Truth Finale: Kristian Meets Love

I, Kristian, am the Defender of Truth. Upon many attempts to gain an official encounter with Him, I managed to meet Truth in person. However, it was not like how I had expected. Instead, He seemed to have bluntly ignored me and told me to meet a random stranger. He said Her name was Love, and indeed, I was dejected that Truth drove off, leaving me standing there in the middle of the road. I was rather angry, so after I had emptied the AK47 into the two motorbikes, I climbed into my Pantera and drove off into the night.

Don’t ask me how, but I stood outside Her door. I knocked. This was the abode of Love, Truth told me to come here. The door opened, and a young woman stood before me. She was gorgeous and lovely despite the scars that were scattered across her face. She wore a white hat with a white trench coat and slacks. She smiled, “Hello, Kristian.”

“Hello.”

“Do come in,” she gestured as she made way for me to come through.

“Any idea why I have to even be here?” I remarked.

Love smiled, “You’re not the first to ask that, even in that manner. But don’t you worry, you will soon find out.”

I gulped down the guilt that sat in my throat, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s no issue, Kristian, I see now why my husband sent you here.”

“Your husband?” I spat in astonishment, “You’re married?”

Love chuckled and looked at me with her deep blue eyes, “We have been married for so many years, Kristian, we go back to the beginning of time.”

“Well, I didn’t know that,” I shrugged. “I’ve been fighting for the Truth for a long time. I finally met Him, and He gave me the cold shoulder. Guess I could at least got a handshake but anyway…”

“Kristian, You have been chasing Truth, and I admire that, but you haven’t chased the full Truth, only what you thought it was.”

“Huh?” I frowned, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You can’t have the Truth without Love, and you can’t have Love without the Truth. They are married together. One without the other is not the entirety of their identity.”

“Okay, nice analogy, but the Truth is out there spreading the essential facts so that people can come to the light. What does Love have to do with it?”

“Well, Love is the reason why the Truth is out there risking His life so that people can be saved. Without Love, there’s no reason to spread the Truth, and without Truth, there’s no way to spread Love. Besides, you were really saving people when you blew them away with bullets, right?”

For the first time, the Truth stung me. But I also felt loved, and I realized that this couple worked amazingly together. I stared at Her beautiful face, trying to go beyond the innocent smile on her face.

“How did the scars come?”

Sadness crept into her eyes as she spoke, still smiling, “Every time someone rejects the Truth or me, it hurts…


It wasn’t long before I was back on the street, briskly walking towards my Pantera when a Rolls Royce stopped by. The chauffeur called to me, “Excuse me, I’m looking for a Kristian.”

“That would be me,” I replied with curiosity, “who’s asking?”

“I’ve been sent by Truth to collect you.”

I opened the door, and the Rolls Royce surged forward towards the night.

It wasn’t long before we arrived at a church. The sign Church of God is boldly portrayed at the entrance. The driver led me towards the door, which he opened and beckoned me to enter. There was a figure at the end of the auditorium, sitting on a high stool. He wore a trench coat and a hat.

“Welcome, Kristian,” the voice echoed from the silhouette, “I’m glad that you have been enlightened by the Truth.”

“Yeah, I guess. Didn’t know how it was supposed to be.”

“But now you know…” the figure got off the chair and walked towards me, “Now you must pledge your allegiance to me, testify that you will follow me and be my servant.”

“Huh?”

“You must bow down to me and pledge your allegiance,” the figure repeated as the light shone on the man who walked towards me. He wore a red trench coat and a bowler hat. This wasn’t the man I saw earlier on. But the man looked exactly like Truth.

“I can’t do that.”

The man smiled, “So, you’ve decided to choose the other side now, have you?”

“No,” I replied, “I’m still following the Truth, and that’s the reason why I can see through your fake pretense!”

Deception stared at me with hatred, his lips pursed in anger, “How dare you?”

“You don’t seem to stop your stupid protests, do you? Don’t you know that you will never win no matter how many surgeries you go for?”

