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I once over heard a man say-“There are no coincidences. There are only minor miracles.”
We hear about miracles from time to time. A miraculous recovery or escape from sure harm. Many, if not most of us, have experienced a dramatic providential event that can be called a ‘miracle’.
These miracles are easily recognizable and usually undeniable. Receiving help, comfort, and strength in this way can help us to feel gratitude.
But, I came to realize, that if we always have an attitude of gratitude, we will see the miraculous hand of God working in our lives everyday. There really are no coincidences.
In 2005, barely a month after Hurricane Katrina devastated New Orleans, the weather folks had more bad news- Hurricane Rita was coming to town. The weather folks had been dead-on with Katrina- almost magically predicting it would hit New Orleans before it had even hit Florida and entered the Gulf. And sure enough it did.
So when they said Rita, was going to roll into the mid- Texas coast as a cat 4 or 5, people took it serious. Like 5 million people serious loaded up and began hitting the road at the same time. Our adventure through that ordeal showed me that indeed the miracles of God, big and small, are there if we will only see them.
We had decided to go to my wife’s grandmothers house, which was about a three hour drive inland. My mother in law and oldest daughter decided to leave the evening before, going to head up 288 and 45, but returned later because her air conditioner started acting up. So they rode with us up Hwy 36 the next morning.
Traffic wasn’t bad for a bit, then it got progressively worse. Soon we were crawling up the road in the Texas heat. When we got to Wallis, our group spotted a Dollar General and, over my objections, decided to stop in.
After the shopping trip, we resumed the crawl up the road. After several hours on the road, the little Ford Escort I had driven was getting low on gas. All the stations we had passed were predictably sold out. As we neared Bellville, just as we were approaching a convenience store, here came a gasoline truck.
After filling up both vehicles, we found that the long day on the hot road had weakened the battery on the minivan and it wouldn’t start. We didn’t have cables. I ran into the store, which looked like it had been raided by a mob which it had, and asked the lady where the jumper cables were. She laughed. “If there was any, they would be on that shelf” she pointed.
She was right. There was nothing on the shelf. Then, I saw a red wire sticking out behind some sacks of charcoal. It was jumper cables, a thin cheap pair, but they worked.
At 1 in the morning, we crawled into Brenham, 13 hours longer than it normally takes. After we got past 290, I spotted a little parking lot by a soccer field. We were exhausted, and we pulled in to rest. After about hour, we decided to head back out. The battery was completely dead, and the little cheap cables couldn’t get it.
We had passed a Walmart on the other side of 290 so I decided to go back into the chaos to get a battery. When I got to the Walmart, the Red Cross had set up a center in the parking lot. I estimated there was about three thousand people there. I went to the restroom and it looked like there had been three thousand people in there. I looked around and caught a glimpse of what it is to be a refugee.
In the automotive section, there was ONE battery on the shelf. I didn’t know if it would fit the van, they come in different sizes, but there was no others to choose from anyways.
It was the right battery, and we hit the road. Somehow, surreally, there was hardly any traffic the rest of the way. We came across a country store that hadn’t even been affected, filled up and got snacks. As we neared Crockett, we crossed over I45. I looked down and saw a parking lot. Traffic was stopped. People were milling around.
We rolled into grandma’s at 6:30 in the morning, 21 hours after leaving on a trip that normally takes 3 hours.
I could have slept all day, but I woke up after a couple of hours and felt like I should go fill up the vehicles, even though they were still not too low. I thought maybe I was concerned about the storm knocking out power.
Rita took a turn east and weakened greatly. She made landfall in Louisiana as a cat 2.
Later that evening I went to the store to get some milk, and the mobs from 45 had found Crockett. There wasn’t a thing left, including gas. I saw a little girl run up to the cashier with a crushed ripped loaf of bread, ecstatic she had found it. I walked outside and saw a man standing by his car at the empty gas pumps, weeping.
I knew the miraculous hand of God had brought us here, watching and directing the whole way. How many coincidences had there been? The gas truck, jumper cables and battery were obvious, but there was so many others.
