Posted by: cindybythesea | March 23, 2015

Legends of the Past


       Giant track, Abajo Mountains, Utah 1975

I was privileged to listen to Mr. LA Marzulli as he spoke on Friday night at Dine Baptist Church in Waterflow, NM. It was a fascinating evening as Mr. Marzulli shared from his research regarding the giants and the Nephilim.  I was excited to meet him as I have my own stories to tell. I shared with him from my Dark Skies series, which he seemed to find of interest. I also shared with him the photo above; a Polaroid taken on January 26,1975 of an enormous set of tracks, discovered while taking a drive in the mountains of southeasten Utah. On looking at it, he commented, “there looks to be six toes“.

Six toes. Almost all of the legends concerning giants depict them as having six fingers and six toes. Could the legendary Sasquatch or Big Foot be related to or a remnant of what the Bible refers to as the Nephilim?  LA has done some amazing research in this area as have Steve Quayle and Tom Horn. In fact, I just finished reading part two of a new series by Mr. Horn titled “On the path of the Immortals.” Here Mr. Horn visits the American Southwest to get first hand information from the native people regarding the legends of men, giants, reptilians and more. One of the places he visits is Mesa Verde, Colorado about 50 miles from where I grew up and about the same distance from where I live now.

The southwest is full of ruins and rock drawings (petroglyphs) that date back centuries before the native people who live here now. These people were called the Anasazi. They were cliff dwellers, people who made their homes high up in the cliffs. A people and culture that abruptly and mysteriously disappeared leaving us with more questions then there are answers. For instance, why did they build their dwellings so high up in the cliffs? And, where did they disappear to so abruptly. Was it from fear of the giants depicted in their rock drawings?

Take a look at this petroglyph from Newspaper rock in Southeast Utah about 30 miles from where I lived as a child. I remember seeing this rock on school outings when I was a kid. Never thought much about it until now.

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Do you see the feet with six toes?

Interesting that centuries later on a cold but sunny January morning something with six toes made its way across a snowy field in the surrounding mountains of this very same area.

January 26, 1975

The snow was pristine and my fiancé spotted a set of unusual looking tracks as we drove along the mountain road on a cold sunny Sunday morning. Possessed with keen eye sight he was always looking for wild life and /or the tracks that they would make. Spotting what he thought were unusual looking tracks he stopped the car to get a better look. We got out of the car and were amazed to see a series of very large tracks crossing a small field. The tracks were enormous! Three times the size of my fiance size twelve boots.  Also, at 6’6″ tall it took three of his largest strides to step from one from one track to the other. Whatever had made these tracks had to have been enormous in size.

The tracks started off the side of the road where our car was parked, crossed the field and ended abruptly in front of a thick stand of oak brush of which not a twig was out-of-place. It was as if whatever had made the tracks simply disappeared into thin air. Astounded, we drove in to town to get my uncle who is an avid outdoorsman and an experienced trapper. We took him with us to see the tracks and he ruled them out as either bear, snowshoes or large prints which had melted. He was completely dumbfounded. He could not identify them. Almost an exact four months later, my fiancé would have the strangest encounter of his life not more than 150 miles from this very spot.  A coincidence? I’m not so sure.

Folks, there is more going on around us than we think. The Bible tells us that there is a time of great deception coming. A time when men’s hearts will fail from fear. Few realize that legends and folklore of the past contain more truth than was once believed.  Truth that believe it or not has everything to do with the future. The question is – are you ready?

* For more on the “Dark Skies” series, you can check out the August/September 2014 archives.

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee” Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy


Posted by: cindybythesea | March 1, 2015

Cold Shoulder Consequences

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It’s been snowing and snowing and snowing here! No surprise as it has been snowing just about everywhere in the last few days. In fact, in what is reported to be a very rare occurrence, it has been snowing in all 50 states including Hawaii over the past six days. Couldn’t have anything to do with Washington giving Netanyahu the “cold shoulder” in advance of his March 3 visit, could it? No, I didn’t think so. At least that is what some might say.

