magnificent power, a result of something equivalent to the spoken Word. Wow, if the Bible is merely the writings of men, what genius that these men knew, without the aid of modern instrumentation and centuries of learned reference, that the universe was “Spoken” into creation. So Moses with out the advantage of thousands of years years of scientific research and advance instrumentation, was able to guess that everything was created from sound, when he wrote “God SAID let there be…”, and we are supposed to believe this was a random “guess” on his part, not inspired by God Himself, I think not! Everything that is seen, touched, smelled or tasted, can speak to the glory of God, if one will just take the time and look close, even science.

Lets suppose for a moment suppose there is someone or something out there that not only hates us with all of his being, but has the feeling that he was passed by what he feels to be a lessor creation, unwilling to bow to beings created in the image of God Himself, and thus proving his unwillingness to bow to God Himself, satan is banished from God’s presence. Just like darkness, when satan became dark, through the pollution of his beliefs and actions, he fled from God, from Light, and God didn’t have to send him away. This may explain satan’s ability to come on occasion to God with his accusations. But further realizing, the ultimate slap in Gods face, would be in taking Gods most loved creations and causing them to turn away from Him also.

There are many ways he can accomplish this goal, through temptation, then ultimate accusation, leading to condemnation, and guilt; such as with the guilt that resides in making a small child much to embarrassed to look in his Father’s face, when he or she has made a mistake, and had an accident, we have all been there.

When a child does something wrong, makes a mistake, sometimes this so called “wrong thing” is not even of their own choosing, such as when they might get sick. Maybe they might have eaten to many Easter chocolates, or their mother gave them a piece of meat that was just a bit undercooked, children are such pure and honest believers in the complete assurance that everything their parent give’s them, in every sense of the word, it is good, in addition, they will take these things and eat them even if they taste strange because the parent gave them it, it must be good. What foolish trust God saw fit to entrust in us when it came to caring for His precious children, as a result of love.

Eating something, taking into themselves something that wasn’t necessarily good for them, they then throw up. They cast that bad thing out of themselves, that bad thing that shouldn’t have been there in the first place. God’s own built in protections inspires the young body to eject that foul thing before it can inflict further damage, He placed this loving protection in each person. Many protective natures, that any loving parent would gladly take the place of, if his dear child’s in pain, if that only could be, “take their place”, I wonder how many parents really would, if it was ever possible?

A bit of a mess occurs. Just a little mess, that can easily be tossed in the wash or wiped from the floor. Yet, what do we do as parents most of the time; get upset at the inconvenience, raise our voice at our own frustration, maybe even punish the child for messing up the bed? The poor little perfect being, can’t lift her eyes, head down, eyes full of tears, fear, to meet those of her parent out of a feeling of accusation, condemnation, guilt, shame!

Why?

Is it because a whisper of something or someone cruel, who is softly speaking in her ear telling our precious little child; “it’s your fault, your bad, your not good enough!”? How as a father, I would love to take a sword to the throat of that creature that spoke such words into the ear of my little child, my mercy would be measured in milliseconds!, only to realize I may have inadvertently done it myself with my own actions. My Father loves so much greater then this, and has forgiven so much more horrific outbursts to the innocent child, He loves so much greater then I could possibly fathom, with out the out-burst, without guilt, only with loving arms to wrap around and lift the sick sad child, me!

Let us again suppose that God in His infinite mercy would reveal Himself in His entire creation every moment of every day, He knows the outcomes of ever terrible and idiotic choice we stupid men will ever do, out of our greed, our lusts, and still manages to work then all out in a masterful chess game for His ultimate victory and glory; the glory of good, light and love! He is even so good as to then go back and give us a view of things to come, like the program of a play. That program is open for all to read, the Saints and the sinners.