My mother in law’s car a/c. If it hadn’t broke, they would’ve been in that 45 parking lot. People died, were victimized, and never got where they were going on that road.
The pit stop at Dollar General. If we hadn’t stopped there for 30 minutes, we would have missed the gas truck later. And even though it wasn’t life or death, without my waking up with an obsession to get gas, it could have been days until we could have gone home.
I think the biggest miracle of all was the storm weakening and turning. It could’ve been a tragedy of historic proportions if a category 5 hurricane had followed the predicted track and rolled up on the millions of people stranded on the roads.
Keep your eyes and ears open. Don’t give up on the miracle before it happens. Know that God is ready to perform that miracle, no matter how small, when you need it.
There are no coincidences.
It was just another day, a day like any other, the day the Flood came.
Not that it was a good day. There hadn’t been a good day in a very long time.
Matthew 24:37-39: As the days of Noah were, so shall also the coming of the Son of Man be. For as in the days that were before the flood they were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, until the day that Noe [Noah] entered into the ark, and knew not until the flood came, and took them all away; so shall also the coming of the Son of Man be.
Two previously separated civilizations have intersected. It is a New Age. A New World Order.
We know that the Kingdom of Cain had developed highly skilled craftsmen, particularly in metalworking, industry, and entertainment.
The sons of God community were religious, educated, and enlightened. Both nations were so successful that men began to ‘spread across the face of the earth.’ There is one thing about that Age that did make it unique- the freakishly long lifespans.
Think about the effect such a thing would have on you personally. How would you like to be a hundred years old- with all the wisdom, experience, and accumulated knowledge- in a twenty year old body? We would be unstoppable. Those cats back then was living 700, 800, 900+ years. And there would be multiple generations of similar people all around you. The results would be exponential. Such a group of people could theoretically become highly advanced in very short order.
Engineers, scientists, educators, farmers, and Judges could all have become very skilled and proficient at their trades. So could pedophiles, robbers, and murderers. Sorcerors, cheats, and liars. Gypsies, tramps, and thieves. Powerful men of renown.
With the combined knowledge, resources, and wealth of two cultures, the leaders of the New World Order were prominent men of fame- the stars of the New Age. (Genesis 6:4)
Fame and fortune. Wealth and prosperity. Materialism and entertainment. Power.
The New World prospered. But, there was a problem.
Having already compromised their values in marrying outside the faith, reconciling the difference in morals and values becomes a way of compromise, rather than the way of steadfast faith. The material benefits and prosperity began to overshadow the old stodgy traditions. Soon enough, the new way had no place for the ways of old.
“The Lord God of these backwards people would have you living in animal skins chasing sheep around!” was likely the mock the remnant of believers heard. After hearing this day after day, they probably thought things like, “Look at what the world has become! Things could not be more grand. Look at all the things a person may have today.”
There are cycles of an empire. Some empires last awhile, but they always follow an identical path of enlightenment, prosperity, expansion, apathy, corruption, collapse. It could be called the cycles of prosperity.
It is a predictable path followed by individual people and the systems put in place by groups of people. We lean on God when we need him, and forget about him when we don’t. That’s why it’s hard for a rich man to get into heaven.
Having drawn everyone in, the turning away was universal. It was global. The Light was gone.
Genesis 6:3- And the Lord said, My spirit shall not always strive with man, for that he also is flesh: yet his days shall be an hundred and twenty years. 5- And God saw that the wickedness of man was great in the earth, and that every imagination of the thoughts of his heart was only evil continually. 6- And it repented the Lord that he had made man on the earth, and it grieved him at his heart. 7- And the Lord said, I will destroy man whom I have created from the face of the earth; both man, and beast, and the creeping thing, and the fowls of the air; for it repenteth me that I have made them. 11- The earth also was corrupt before God, and the earth was filled with violence. 12- And God looked upon the earth, and, behold, it was corrupt; for all flesh had corrupted his way upon the earth. 13- And God said unto Noah, The end of all flesh is come before me; for the earth is filled with violence through them; and, behold, I will destroy them with the earth.