It has been well documented by those who study such things that national disasters often coincide with a nation’s policy towards Israel and while some of the disasters are limited to specific regions of the country, I find it interesting this particular one is widespread throughout all 50 states. A warning perhaps of the wide-spread consequences of rejecting the prime ministers appeal on his visit of March 3.

The importance of this visit and its timing cannot be emphasized enough as the prime minister will be addressing congress on the eve of Purim. Amazing, when you think of the similarities between Esther going before the King in Persia on behalf of her people and the Prime Minister appearing before “the king” on behalf of his people because of Persia (Iran).  His visit  coming just 17 days before the solar eclipse of March 20, which is also, Nisan 1, the first day on the Jewish religious calendar and one month before Passover and the third blood moon on April 3.

I am praying for and would like to think that our country and its leadership will do the right thing in heeding the Prime Ministers message but, given the solar eclipse and the blood moon that follows, it is not likely to be the case.

17 in the Bible is a number that denotes victory. And, be assured God will have the victory over his enemies with or without our help. And, if the frosty week preceding his visit is not warning enough, by the time 30 days is up, we may be wishing for more than warm temperatures … for the lesson of Purim is this –

the gallows prepared for Mordecai became the gallows on which Haman was hanged.

A lesson we would do well to keep in mind.

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall proper who love thee” Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

Posted by: cindybythesea | January 21, 2015

Where Heaven and Earth Meet

Prayer. That important place where heaven and earth meet.

I’ve been thinking a lot about prayer lately. How I pray, when I pray, why I pray. And, importantly – that million dollar question – why, some prayers are answered and some are not. Or, we think not. As Christians, praying in the name of Jesus, we know that all our prayers are heard and, yes – all are answered. Yet, it’s a mysterious thing in many ways – when and how God chooses to answer those prayers.

I’ve been reading the Louie Zamperini story, “Unbroken“- and, if you have not yet seen the film or read the book, I heartily recommend that you do so, as it has been tremendously inspiring to me.

In a life raft in the far reaches of the Pacific without any reason for optimism or hope – Louie offers up this simple prayer –

“God, if you will spare my life, I will use it to serve you”.

A promise he later made good on, when God did indeed, spare his life. What he wasn’t spared though were probably some of the most horrific and trying circumstances any human could endure. But, spared he was.

In reading the book, I was appalled and shocked at how many planes and crew were lost over the Pacific in the early days of the second world war. With technology still in its infancy, pilots often took to the air flying by the seats of their pants in planes held together with little more than baling wire hoping for the best.  Louie Zamperini was in a plane like that – a B-24 named the Green Hornet – a plane, he referred to as a musher.  Sent out with a group of men on a rescue mission, the Green Hornet ended up having to ditch into the sea becoming a rescue mission themselves.

In circumstances like that – who, wouldn’t have been praying? As they say, “there are no atheists in fox holes” – or, life rafts for that matter, I would guess.

So, if many prayers were offered up – yet, so few seemingly answered – why, we ask ourselves was Louie’s prayer answered while others may not have been – at least in the overt way that Louie’s was.

Meeting God half-way

Prayer (ours) and God’s response is of course up to and according to his sovereign will. But, I like to think of prayer as a partnership – one, in which God does the doing, while, we do the trusting. And, I use trusting in the active sense.  In other words, our faith that God does hear and will answer demonstrated by our action. The same way the Bible says that faith without works is dead for any living faith will spur action.

Action is the breath that lives within faith.

Even “be still and know that I am God” requires the action of being still. You see what I mean?  And, I believe that God finds delight in granting and answering those types of requests although he may not answer them in the way that we think or expect.

I have an anecdote of answered prayer that still amazes me. It’s quite simple really – yet, nonetheless, one that I look back on as quite extraordinary.

This took place a few years ago while I was living in Hawaii. In Hawaii and other tropical climates houses are not tightly sealed the way they are in colder climates and if you are not very careful and even if you are – rodents (large ones often come calling looking for a place to stay in and out of the rain.