What would be a better deceit of the devil, then to explain these observations as random, natural, and generally nothing special, the very thing the media and science attempts to do each and every moment of every day. While the devil is not omniscient, he knows the Bible better then we could ever hope to, and he knows all the prophesies and predicted outcomes, even if he hopes for an alternate outcome, he has even gone so far as to try to eliminate the players as to change the possible outcome.

The devil has read the Bible, he fears what is predicted to come with all of his being, and ultimately hates those who would play a part, especially members that end up on the winning team. He hates the opposing team with a level of malevolence that would make any mass murderer look like a preschool cry baby. But if he is unable to stop it, what then? He would be smart to put in back up plans, that could take out as many players as possible out of the opposing team, as many cheap shots as he can, and the the crueler, and more destructive the better.

One thing, he could do is explain these events away. Take everything that seems Godly and supernatural in God’s creation and events, and explain them away from a scientific point of view. Make them understandable, even simple, predictable, then they become uncomplicated, natural, even accidental, and ultimately having nothing to do with God.

By Peter Colla

“Dear Lord Jesus, please allow the plans of the enemy to be discovered by your people, open the eyes of the scientists of this world and give them the courage to say no to the lies of the enemy.”

Pleasurable days and the content that makes them a pleasure or in some cases displeasure, varies as the rapid intervals of a roller coaster. To the casual observer each day set forth before him, demonstrates little or no difference in content, yet to the buffoon which rides this whirlwind, in irony, I may add, the subtle changes in direction are as palpable as a baseball bat to the head.

You would think the generous smile of unknown beauty, or a good days visit to the gym, riding on the heels of a presentation above expectation, maybe even the timely receipt of payment for hard word previously completed, would raise the spirits following the plunder of downward plunge. But no, it’s the voices of my children, full of love and excitement, eager to merely hear daddies voice, moments before bed. Words of their day, inconsequential to the affairs if a world, the spinning insanities beyond their walls, yet in their hearts and minds, these simple events within, be them small, are all!

Then seeing the result of these morsels in my own heart, realizing the insignificance of all my other days events, I come to realize why our Lord Jesus beckoned the children not to be held from him. Maybe it’s the children who are the wise ones, they seem to truly know, and encompass what is right, good, and pure.

“Thank you Lord for every moment I have with them, even for the moment on the phone before bed.”

Peter Joseph Colla

Science will tell us that we are merely a conglomerate of energy; particles of negative charges revolving around positive ones with a few neutral ones thrown in there for good nature. Isn’t God wonderful, everything in His creation from the largest to the smallest mimics each other, and ultimately Him, as to place His perfect design on the fingerprints of everything we may take the time to look at, and then hopefully give Him the glory for the creation.

In my own observations positive particles or in this case people with truly positive spirits, those who have a Good God dwelling within, rest in a balance of secure stability knowing where they are, and more importantly where they are going, having a sense of balance in the cosmos. Neutral particles can come in close proximity to the positive ones, close but not quite touching, there is no fear, no repulsion, just calm acceptance with a mutual dance of a subtle rotation. Their relationships, even though seemingly held together with threads of a seemingly insignificant and immeasurable force, this force although seems to be blessed with energies of unfathomable consequence, as though the creator himself placed an enormous amount of importance that these bonds, the same force when split would produce enough power to topple all the creations of men.

But not so with the negative ones that circle at a distance, always in motion, unsure of where they are at any particular time, flying around in multiple looping chaotic ovals that speak more of irregularity and nervousness then anything remotely stable. These small almost inconsequential particles, and I say almost, because each while taken on it’s own merit from a worldly standpoint, seem unimportant, being tiny, easily replaced, and prone to chaotic and irrational behavior. They are constantly jumping around from one place to another in a haphazard exchange of static irritation. The energy exchange of this static irritation is minor on a one to one basis, requiring these little pathetic particles to join forces with many of their cohorts in order to issue any kind of measurable effect. In contrary to their positive brothers, the negative one’s must join in incalculable quantity of others to make an effect that might mimic the power of the positive one’s, such as seen in a lightning bolt, even a small discharge from the nucleus has a broader and more permanent effect on it’s surroundings when splits occur.