“You will pay for your insolence!”

“Not as much as you will pay for your sins!”

“Grab him!” Deception pointed at me. The driver leaped towards me, and I stuck my hand into my pocket and grabbed my car keys. I pressed a button. The man grabbed me and held my hands behind my back. Deception walked towards me, “Today, you will learn of my power!”

The sound of a rumbling engine could be heard, louder and louder.

“What’s that?” Deception asked with annoyance. There was a spray of headlights before the stain-glass windows burst at the entrance of the Pantera that sailed into the auditorium. The car wiped out Deception, sending him airborne. The seats scattered as the Pantera landed and turned. The driver let go of my hands and fled. I walked to my car, climbed in, and sped through the glass doors into the night.

The Pantera sped across the tar roads, traveling under the moonlit sky. I smiled when I saw the white Buick shoot across the intersection ahead. I realized that the Truth was meant to save, not to destroy. It was to liberate, not to imprison. I really enjoyed the visit I had with Love, She knew so much. I learned a lot from her. But I really wished I noticed the military tank following me…

 

 

An Impersonation of Truth: Kristian Meets Truth

The figure darted from shadow to shadow in the dimly lit alley. He wore a hood that hid his facial features. He eventually arrived at the door he was hoping to arrive at. He knocked and waited. The peephole slid open.

“Who is it?” the voice grunted.

“It’s Deception.”

“What do you want?”

“I’m looking for Dr. Compromise.”

“Why?”

Deception removed a photo from his trench coat pocket and held it up for the doctor to see. It was a photo of Truth. “I know you’re a good surgeon, I need you to make me look like Him.”

The doctor grunted with humour, “You can never be Him, Dee. Never!”

“I know Doc, but if people thought I was Him, I would get more followers. Just tell me if you can do it.”

“What are you willing to give?”

“A thousand or more souls.”

“Come by tomorrow, we got a deal.”

The white Buick sped along the open road, Truth was heading towards Falcity, a town that seemed to need His presence. Lights in the distance caused Him to slow down as he came to a checkpoint. Officers were standing by. They came towards Him when he stopped by the boom gate. The officer came to his vehicle as Truth rolled down the window.

“Where you going?” asked the officer with a look of annoyance.

“Falcity,” replied Truth.

“Got some ID?”

“If you don’t know me, an ID won’t help.”

“Falcity has banned you,” said the officer with a threatening tone.

“Really?” Truth asked as he slid the gear to reverse.

“Yeah, they said if we ever saw you, we should blow you to bits,” said the officer. He snatched his revolver from his holster, but the Buick was already accelerating backward. Gunshots were fired as Truth turned the car around and sped off into the night. He looked into the rearview mirror and noticed two motorbikes following him, giving chase. Truth stepped harder on the gas pedal, and the car surged forward with a roar. Bullets ricocheted off the white bodywork, and gunshots echoed. A bend in the road appeared, and the white Buick drifted before straightening up, and the bikes followed in an awkward angle.

The distance between the Buick and the bikes were diminishing as they revved harder to catch up. In the distance ahead, a blue Pantera was parked in the middle of the road. Truth slammed the brakes, bring the Buick to a halt to avoid a collision. The bikes braked but couldn’t stop in time and turned to the left and right, causing the bikes to slide horizontally across the road. The door of the Pantera opened, and a man walked out. He pulled out an AK47 and rested it upon his right shoulder. The man wore denim jeans with trainers, a white t-shirt and a grey parka.

“What do we have here?” his snide remark stung the air.

The officer to his right got to his feet and reached for his gun. In a swift movement, the AK47 swung down, and a shot was blasted. The officer flew back, landing on the ground, unconscious. He spun around and shot at the bike that lay on top of the other officer. The bike blew up in flames. The man walked towards the white Buick as Truth rolled down the window.

“Hello, Truth! How are you tonight?”

“Who are you?”

“My name is Kristian,” he said as he offered his hand, “I’m a fan.”