One evening I had just came in from church. It was winter; cold and rainy out, I had just got something to eat, when I saw a very large and fast-moving object streak across the far side of the room. I was terrified for I knew immediately what it was – it was not just as mouse, oh no, but a very large rat! And, rats in that part of the world can be as big as house cats!  I was mortified and as a single woman living alone, I knew this was a problem I was going to have to deal with myself which made it even worse. Just the thought of it made me sick at my stomach. Having no one else to help me, I called on the one that I knew could – Jesus!

I had no idea how my prayer could or would be answered.  I mostly ask for the strength to deal with the situation and confessed how much I loathed having to deal with this vile and hapless creature.

I had a trap, but was not sure where best to place it, so I placed it at the bottom of the steps where I had prayed. I then placed a large trash bag beneath to catch any blood spatter that might occur and for ease in picking it up.  That was the part I dreaded most – picking up the carcass – having to see the large, bloody carcass of a rat, I had just killed.

I know that rats are smart and can be wary of traps so I was not sure how long this process might take. So, the next morning not knowing if I was successful or not I went to the top of my stairs and with trepidation peered down.. At the bottom of the stairs, I could see the plastic bag – but, there was no trap – no trap!  “Oh, my gosh”, I thought, “the rat must have been so big that it carried away the trap!”

Inching down the stairs (as if the rat was going to suddenly appear shaking his instrument of death at me) I could see as I got closer that the rat was still there. Strangely, all I could see was about an inch of it’s tail sticking out from the edge of the bag. Apparently when the trap snapped, it flipped in some way that brought the edge of the bag towards the center and over the rat covering the rat and the trap completely with the exception of that inch of tail which allowed me to gather up the whole thing without my ever having to see the dead and bloodied rat or the trap, so I could carry it to the trash.  Praise God!

I try to remember this story when I pray. I could have just sat, prayed and asked God to chase away the rat.. But, I didn’t. I did what I needed to do in setting the trap but, God understood that my greatest fear was not in catching the rat but, handling the rat itself …… and, praise his gracious and holy name  he took care of that for me superbly!

Prayer and our experience with it,  we must remember is very individual and works in tandem with God’s over all calling on our lives. It’s not a formula by any means and I don’t mean to imply otherwise in any way.  Was God that concerned for me and my rat or was he teaching me a greater lesson about trusting – demonstrating in a unique way that he does hear and answer prayer.

Strangely enough, while living in this same house two women – one to my immediate right and one to my immediate left both strong Christians and both in their forties developed colon cancer, one of which God has since graduated to heaven, the other still receiving treatment today.  And, I know oodles and oodles of people who were and are praying for them, including me.

How does this measure up against my experience with the rat or Louie’s desperate prayer aboard the raft?  I can’t say for sure, but I do know this –

prayer is a special privilege, the place where heaven and earth meet and we are blessed beyond all other living creatures to have this special relationship with God in which he chooses to partner with us.

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee” Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

Posted by: cindybythesea | January 14, 2015

New Evidence Regarding Samson’s Death

Originally posted on Archealogical Proof of the Bible:

One of my all-time favorite stories in the bible is the story of Samson and his struggles against the Philistines.  During the climax of the story it is said that Samson pulled down an entire temple. Very few people realize there have been major archaeological revelations recently regarding this Biblical story

A major turning point in Israel’s war against the Philistines was Samson’s death. He had been taken captive through the deception of Delilah. The Philistines gouged out his eyes and took him to Gaza, one of their main cities.

There they put him to work grinding grain in a prison. It has been discovered through archaeological findings that this type of prison was in reality a “grinding house.” One of the most time-consuming tasks in antiquity was the grinding of grain. This was a place where slaves and prisoners were put to work. The tools were simple hand grinding…

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Posted by: cindybythesea | January 14, 2015

Fast Food Generation

Don’t get me wrong, I love a nice hot, crisp French fry as much as the next guy (or girl in my case). In fact, there was a time in my life when any city with a plethora of fast food restaurants made me happier than the big red smile on Ronald McDonald’s face. I’ve since learned after packing on a number of pounds and huffing and puffing to bend over to tie my shoelaces that I needed to make some serious changes in my lifestyle and eating habits. It’s been a number of years ago, but, I dropped about 40 pounds and have kept it off by maintaining those lifestyle changes.