“My Spirit will not always strive with man”- is a powerful statement. God is not going to fight us to force us do the right thing. That would not be fair. Not unless you want to let the full supernatural strength of Satan loose, to fight you, to force you to do the wrong thing- to do his will. God will work with you, He will fight FOR you, he will strongly encourage you, he will never give up on you- but he cannot make you do it.
The great wickedness the people fell into was offensive to God. Because every thought of their hearts was to do evil continually, they were mocking God, defying God. They were making a mockery of the atonement. The limit was announced- 120 years of this remains. Men are all about the flesh and nothing about the Spirit.
When I was young, I used to feel bad when I did something wrong because I was causing more suffering for Jesus. He paid the price for all sin- past, present, and future. I think there may be something to that notion. God is not going to suffer forever that people should blatantly and un-apologetically place more grief and pain on His Son. They would continue to place more and more suffering upon the Savior with no intention of ever redeeming the price He would pay. God is not mocked.
Hosea 4:1-3 There is no truth or mercy or knowledge of God in the land. By swearing and lying, killing and stealing and committing adultery, they break all restraint, with bloodshed upon bloodshed. Therefore the land will mourn; and everyone who dwells there will waste away.
There was an exception, and a remnant, as we know:
Genesis 6: 8-10 8 But Noah found grace in the eyes of the Lord. 9 These are the generations of Noah: Noah was a just man and perfect in his generations, and Noah walked with God. 10 And Noah begat three sons, Shem, Ham, and Japheth.
The ark- the link between the Creation and the reset- was Noah’s task in the time remaining. He continued to preach, as was his calling, while he completed the Ark.
Then came the day, the day that the wicked perceived to be like any other day:
“The end of all flesh is come before me; Come thou and all thy house into the ark”
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It is reported that Senator McCain is nearing the end. There will be all sorts of tributes and documentaries to “The Maverick”. The Hero. Since it is gauche to speak negatively about somebody after they have passed, let me present my tribute to John McLame, RINO extraordinaire and disgraceful ‘hero’ now.
I do not like John McCain. To me, he epitomizes crooked politician. In researching McCain for this post- as I began the search for citations/verifications- I discovered another world that shouldn’t have surprised me: internet information campaigns and profile management. Money buys the best lawyers and money buys the best web presence. Or, in other words:
You WILL NOT disparage a member of the Deep State- at least, not by utilizing mainstream establishment sources.
If you go on the internet, you will find there are two McCains:
1- Senator John McCain, R-Arizona, 2008 Republican presidential nominee, Navy Officer and Vietnam war veteran and former POW, “Maverick”. Beloved and respected. This McCain can be found on Wikipedia and every other mainstream media sources.
2- “Wet-start Johnny” McLame, RINO, President of the Deep State, military/industrial gangsta. This McLame can be found on page 5 or 6 of your search, or with more specific search terms. Reviled and exposed. This story is discredited, belittled, and ignored. If, however, you learn the truth and then go back to MSM sources, you can clearly see where the narrative is a gloss-over or strong-handed propaganda.
Since the official narrative is readily available, let me present the narrative that is not so much, but one that is more realistic and consistent with what we know about John McCain:
McCain’s father and grandfather were both 4-star Admirals, equivalent to 4-star General. He didn’t share their discipline or aptitude, being a classic under-achieving party boy- at the Naval Academy he graduated 894 out of 899. Future presidential material for sure.
After crashing three multi–million dollar jets, McCain eventually was able to be trained as a functional pilot. He was assigned to the USS Forrestal, an aircraft carrier off the coast of Vietnam.
It was here that McCain earned the nickname “Wet-start Johnny”. A ‘wet-start’ was an unsafe discharge of fuel vapor the pilot would release prior to firing up the jets. The result would be a fire ball blasting out. A ‘hot-dog’ technique. What an immature jerk would do.