Truth ignored the offer and reached into the console and pulled out a card and offered it to him. Kristian took the card and looked at it. On it was the name ‘Love’ and an address. The card was white, and so was the writing, which made him wonder how he could read it?

“What’s this?” Kristian asked.

“Please pay her a visit.”

“Why?”

“Because you seriously need to…”

“I don’t understand. The Truth is all I need.”

“Unless you fully know her, you cannot fully know me…”

 

 

An Impersonation Of Truth

The white 1950 convertible Buick Roadmaster slid into one of the many available spots outside the nightclub. The man climbed out and took a fresh breath of air. He had been the same since He began, traveling with the same car, it never broke down ever since.

It was midnight, and the loud pop music that radiated from inside the club seemed to hurt His ears. The man wore a black fedora hat that matched His leather trench coat. He walked with steady steps towards the door where a bouncer firmly stood. The bouncer stared at Him with intimidation, but He didn’t flinch.

“Can I help you?” asked the bouncer.

“No, I’m fine, thanks.” He replied as he moved towards the door, but the bouncer blocked his way.

“We don’t allow your kind around here.”

“That is exactly the problem,” He replied, “I’m here to change that, you guys need me.”

“Deception says that you’re bad for business. I don’t think we need you.”

“Now, why would he say that?” He asked.

“Deception knows what you do. He can’t stand you.”

“I’ll only be inside for a bit. Just got something to say.” He shrugged.

“I know who you are, “the bouncer said, “I said no!”

Truth sighed.

The door blew open at the weight of the bouncer as he crashed inside, the door sailed into the air before crashing into the speakers, destroying the sound equipment. The reverb was deafening as Truth walked through the startled crowd. The scantily dressed women on the stage stopped dancing, and the musicians stopped the music. The strobe lights continued to shoot rays of electronic beams across the club. Truth got onto the stage.

A murmur in the crowd began to simmer, “Hey, who’s this guy? Why is He crashing our party?”

“Ladies and gentlemen, I greet you all in the Truth of all things. I greet you in the intrinsic reality of our time. For what you hold isn’t true, nor is it tangible. It is entirely counterfeit. Deception has made a living by giving you the appearance of something non-existent. You have bought pleasures and lusts that only damage your soul. What you need is the Truth, nothing else.”

Someone in the crowd shouted out, “Get this guy out of here! He’s a judgmental hypocrite. A Pharisee!” The group raged in protest. “Who are you to judge?”

Truth raised his hands, “I’m not judging. I have not given a verdict. All I have stated are facts and historical information. All I’m saying is the Truth.”

“People don’t want the truth, my enemy!” the voice echoed from the balcony that hung across the top of the club. Truth looked up to Deception; he was an oversized man with a ghastly appearance. His face radiated evil with piercing black eyes that sometimes turned red. He wore a red bowler hat that matched his scarlet trench coat. He pointed at Truth with his gloved hand, “How dare you come into my territory and tell my people what to do? You don’t belong here anymore.”

“I’m here to give these people one last chance to turn to me. I believe there is still hope. What you are selling to them isn’t going to be there forever, it will fail.”

Deception roared with laughter, “By the time anyone figures anything out, it will be already too late!”

Truth gritted His teeth. “That only means you know that I win in the end.”

The smile on Deception’s face disappeared, “I really don’t know what’s your problem, Truth. I make these people happy, I give them good music, good stories, and lessons of life. I give them a good feeling deep down as well on the outside. No one needs to feel offended by you anymore. I am the future, and you know it.”

“As far as I am concerned, you have no future, you will be soon exterminated.”

Truth turned to the crowd again, “People listen to me, this world can’t give you anything worth your soul. The pleasures can’t satisfy you either. You have to turn to what is true.”

“Oh, shut up!” screamed a woman, “I love it here.”

Truth looked up at the balcony again to see Jezebel dressed in a red trench coat and a white hat. She leaned against the balustrades, stared at Truth with red eyes.

“Why am I not surprised?” Truth muttered.