And what is further interesting is that the negative particles are repelled by the positive one’s, no the negative ones flee from the positive ones, because the positive particles remain stationary and its the negative particles that leave. “And darkness looked upon light comprehending it not, darkness fled!”

Let us suppose that these particles are nothing more the composites of electromagnetic oscillations, as science would have us believe, which is the very same kind of energy that makes up sound. And to further stretch our limit of faith in their suppositions, science would have us believe that these incredibly small particles which relative to their size orbit at incredible distances from each other; It has been supposedly scientifically proven, for example, if a standard proton of a nucleus of an atom was merely the size of a basketball and it sat in Chicago, the closest electron would be the size of a pea and be the distance to Kansas City away. But somehow they are being held together by some immeasurable force, attractions so strong that they can form bonds that are strong as diamonds, making them somehow also impenetrable to blending of other unwanted visitors, even through these large gaps, these pea size so called insignificant creations.

But the bonds of the positive ones, the likes of which when mere grams are split, not destroyed, but their initial bond split, form altered, discharge energy of a caliber so magnificent it can take out entire cities of things man built. It was material the size of a penny that fuels atomic bombs. “What God has brought together, let no man bring apart!”

And all of this magnificent power a result of something equivalent to the spoken Word. Wow, if the Bible is merely the writings of men, what genius that these men, for they knew without the aid of modern instrumentation and centuries of learned reference that the universe was “Spoken” into creation. So Moses with out the advantage of thousands of years years of our so called evolved intelligence was able to guess that everything was created from sound, when he wrote “God SAID let there be…”, and we are supposed to believe this was a random guess on his part not inspired by God Himself, I think not!

Everything that is seen, touched, smelled or tasted, can speak to the glory of God, if one will just take the time and look close, even science.

By Peter Colla

“Open my eyes Lord Jesus to Your every wonder, Your every Word, in all of the creation that resides around me.”

A man sits with his comrades in a foxhole, pondering the decisions that wrestle his mind and heart. Decisions of life and death. Being pinned down by a machine gun nest above their position, just up the hill, hope seems lost. This small platoon, a company of twenty five or so men, walked into this valley, not of their own construct, but derived from the many atrocities that occur throughout this fallen world.

Our man, he is strong and lean, a strength that surpasses visible awareness, but resonates from within and manifests in every aspect of his being. His eyes narrow with purpose, deep with wisdom that is granted by God for a single vision, crystal clear in the exhibition of the light that dwells within, born and bred for perhaps a single task, one that envelopes courage, strength and fortitude. He is God’s man, one of a kind, and the only one qualified to go.

The dilemma that pulls on everyone of the other men’s heart in this small platoon; one man can storm the hill creating a diversion, at which time the remaining men may slip away safe. One man’s sacrifice can “contribute” to the saving of the rest. There is only one qualified, called perhaps through the gifts granted him by God since birth, with strength, skill, and heart, he is the only one who can do it in the entire group.

“Contribute”; now that’s an interesting term to be examined, man doesn’t create the opportunity, nor the path to safety, he doesn’t grant strength or even the ability for these men to run, but merely presents a gift of his own sacrifice, that through his efforts, and unselfishness, gives a gift through which many may be saved.

Yes our man knows, in his heart he is leaving behind a wife and children, along with many others that would prefer he take a different course, one that maybe finds his way back into their arms and life. He volunteers not for glory or recognition although recognition he will certainly receive, but because in his heart he knows it is what he needs to do.

He set’s his resolve, taking weapon in hand, turns his face toward’s the enemy and steps out upon enemy land.

He rushes forth in blind strength, pushing towards unknown hate, with power in his voice, that sends shiver to hell’s gate.

Volley upon volley, the enemies attack’s come, strikes do hit home, yet our man presses on, a few more steps, one by one.