On July 29, 1967 a mishap on the flight deck caused a massive fire and explosion that killed over 130 and injured another 160 more. The fire took over a day to put out and crippled the carrier. The cause of the fire is supposedly fairly well-documented, an electrical short causing a missile to misfire, but it is interesting that out of all the sailors aboard the carrier that day- suspicion would fall only on Wet-start Johnny. Telling, in fact. Even though it was all hands on deck to fight the massive fire, McLame retreated to the bridge and watched the tragedy on the ships’ monitors.
The next day, with the fire still raging, McLame left the ship for some ‘much needed R&R’ shoreside. He never returned to the Forrestal.
Wet-start Johnny was next assigned to the USS Oriskany. After less than two months, he was shot down and captured. It was rumored that he was flying below the 19000 foot ceiling that had been established for pilot safety.
There is no glamorizing the five years he spent as a POW. I don’t dare belittle that or minimize the trauma and the ordeal.
The problem is McCain himself. He would often use the incident as a way to evoke sympathy and guilt in others, a classless exploitation.
And his favorite story that we only have his word for, about refusing to be released without his men, defies logic. As he tells it, the North Vietnamese figured out he was an Admirals son, and worked out a deal for his release. The deal was scuttled when McLame informed his captors that he was calling the shots, and he wasn’t going anywhere without his men.
His captors, the vicious and merciless North Vietnamese, relented and acquiesced to Wet-start Johnny and called off the deal. There’s no telling what else he made them do while he was there.
After McLame made it home, his first wife was injured in a car accident, and he divorced her soon thereafter.
He remarried a rich beer distributorship heiress. After three terms in Congress from 1982-87, he got elected to the US Senate in 1987 and shortly thereafter was already embroiled in scandal- the Keating Five.
Notice the drastic difference in the narratives in the press releases of the day and Wikipedia.
In short, McLame and four other Senators on the finance oversight committee took payoffs from Keating and looked the other way. Nobody went to jail. The four Democrats and Wet-start Johnny were cleared by the Senate ethics committee.
He was just getting started. After his involvement in the Keating Five, ‘the Maverick” continued, throughout his career, to show his affinity for gang affiliation.
Gang of eight, gang of fourteen.
He ran a pitiful presidential campaign in 2008, and then betrayed his running mate- Sarah Palin- ever since.
Wet-start Johnny never saw a war he didn’t like. He is a bitter unforgiving dude. Most troubling of all, is the recent revelations of is involvement with Muslim extremists.
I believe John McCain knows he is going to hell. I think he believes when he gets there he will watch the proceedings on the monitor while he sips champagne with the ‘big guy’ in the air conditioning.
Recently John Brennan, James Comey, and Wet-start Johnny all sent out the same tweet. Coincidence?
The Enemy is here. Stand your ground.
Romans 8:31- What shall we then say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us?
The Adversary moves amongst us, moves against us. Don’t back down.
Ephesians 6:12- For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.
This is a spiritual battle. It is the one that counts. Everyday the spirit of the ruler tells us lies, provokes our anger, torments our souls. It says: Pacify me.
Ecclesiastes 10:4- If the spirit of the ruler rise up against thee, leave not thy place; for yielding pacifieth great offences.
In the spiritual battle, your values, beliefs, and morals are your place. Your relationship with God is your place.
You will be asked to leave your place daily. There are subtle little urgings to accept things we shouldn’t. To participate in things we don’t agree with. Go with the flow, take a step away from your place.
There are pressures and demands on all of us to compromise, look the other way, grab the loot, keep a secret. Turn away from your place.
Matthew 6:21- For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.
Where is your treasure? Where is your place?
You might have to leave your house, but don’t leave your place with God. Stand your ground.
No matter where you go, you are still there.
Ephesians 6:11- Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.
Put on the whole armor. Stand your ground.
Paul gave us a very important warning about falling for propaganda- spiritual propaganda:
2 Timothy 4:3-4- For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine; but after their own lusts shall they heap to themselves teachers, having itching ears;
And they shall turn away their ears from the truth, and shall be turned unto fables.
It could happen to you. It DID happen to me.
