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The weapons we fight with are not the weapons of the world. On the contrary, they have divine power to demolish strongholds. We demolished arguments and every pretension hat sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ. 2 Corinthians 10:4-5 NIV

The author dares to refute dispensationalism in its arch-claim that it is a "literal" interpretation of Scripture. He also refutes their claim that God has two people, Israel and the Church. The Church has not replaced Israel but has become an extension of Israel. God has one holy people (Gal. 3:28-29). In the Parable of the Wheat and Tares it is the tares that are taken first (in death) and the wheat is left behind - exactly the opposite of what dispensationalism vehemently preaches (Matt. 13:30) 2 Thessalonians 2:1-3 clearly teaches that the Antichrist must appear before the Day of the Lord appears. Dispensationalism is a heretical doctrine that divides the flock of God - it does not unite. Even dispensational leaders cannot agree on fundamentals such as the names and numbers of the dispensations. Dispensationalism is a changeling, a creature slowly evolving into an even more complicated and confusing system than it was under Darby. And there is no imminent coming of Jesus Christ. As long as there is a sign to come to pass there can be no "any moment" coming. But what does it matter what one believes as long as they believe? The answer is given to us in the Parable of the Ten Virgins in Matthew 25. All ten virgins were awaiting the arrival of the Bridegroom. But he delayed his coming and five virgins proved foolish in running out of oil for their lamps because the Bridegroom delayed his coming! When our Lord returns and delays his coming to the midnight hour dispensationalists will be woefully unprepared and many will play the role of the five foolish virgins.

After living a life of bad decisions, Jason finds himself in a place he never imagined he would be-taking the life of a man for a few silver coins and some jewels. The result of his choices lands him on a cross beside a man who has the power to save Jasons life. Will Jason decide to accept The Man in the Middles offer, or will he turn him down and die in his sins?Oh, no, you dont, Barabbas said. He kicked the man before he managed to stand up all the way. I stood frozen in place again, not saying a word. I didnt want to see the man hurt anymore, but I was too scared to stop it.Brutus grabbed the other saddlebag off the donkey and slung it across his shoulder. The man rolled over and again struggled to get up. This time Brutus kicked the man in his stomach and yelled at him to stay down. The man was curled in a ball, groaning and holding his stomach in a position of defeat. I turned to see if he would get up again. He opened his eyes and looked directly at me. Even through the dirt and blood crusted around his eyes, I could see his desperation. His eyes were begging for mercy and help. His voice cracked as he pleaded, Dont leave me out here to die. I looked at Brutus and Barabbas. Barabbas turned to me and said, We have to finish him off. He has seen our faces and could identify us later.With that, Barabbas went to the bush to retrieve the dagger that had been kicked aside and then walked back over to us. Holding the dagger by the blade, he offered me the handle. You may have the honor.

This is an autobiographical account of my childhood journeys with my parents, 4 older sisters and 2 older brothers. My parents immigrated to America in the first quarter of the 1900s with their families; they met and were married in Arizona and 3 sisters and 1 brother were born there, and I and 1 brother and 1 sister were born in California. A large part of the book deals with the struggles of looking for work in various regions in these two states, and the resulting uprooting of family to go and temporarily live where work was found. There were many sacrifices made to keep family together. The other part of the book reveals the personal struggles I had because of moving to Maneadero, BC, Mexico in 1958 with my mother and attending the local Village School. Struggles? Yes, but soon overcome by the loving friendships developed with the Villagers, Shopkeepers, Teachers and Students. Fun was had, but there were a few God-sent events that became life-changing experiences for me.