All the enemies eyes are on our single strong man, fear cascades through enemies camp, causing trembling in their hand.

But his men are also watching as he presses through, his strength a Godly witness to the gift of freedom and life anew.

The Medal of Honor; the highest distinction that can be presented to any individual in this country, where by the recipients, their spouse, even their children, are saluted by the President, and Generals alike, will stand to attention and salute every time the see this medal. It is said that generations of offspring will benefit from the sacrifice of a Medal of Honor winner.

Rich men will come and go, and their legacy of money may be a benefit to their offspring, until the last dollar he so fervently collected is spent, then like the dust of their flesh, so is their name erased from the memory of their children’s children, and like the breeze of yesterday, no longer felt, let alone remembered.

But so is it not with the Medal of Honor winner; families today are recognized and children are raised, with the pride that comes from knowledge they had a Medal of Honor winner generations ago in their lineage, in some long forgotten battle. Their children’s, children’s, children all benefit from their sacrifice. But not only them, but the countless families that benefit from those men who were saved and went back to their own families to further witness of his sacrifice…….

I had a vision of man of similar strength and stature, eyes set in purpose, strong in faith and courage. Lean and strong, a man born and bred for a purpose that falls beyond the recognition of many around him. Marching down a path that few if any would even tread.

As he strides with purpose and dignity down the path God has given him, one day he finds, while marching, along his path darkness and dire circumstances set upon him from both side, not by his own making but derived from the fallen world on which he lives.

Before him stretched out on his left and right sides are lines of demon’s forming a line that is slowly converging on the our man’s path. Our hero knows without a doubt, that in his path straight ahead lies the Light, but as he gets further down the road, the demons on both sides get closer, as well as stronger in ranks and stature, until it is apparent that the forces on both sides of him are physically overwhelming. A guillotine waiting!

Dark ominous creatures, spitting and profaning all sorts of attacks that press from every imaginable crevice. Hurtling blow upon blow, arrow upon arrow, with one purpose, to thwart our gallant hero from his set goal. Their insults and attacks come from all venues, some head on and with pain and torment, others with subtle pressing of seemingly friendly and loving coercion.

Our man knows he is marching into a gauntlet, and the further he goes the stronger the enemies resolve becomes, and the greater the fight. He also knows that as he proceeds strength and physical ability diminishes as he receives volley after volleys of relentless and brutal attacks!

Anytime he could turn around, go back, give up!, he might even be spared, but faith and commitment to the path, dictates he march on.

Now there is a third group watching; thousands standing on the hills behind quite safe, watching, praying, waiting to see what will happen. Many of these may be even wondering; “will our valiant champion give up, or will he push through with faith to the end?” Many would help, if they could, few if any would walk along, even fewer would take his place, but all will be touched by his strength and fortitude.

Many hundreds, may be even thousands could be saved from this one man’s act of sacrifice.

As men become Martyr’s of Christ, many opportunities to turn back are given. Who knows how many times Timothy may have had been presented an opportunity to denounce his faith before he was stoned.

Who knows; had Peter chose not to denounce Christ three times might he have been crucified right next to Jesus, or how many other opportunities he may have been presented to turn, right before they eventually did crucify him.

And how many thousand’s, millions, billions of people have been influenced to faith, salvation, by these two acts of personal sacrifice.

Oh I am sure; the wife, or child, or mother of our our gallant soldier found it difficult understanding the sacrifice, the total scope of which’s effect may only been truly understood by God himself…

Our Medal of Honor winner, was it a sacrifice or maybe a privilege that he had been born to?

“No man can give a greater gift then to give his life for another.” and “If you give to the least of these you give to Me.”

The act of following our faith even to the end, through pain and unimaginable assault, even to death, ever able to turn, but unwilling through the commitment make a man, in my opinion a Martyr.

God’s Medal of Honor; The Martyr of Christ.

By Peter Colla

“Lord, that I but have a similar honor, to be one of your Martyrs.”

Bart died.