In case you are wondering, no,  I have not switched my blog to a health and exercise forum …. nor am I here to nag anyone about their eating habits. Rather, I have been thinking about the “fast food” approach most people take when it comes to their spiritual lives.

There is a fast food restaurant here that has been getting a make-over on the exterior of their building. It now looks a little more trendy, a little more friendly and a little more upscale. But, unless the menu inside has changed it’s still the same old, same old ….. last time I ate one of their products I had to wonder, where are they getting this stuff! The beef, if indeed it was beef tasted like cardboard. The same could be said for what many of us pass off as our spiritual diet. We consume it because its fast, easy, cheap and sometimes even tastes good – or at least smothered in enough condiments that you can’t tell the difference. But is it good for us?

When you think about this in spiritual terms, how many of us want to run in and out of the door with God. A drive-through relationship centered more about what we want from God than what he wants from us. We pull up to the menu board, punch in or voice our selection and then pull forward – voila!  Done. Instant gratification!

We do this in a number of ways. Maybe we seek out spiritual leaders who offer the feel good approach but, very little substance in their spiritual teaching, shallow and without the depth that should lead us into a deeper relationship with God and a closer walk with Jesus. Maybe we’re part of a religious organization that provides us with a sense of community but, whose teachings are aberrant from the Bible or maybe, we have a self designed God, who functions more in our lives like Santa Claus, the good fairy or a genie, who never requires anything from us but simply exists for those times when we need to pull something out of the bottle quick!

There was a time when the majority of the nation revered the Bible and churches were full with people hungry to hear the word of God. This served as a strong foundation for families and for the culture. But, today with our fast food spiritual mentality, we see society crumbling and in disarray in almost every arena. Therefore, it might be a good time at the start of this new year to take inventory on our spiritual condition.

Are we where we need to be or want to be in our relationship with Jesus? Do we even know him as Lord and King?

Something to think about.

Yes, we are a fast food generation physically and spiritually speaking and like the fast, easy food we consume, it will kill you …. it’s a slow kill, yes …. but, still …. the effect is the same.

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee” Psalm 122:6


Posted by: cindybythesea | January 10, 2015

Does Anyone Really Know What Time It Is?

As I was thinking about today’s post, the words to this rock and roll hit from 1970 came to mind.

Does anybody really know what time it is? Does anybody really care?

Recorded by the band Chicago on January 27/30, 1969, it was released in 7” format October 1970 and was the bands third hit single, following “25 or 6 to 4” and  “Make Me Smile“.

Interesting, the word, “Listen” is part of the album cover and the title to the song on the flip side of the record.

The subject matter of today’s post came after watching a video of the Jim Bakker show on a posting from Gardengirl at Running from Babylon. If you have not seen today’s post, I strongly encourage you to do so and be sure to watch the video – or at least the first 15 minutes of it. You will be amazed!  You can find it here:

Apparently, a cow was born in Pennsylvania on September 25th of this year with the number 7 clearly marked across its face. And, while, it can be fun to find unusual markings on farm animals and other pets this I believe was something else for the story made headlines on September 26 – the first day of the Shemitah year -which is of course, the 7th year and a very important year on God’s prophetic calendar.

Here the calf affectionately known as baby Ben can plainly be seen with the number 7 emblazoned across his face.

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I find it interesting that the cow was given the name Ben for Benjamin was the baby brother of Joseph in the Bible who interpreted Pharoah’s dream regarding the 7 fat cows, and the 7 lean cows indicating the severe famine that would soon strike Egypt.

And, Baby Ben is the name of an alarm clock. Appropriate, I believe in understanding that God is giving us warning of what time it is and what we can expect.