I have been blessed to work alot of night shifts through the years. There is a radio show I call “the Spaceship Show”, it’s actually called Coast to Coast AM. They do have a good guest from time to time, but most of it is entertainment for a long night.
One night, I found myself enthralled with a fellow named Steve Quayle. He seemed to have knowledge unlimited and spoke about Biblical things in a way I had never heard before. He spoke on fallen angels, Giants, hybrids, and Nephilim, and all sorts of fascinating esoteric tales I had never heard before.
Soon this path led to others like Stan Deyo and LA Marzulli, just to name a couple. They knew about Watchers, Hybrids, portals, and Nephilim. Especially the Nephilim. I felt dumb for being so ignorant, thrilled I had found these hidden treasures.
Mr. Quayles’ website prominently proclaims the theme of his work- Genesis 6.
In summary, the narrative is this: After Creation, God placed a squadron of angels- Watchers- to assist and monitor men. These Watchers- the Genesis ‘sons of God’- noticed the ‘daughters of men’ were attractive and started having sexual relations with them. The daughters were impregnated and their children were the Giants- the Nephilim.
These Nephilim, being half angel, had supernatural attributes, especially massive size. Eventually they got so powerful and evil, performing weird science experiments on animals and people until everything was corrupted, eating everything in sight including people- that God had no choice but to flood the Earth to get rid of them.
I never knew all this amazing stuff.
Because it’s not in the Bible.
Genesis 6:4- There were giants in the earth in those days; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown.
So what does that say about Giants? They were around in those days. That’s it. It doesn’t say where they came from or what they did.
Oh, and they were still around when the sons of God began inter-marrying with unbelievers.
So wherefore comes all this knowledge of the Nephilim? From the “lost” Book of Enoch.
The Book of Enoch is allegedly authored by the seventh from Adam- Enoch who was taken up. To better understand the new knowledge I had been blessed with, I read the book. Even upon the recommendation of Steve Quayle, it seemed weird to me. I ignored the strangeness and accepted the new perspective. So smart was I and enlightened.
This new path I had chosen led down a rabbit-hole. A dark one. My new prophet Steve Quayle was frequently on internet radio shows like Dave Hodge’s Commonsense Show and the Hagmann Report from the father and son investigative team of that surname.
I soon entered the world of Nephilim, Jade Helm, schemitah, CERN, Blood Moons, martial law, hybrids, the days of Noah, Nibirhu. I found friends on Facebook who believed in these things as well. I developed a vigilant routine that involved nearly constant monitoring of webcasts, Facebook posts, website updates. All things were coming together- pointing to an apocalyptic events coming soon.
In May 2015, I was separated from my job. By now everyone had begun to focus on September 2015. Significant events had brought the focus to the latter part of that month. Knowing that in just a scant four months I would be living off the land after the EMP attack from the North Korean killer satellite, or living in a FEMA camp, or dead- I was content to collect unemployment and prep.
I dug a big hole in my backyard for a catfish pond with a shovel, built a chicken coop, expanded the vegetable garden. I fretted at all the things I still needed to do. I monitored the websites, webcasts, radio shows, Facebook. I worked frantically around the house. The BIG event was coming.
When I awakened early on September 3rd or 4th, I could hear a still small voice in my mind:
I did not send them.
I knew who ‘them’ was. I turned away from their websites and webcasts. I turned away from Facebook. A new peace immediately came upon me. Soon, this decision was confirmed through the ministry and investigative work of two websites I follow and enjoy very much- Omegashock and Tracking the Leopard Meroz and others.
Mr. Quayle and Mr. Hagmann began promoting a fraud named “V the Guerilla Economist”. “V” was eventually exposed as a fraud- and in the aftermath- Mr. Quayle exposed himself to be a fraud as well:
In retrospect, I am not proud of that time. But I learned a valuable lesson, and I came out relatively unscathed- I re-entered the workforce and was able to get caught up with a little help. Many people- some I know personally- were not as lucky. Some lost a lot.