Lust followed as well, and so did Heresy. Pride and Adultery appeared to find out what was going on. Idolatry and Lukewarm walked in with curiosity. They stared at Truth with hatred and anger.

“You don’t belong here,” they said in unison with an unearthly voice.

Jezebel pointed at the Truth, “People who follow me, you don’t need this man. He is here to stir up trouble and take away what God has given us. He seeks to divide us…”

“That’s not true!” protested Truth, “I’m here to warn you of the coming judgment, it will arrive soon, and you need to prepare for the Kingdom that will remain forever. Stop investing in this world, it’s going  to pass away!”

Jezebel raised her voice, “He seeks to take away what belongs to us! Rid the earth of him!”

The crowd shouted in an uproar and rushed towards Truth, who fled towards backstage, desperately trying to find a backdoor. Finding one behind the curtains, he kicked it down and escaped into the night. The crowd carried clubs and sticks as they chased after Him. They wanted to kill him.

Truth rushed around the building and made a beeline to his Buick. He jumped in, and the engine roared to life. He backed her out of the parking lot and sped to the exit. He could see the crowd chasing after him in his rearview mirror. He shook his head as he saw the sign that appeared at the entrance of the club: Church Of God

Singleness

In a world that defines your happiness by a significant other, singleness is often seen as a cursed disease by many. Strange enough, the reality of the world today consists of single people hoping to be married and married people wishing to be single. And if you dare to look beyond the two way glass of illusions, you will find truly happy couples and truly happy single people. When it comes to singleness, some have chosen celibacy for the sake of their purpose and others have embraced singleness temporarily until their purpose aligns them to their future partner. It’s no use finding a life partner only to have found purpose afterwards and it doesn’t harmonize with your spouse. That leads to a miserable and unbearable marriage, filled with arguments derived from consistencies.

One should not rush into marriage or into a relationship, the world out there isn’t a bed of roses. So do your best to avoid the thorns. The tragedy of our era is that people don’t know how to love, they haven’t been taught how to and not many are searching for the syllabus. Love is not easy and many have conformed to an easy form of lust that instills selfishness in the hearts of individuals. This is the reason why abuse is so prominent today, gender violence and femicide is rampant in a culture that doesn’t know how to love. According to statssa.gov.za, 25326 divorces were recorded in South Africa in 2016, 44.4% of those divorces occurred in marriages that didn’t even last 10 years.

Marriage cannot be used as an escape from singleness, if we don’t prepare the foundation of relationships effectively, we might revisit it again with much more pain than we had at first…

It is staggering how many single parents there are in South Africa, 80% of single parents are mothers according to singlemotherguide.com. It is sad that we live in a time where fathers seem to be absent, and children grow up feeling unloved. As much as we may seem to ignore its impact, a child without a father or a mother can grow up with many side effects in their psychology. Rejection is one of the first attacks on a child’s mind and that is only the beginning.

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Many relations have unfortunately ended because of abuse and marital unfaithfulness. At the romance period, everything may seem lovey-dovey but once things become clearer in a relationship, individals tend to show who they really are. I have spoken to many women who have been abused and betrayed, resulting in divorce. It breaks my heart how good godly women were dealt with such a dirty card in life but unfortunately that is the world we live in. There are good men out there but there are also the narcissistic kind that controls and manipulates for the sake of sadistic pleasure.

So with all this statistics thrown around, what am I saying? I’m in no way discouraging marriages and relationships, but I am warning people to think clearly before embarking on one. Don’t enter into a relationship without godly guidance and direction. Don’t be quick to rush into someones arms, neither be quick to kiss them. For very soon, souls begin to entangle with each other to the point that the knot is extremely difficult to untie. Weigh the odds, calculate the costs and never involve yourself with someone you don’t want to be with. Sometimes your gut might warn you of red flags, heed the warnings! Don’t be led by your emotions, because even that will change one day.