In searching for images, I found only one that had the name Baby Ben attached to the clock – and, guess what – the hands on this clock point to of all things – midnight!

I tell you, you just can’t make this stuff up. It seems to me that God is pulling out all of the stops to warn us of what is coming this year – the year of the Shemitah, the year of the blood moons, the tetrads.

In closing today’s post. I would encourage you to listen to the video on the Running From Babylon link. It will be helpful in understanding why God seems to be pulling out all the stops to warn us for what is coming this year  – a year unlike any other – for the Shemitah year ends on September 13 and 15 days later, the last blood moon – the completion of the 2014/2015 tetrad.

What may happen between then and now may be the most important of our lives.

“Does anyone really know what time it is? Does anyone really care?”


Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee.”  Psalm : 122:6

Posted by: cindybythesea | January 8, 2015

I AM MAN – the Tragedy of the Paris Shootings

Today these words “Je Suis Charlie” were said, tweeted or photographed hundreds if not thousands of times around the world in response to the tragic shootings in Paris today. Tragically twelve individuals lost their lives at the hands of Islamic extremists who took it upon themselves to defend the honor of Allah by killing those who (in their opinion) had disgraced the prophet Mohammed by satirizing him in their publication Charlie Hebdo.

I find it interesting that the words “Je Suis Charlie” have become the rallying point for showing support for France and the individuals who lost their lives –  for the words, Je Suis Charlie –  “I am Charlie” could also be rendered, ” I am man” for the name Charlie is a derivative of the name Charles which means “man”.

And by these words, the world declares their solidarity and identification with (the slain individuals) –  for every man (it might be said) is Charlie.

There are no coincidences or accidents (in my opinion) when it comes to major end time events. The words, “I am man” reverberating around the world is not without significance.  For the solidarity shown to Charlie Hebdo who routinely blaspheme not only Islam but Christianity reflects I believe, the cynical, satirical and rebellious state of (not only the magazine) but mankind in general at this particular point in time.  For “I AM” is the name for our most holy God – and not the name of man.

Of course, it can be said that those showing solidarity with the magazine do not necessarily endorse the contents buts rather their right to expression and I understand that. And, I am in no way suggesting that the slain individuals deserved their fate for they knew the risk they were taking by provoking Islam. What is sadder by far is the rejection of the one for whom they must now stand before and give account. And, the words “I AM  MAN” –  as they will find – just won’t cut it.

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Posted by: cindybythesea | January 7, 2015

2015 – And, the Road Ahead

The start of a new year is always an exciting and interesting time and even more so when you consider prophetically speaking. And, never more so than now. I cannot remember when I have looked at a new year with as much anticipation. This year, I believe is going to shape up to be one of the greatest in the history of prophetic fulfillment since the nation of Israel was re-born in 1948 and Jerusalem was returned to Jewish control in 1967.

Yesterday, January 5 was the mid-point between the tetrads. We are now more than half way towards their prophetic fulfillment. Indicative, I believe that we are set on a course that cannot be changed – locked in place – you might say, headed towards the soon and final fulfillment of God’s prophetic plan and the soon coming of Jesus.

As we say goodbye to 2014, the stage is set. Bias against Christians is at an all time high. Anti-Semitism is on the rise. Weather changes, earthquakes, and extreme violence indicate the road ahead is going to be a rough one. And, the temple in Jerusalem is near ready and just waiting to be rebuilt. The world is on the threshold of chaos and darkness and for those who do not know Christ it will be a perplexing and fearful time as everything known is about to be shaken. There is no firm foundation outside Jesus Christ.