Why did it happen? Because I wanted it to. I had itching ears and I turned my heart to fables. I would not endure sound doctrine.
I was given the opportunity to repent and turn back to the truth:
2 Timothy 2:26- And that they may recover themselves out of the snare of the devil, who are taken captive by him at his will.
Looking back, I see that the snares of the devil are very clever and diverse. I looked at Mr. Quayle’s website while writing this for the first time in years, and a site I once viewed as enlightening now looks to me like an internet flea market- a website bazaar plastered over with pseudo-Christian fear porn.
Mr. Quayle has stated more than once that he had a face-to face meeting with Jesus himself. I will not comment on such things, keeping in mind Mark 9:39, but it does seem strange to me that such a meeting resulted in an exhortation to spread the urgent message about Giants, hybrids, and gold and silver.
The real foundation of Nephilim, Inc. is the fake scripture Book of Enoch. It is Harry Potter and The Lords of the Rings somebody tried to write in pseudo-Biblical style. Very entertaining. Not profitable. Unless you write books about it:
The Book of Enoch attacks the deity of God by suggesting that unbeknownst and unforeseen to an omniscient and omnipresent God, these angels had sex with women and brought into place the Nephilim. This apparently went on under God’s nose for quite awhile until:
The Book attacks scripture by saying that rather than the rebellion of sinful man, the Flood came about as the only way an omnipotent God could rid the world of the Nephilim.
And according to Steve Quayle and other adulterers like him, this still didn’t do the job because the Nephilim came back- and will again.
Adulterers? Yes. Because they adulterate the Word of God!
What’s funny is ye olde Book of Enoch invalidates itself: Enoch 69:8-12- 8- …And the fourth was named Penemue: he taught the 9- children of men the bitter and the sweet, and he taught them all the secrets of their wisdom. And he instructed mankind in writing with ink and paper, and thereby many sinned from eternity to 10- eternity and until this day. For men were not created for such a purpose, to give confirmation 11- to their good faith with pen and ink. For men were created exactly like the angels, to the intent that they should continue pure and righteous, and death, which destroys everything, could not have taken hold of them, but through this their knowledge they are perishing, and through this power 12- it is consuming me.
So, by putting paper and ink together and writing the Book of Enoch- Enoch sinned. And yet he was still lifted up. Huh.
Writing is not a sin. I would be willing to bet that Enoch did write a book- as did probably all the patriarchs before the flood as they did after the flood. But it wasn’t this Book of Enoch. In the same way there is no Book of Seth or Book of Adam or Book of Lamech- everything was destroyed in the flood.
The story of the first people was originally given to Moses by God. There is a lot there to learn and understand. For fans of the supernatural- there is a lot of that there too without adding sensationalism. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.
There are all sorts of fables in the churches today- what does the ‘Days of Noah’ mean? God will bless you financially, the Rapture.
Beware false prophets!
They are ravenous wolves that will eat you up.
Like a Nephilim.
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People get compared to inanimate objects- like rocks, wind, and fire crackers- depending on the type of person you are. Lug nuts.
Jesus told believers that they were candles and salt.
But regardless of personality type or spiritual affiliation, one thing that everyone can be described as is a bridge.
You, me, all of us are a bridge between those that have gone before, and those that come after. YOU are the link between your parents and grandparents, and your children and grandchildren.
That is how traditions and values are passed from generation to generation. It is a key factor in societal stability.
A good bridge will strengthen the links between generations. All the good things should be brought across the bridge. All bad things should be blocked from crossing.
What kind of bridge are you? Do you bring all the good things you can across? Do you actively stop all the bad things from making it over? Break bad cycles?
Some people have blocked off one side of the bridge. Sometimes that is necessary. Pray for wisdom to know if you should.
Some people have blocked both sides. Some have a treacherous hole in the middle.
Is your bridge safe and open?
Bridges are a part of every journey. One generation can follow the next down the good road. Raging waters and deep ravines can be traversed safely.
We are all a bridge, connecting our past with our future. Linking our families together, our parents with our children.
Bring every good thing across. Leave the junk behind. Always be open.