Singleness is something you don’t want to get back to. Once it is gone, to adjust your life back to it will be extremely difficult and painful. So when you make your transition, make sure that you choose someone who is godly and consistent. Don’t chase after someone who has good looks or knows how to play the game. A player can easily play you and a good looking guy can easily hurt you. I’m not saying they shouldn’t be attractive, but they should have godly substance. You want your marriage to be extravangant, not your wedding…

So think and pray, rationalize and prepare before entering a relationship, and you won’t face the time unnecessary pain. A marriage is about God, not yourself. It’s two godly individuals chasing after God with a common purpose.

Babylon Rising

Now I know that the Bible says that Babylon is fallen in Revelations 18.

Revelation 18:1-3 After this I saw another angel coming down from heaven. He had great authority, and the earth was illuminated by his splendor. With a mighty voice he shouted:

“‘Fallen! Fallen is Babylon the Great!’
She has become a dwelling for demons
and a haunt for every impure spirit,
a haunt for every unclean bird,
a haunt for every unclean and detestable animal.

For all the nations have drunk
the maddening wine of her adulteries.
The kings of the earth committed adultery with her,
and the merchants of the earth grew rich from her excessive luxuries.”

 

But in order for Babylon to fall, it must rise. And the time of its ascension is now, right before our eyes. As I said before, we must go to the origin of something to find out whether it is good or evil. Babylon began from the tower of Babel. Yes, it all began when they decided to build a tower to the sky and make a name for themselves (Genesis 11:1-4). Why? Because they feared the flood might strike again even though God promised with the sign of a rainbow that he will never destroy the earth again with a flood (Genesis 9:11-15).

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The beginning of Babylon sought to have a sense of independance from God. To be sustained apart from Him, much like todays world. Everyone is chasing something to replace God. Unfortunately, those people get into a trap because nothing can replace the Creator. Nothing in all creation can replace the Most High.

Then we fast forward to the time in Daniel 2 when King Nebuchadnezzar had a dream about a statue. Daniel not only told him the dream but also the interpretation. The statue had a head of gold, chest and arms of silver, belly and thighs of bronze, legs of iron and feet of iron and clay mixed. The interpretation was that the head of gold was Babylon which would only last until the next kingdom (represented by silver) would come and rule the land. The interpretation was that there were three kingdoms that would take over the Israelites land.

But here’s the strange thing that occurred, in Daniel 3, King Nebuchadnezzar ordered that a giant statue of pure gold be made and set up in the sight of all the people. When they made all times of music, everyone had to bow down and worship the image. What was the image? The image of pure gold represented the everlasting kigdom of Babylon! King Nebuchadnezzar completely ignored the warning that came via a dream which stated that his kingdom would soon end. Rather he ordered everyone to worship the illusion that the kingdom would last forever. Nebuchadnezzars actions were a purposeful disregard of Gods words!

This is the Babylon Rising! It is a direct attack on Gods word and His Holy Scriptures. Everything that is evil in this world is not a random shot in the dark but an intentional blasphemy against the Most High. Slowly but surely, lawlessness is spreading like wildfire and the church are accepting it with open arms. There are many things that the church are allowing in that is a direct attack against the scriptures. The modern day church is so ignorant of the bible that they dont even see the attack. Without knowledge, people perish and this is what is making the church so vulnerable to the seductive attacks of the world.

Be on your guard, do not be led astray by the imagery of Babylon. Do not be a part of them rather be apart from them.

2 Corinthians 6:17 Therefore, “Come out from them and be separate, says the Lord. Touch no unclean thing, and I will receive you.”
Be separate from the world, stick to the Word. Know the truth, spend time in the truth. Do not be led astray, our redemption is nearer now more than ever. Now is not the time to give up our faith rather it is the time to hold on to Jesus even more. Christ is coming soon. Remember the statue! A rock not made from human hands struck the statue and an everlasting Kingdom shall remain. The Kingdom of Christ is coming, now’s the time to choose a side. You can’t afford to sit on the fence. You can’t afford to be partakers of evil. Come out of Babylon and be separate!