But, for those of us who do know Christ we take encouragement from these words:

“But, I trust in your O Lord; I say, you are my God. My times are in your hands” 

As I close this short post, I want to wish you all well. May the hand of God’s blessing and protection be on you and your families and we enter this most momentous of years. Keeping your eyes on Jesus the author and finisher of our faith – for he is coming soon!  Cindy

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Posted by: cindybythesea | November 3, 2014

Of Hope and a Future

I like this photo. The image of Jesus reaching out to us.  His obvious kindness and compassion revealed in just this one gesture.  I’ve been thinking about the Brittany Maynard story all day and feel sad that her young life came to an end in the way that it did. Sadder by far though that the hand extended to her by Jesus was as far as I know never accepted.  I’ve been reading the comments regarding her story and they range from compassionate to defensive (on her behalf) against anyone, who would suggest that perhaps she did not make the best decision. As I’ve thought about her story a few things come to mind that I would like to share with you my readers.

Some of the criticism levied at Brittany was centered around her decision to take her own life – essentially committing suicide. But, in Brittany’s own words and in her mind the disease process was already killing her. She was simply taking charge over what according to her physicians was already inevitable. If she was going to die, she preferred that it be on her terms  – in her own way. To her it felt good to take charge over a situation that seemed hopeless and out of control.

For us as believers this can be a little hard to understand but, we have to remember that the worldview of an unbeliever is entirely different from ours. They are peering from out of darkness into darkness where we are standing in the light. What I mean to say is that it is important to understand why some people make the decisions they do. For one thing, they simply see no way out.  Their minds cannot conceive beyond what they have been told – what the experts say are pre-determined for them. Feeling boxed in and closed in –  they make a decision that they have been led to feel is inevitable anyway.  Does it take a lot of courage? I would say yes, that it does. It can’t be easy making a decision like that. But, was it really necessary? In the end was it really the best decision one could have made? As a Christian, I would have to say no.

It saddens us because as believers we know that with God anything is possible.  And, when unbelievers pre-empt God by making final and irreversible decisions they are essentially robbing themselves of what God could and would do in their lives.  Yes, would do!   That’s not to say that Brittany would have been healed – though, she might have been.  But now, because of her decision, we will  never know. But, even if she had not. She missed out on so much. For one, she missed out on knowing that even in suffering that Jesus was with her every step of the way. She missed out on feeling his presence and his love, she missed out on the comfort afforded by ministering angels who that at the moment of death would have shepherded her in to the loving and waiting arms of the Savior who would welcome her home and most of all, she missed out on knowing that she was not alone. She also missed out on knowing that even in suffering there is blessing in life – both for ourselves and others.  For God allows nothing in our lives which is outside the realm of his purpose.

Suicide is a terrible thing. Not because it condemns one to hell – our sin and rejection of Jesus condemns us to hell –  but, because it robs the individual of the opportunity to see and experience the love of Jesus, the faithfulness of the Father and the comfort and hope in knowing that when all is said and done – it is the Father, who holds our lives in his hand – and it is he who has the last say over our lives – not the physicians and other well-meaning (or not) organizations that would tell us otherwise.

Following the death of Ms Maynard, we are likely to see the right to die movement push ahead with legislation to legalize the same in all 50 states. It’s a slippery slope in my opinion and one that will lead a culture already steeped in death towards more of the same. For if suffering (or the perceived suffering) of the individual is the criteria there is not much that would not fall under that umbrella – for it is entirely subjective.  Depressed?  End your suffering.  Chronic pain? End your suffering.  Limited abilities or physical impairment?  End your suffering.  Poor quality of life?  End your suffering.  Unhappy? End your suffering.  You get the picture. But, God –

God always tells us to choose life!  For God is not the God of the impossible, but the possible!  May we never give in to those who would tell us there is no hope and no future. For this is what the Bible says, this is what God has promised:

“For I know the plans I have for you”  declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future”  Jeremiah 29:11

And, to that I say, amen and amen!

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy








Posted by: cindybythesea | November 3, 2014

Hell – 0 – ween, the un-holiest of nights

Halloween has come and gone for another year and I for one am glad.  The constant barrage of witches, ghosts, goblins and ghouls in an attempt to sell costumes, candy and more is now relegated to the discount table pushed aside for the more wholesome fare of turkey’s, stuffing and pumpkin pie.