A bridge is a terrible thing to burn.
“Surround yourself with successful people.” “Pick the winners” “If you sleep with dogs you wake up with fleas” These are all expressions we’ve heard intended to emphasize the importance of realizing the influence others can have on us. It is a lesson that the first people didn’t learn.
While the city of Cain grew in the East, back in Adamville, the good guys began to learn the ways of the Lord.
John 1:12- But as many as received him, to them gave he power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on his name:
The early believers called upon the name of the Lord (Genesis 4:26). From Genesis 5: They were blessed with a line of long-lived patriarchs that were so righteous, that one of them- Enoch- was the first member of a very exclusive club: the “taken up” crew. Moses and Elijah were amongst others that are mentioned to have transitioned in this way. This line of the sons of God is traced from Adam to Noah in Genesis 5, by the names of the heirs of each generation.
Romans 8:14- For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God.
As we know from the Biblical story, with the sons of God, things were about to go all wrong, and it all had to do with a woman. Women, to be more specific.
Philippians 2:15- That ye may be blameless and harmless, the sons of God, without rebuke, in the midst of a crooked and perverse nation, among whom ye shine as lights in the world;
From Genesis 6- We are not told how it happens, but the godly from Adamville- the males specifically- discover the ungodly women from Cain City, and they like what they see.
It could have been a chance encounter between a well-intentioned young Adam man and a young lady from Cain in distress.
Maybe some mischievous lads snuck off to the forbidden city and found themselves in Lamech’s Gentlemen’s Club.
As people spread across the Earth, there were probably regular encounters, and like every other period of time in our history, people probably just started ignoring their elders and beliefs. “Stay away from them heathen Cain women sonny!”
However it happened, the believers began marrying the unbelievers and having kids. And we know that these offspring did not become children of God, but followers of men.
(I know there is a narrative that is very different and very popular regarding fallen angels, Watchers, and Nephilim- I will address this later.)
For an illustration of what happens when sons of God marry daughters of men, consider the fate of the wisest man who ever lived- King Solomon:
1 Kings 11:1-9 But king Solomon loved many strange women, together with the daughter of Pharaoh, women of the Moabites, Ammonites, Edomites, Zidonians, and Hittites:
2 Of the nations concerning which the Lord said unto the children of Israel, Ye shall not go in to them, neither shall they come in unto you: for surely they will turn away your heart after their gods: Solomon clave unto these in love.
3 And he had seven hundred wives, princesses, and three hundred concubines: and his wives turned away his heart.
4 For it came to pass, when Solomon was old, that his wives turned away his heart after other gods: and his heart was not perfect with the Lord his God, as was the heart of David his father.
5 For Solomon went after Ashtoreth the goddess of the Zidonians, and after Milcom the abomination of the Ammonites.
6 And Solomon did evil in the sight of the Lord, and went not fully after the Lord, as did David his father.
7 Then did Solomon build an high place for Chemosh, the abomination of Moab, in the hill that is before Jerusalem, and for Molech, the abomination of the children of Ammon.
8 And likewise did he for all his strange wives, which burnt incense and sacrificed unto their gods.
9 And the Lord was angry with Solomon, because his heart was turned from the Lord God of Israel, which had appeared unto him twice,
People remember the great ‘split the child judgement’, but most people don’t remember that because of the influence of his unbelieving wives, King Solomon had a most unwise ending.
If you worship strange gods, you believe strange things. You end up in a strange place. And that is what happened to the sons of God.
We previously learned at the end of Chapter 5 that there was also a good Lamech, a patriarch. He had a son and he prophesied this child would ensure that the works of the righteous would not be in vain; and in his time would the curse on the ground be ended. (5:29).
Into this deteriorating world was born Noah. Noah “found grace in the eyes of the Lord. He was a just man, and perfect in his generations, and Noah walked with God” (6:8-9).
1 John 3:1- Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God: therefore the world knoweth us not, because it knew him not.
1 John 3:2- Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is.
Next Sunday: Nephilim, Inc.