When I was a kid, Halloween used to be one of my favorite times of the years. I used to love getting on a costume and heading out to the local school carnival, where we would bob for apples, ring toss, cake walk, eat chili and just have an all around good time. Afterwards, coats bundled over costumes we would trick or treat at our grandparents house and a few neighbors along the street. It truly felt like innocent fun. Today, I know that even back then, it was far from innocent for the roots of Halloween have always been steeped in the occult and in fact, originated there.  What many people don’t realize today or perhaps refuse to recognize is that Halloween today resembles very little the Halloween they remember from their childhoods. What was then a night of mischief and fun is now a night of open and perverse evil.  Exposed for what it really is – hell-o-ween, the un-holiest of nights.

Every year, Halloween becomes more bizarre – more over the top.  Costumes today seem to be designed to provoke a response as adults revel in the opportunity to express alter-egos with costumes ranging from titillating to lewd,  ghoulish to macabre.  And, if these crazy costumes were not enough, people now want the props to go with them!   Just a short walk around my neighborhood on late afternoon Halloween was a real eye opener for me.  The money and work some people went to in order to create a “good scare” was as amazing as it was appalling.  Here is some of what I saw:

One house had a giant inflatable cat on the roof of the house which looked down on the yard turning its head back and forth looking as though it were ready to pounce on an unsuspecting victim.

One yard had probably close to a dozen life-size ghouls standing in clusters about the yard – skull like faces draped in long robes surrounded by a bevy of graveyard themed objects.  Can you imagine bringing a group of young children to this doorway on a dark windy night – for the innocent “fun” of trick or treating.  Do these people think or care that Halloween is supposedly for children. No, they are more interested in creating their own personal “nightmare of elm” street – it seems.

Not to be outdone- the neighbor along with his ghosts and ghouls had a bloody and dismembered head tied to a rope attached to the bumper of his car. 

A few houses over – a 12 foot tall or more inflatable grim reaper complete with sickle and a host of dismembered heads mounted on short sticks which lined the walk way to the house.  Yes, kids this looks like fun! 

Coffins in yards, grave stones, and apparitions swaying in the wind.  One home owner had even constructed a mini town of the old west complete with jail and saloon and a body swinging from a gallows.

And, all of this – within a three or four blocks from my home.  Unbelievable!  What did I miss from around town that I didn’t see?  Oh, the extreme haunted houses – yes, you’ve read about those – people by the hundreds, even the thousands paying good money to strip down to their underwear (in some cases) and be subjected to hands-on simulated torture for hours on end.  What’s next – real torture,  death – even perhaps?  Oh, but its just for fun …. yeah, right!

I work night shift in a long term care facility ( which I have done off and on for many, many years) and, just after midnight on Halloween the other night, we had a number of incidents that were frightening and unexplainable enough for me to gather my co-workers together for prayer against the entities that were manifesting that night.  I’m not a nervous Nellie and have never really encountered anything quite like this in my years of working night shift – but, when this happened, I knew exactly what was going on.  My co-workers were very freaked out and did not hesitate one iota when I suggested joining hands for prayer.  I would like to say that was the end of it but, last night there was more of the same.  Continued prayer in the name of Jesus and by his blood is the only way to eradicate these unwelcome guests. Unfortunately, people and organizations like the one I work for unwittingly invite these forces in by decorating with goblins, ghouls, spiderwebs, black cats and more.  These entities are always looking a doorway and a host – sadly (and stupidly) we often provide them just that.

I know many Christians who remain comfortable with Halloween sticking to their beliefs that it is harmless fun for kids and adults.  I’m not out to change anyone’s opinion. That is between them and the Lord. But, for me, it is something that I cannot participate in anymore.  The roots of Halloween which have always been in the dark realm are expressing themselves must more openly in these last days. .  It never was innocent fun …. not really. It has always been anti-God, anti-Christ and anti-the good news of the gospel.  Instead of celebrating and welcoming the one who has over come death – we have become a culture of death. In fact, people today surround themselves with it.  They are in for a rude surprise.

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy


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