Dear,
Mr. President

You have a hard administration coming upon you. I have nothing to say. I voted for you. As Laban was told by God, "Say neither evil nor good to Jacob." I don't say you're Jacob, but in terms, I just have to say that you have a lot of big decisions coming up.

Just remember there will never be world peace.

Just remember you don't have to save the world.

Just remember you don't have to fix all the problems in life.

Do your job. 

There's nothing more I can say. 

Sincerely,
B. K. Neifert

She's going to give birth to Christ. She's not Christ. And She's the bearer of our spiritual inheritance, which is the Wisdom of Salvation, and is the City Zion. Be very careful with this{}. She's also a sinner like we are, as it says in Ezekiel, but she does not want to be. Christ is a part of her, in her ovaries right now. But, be very, very careful. The scripture's clear this can be a stumbling block. She's Hephzibah and Beulah. But not God. It's a mystery. None are found righteous enough among her sons, so she'll bring deliverance to herself, and therefore the whole world through her seed.

She'll be delivered of a manchild on that day, and give birth to a nation. And be delivered of a child, and He'll be taken into heaven, at the presence of the Dragon, and will return with 144,000 sealed, to slay the Dragon and False Prophet, and Beast and Antichrist at Armageddon and all the forces of evil. He will return with horns in his hand, and she will thresh with him, and beat the hills and destroy, too.

There was once a man, who going on his way encountered a Mountain Lion, who fixed its jaws around his wrist. And the man struggled with it for minutes, and finally killed the beast by placing his foot upon its neck, and strangling its life out of it.

After retelling this encounter, the man wasn't pleased at what he had done. There wasn't fear, but rather a tender heart for the creature, that he had just killed a living animal, and that it was his life or the beast's. That the animal's life to him was that of a man's.

I think about this today, that when we go into battle like Samson, we don't immediately boast of our victories. As the lion is defeated, with honey in its chest, and we take and eat, and say "What is sweeter than honey, and stronger than a lion?"

Only compassion and mercy can do such a feat. The lion is out for blood, and the merciful warrior, the David, slays it without thinking to himself, "I now have a great victory of which to boast, and a great tooth in my belt, that I can show to all. I had slain the beast."

Rather, David says, "I had killed a beast, and it had the life of an animal, and was but an animals, and I slayed it with my spear, but I still, have mercy on this thing. For it is alive, and though violent and treacherous in all its ways, I still take no pleasure in killing it. Even when recalling it to many idle men, I don't champion it, or make it into my victory, for I had not wanted to kill the creature. It is not a good thing, by which I had done, but rather a necessity. And I mourn for it."

I read it cover to cover, too, and find it absolutely brilliant. Was just reading Joseph’s story, and it was like being in ancient Egypt, just how you can read Joseph’s influenced by power and Egyptian culture. It also shows the Jews came from Egypt and Mesopotamia. The Bible’s our very first stories and laws, and then God breaking on the scene and flipping the script. It’s so important, as it is our first stories, our first laws and the history of God’s dealings with the human race. It’s witnesses who saw those things, too.

I think there’s a good case to be made that religion, especially Christianity, creates the best art and literature and music in the world. I think it’s the truest inspiration. I don’t think I’m gated at all, and never will lose my faith. Primarily because of what I wr[i]te.

Maybe it’s not brilliant. Or, maybe it is? Who knows?

I mean, [one] says “Dark and Light” I agree, but what’s so dark as Satan, and light as Christ? And what’s as poetic as God actually coming, and Himself fighting against Pharaoh?

[Nihilism] is why I suffer. And you too.

I mean, if you truly want to know, all my suffering is associated with [Nihilistic] philosophy. Nihilism steals my hopes, my joys, my dreams… it makes people uncooperative to form healthy relationships and makes them into narcissists. If I suffer, it’s only going to make me more ensconced in my religion, as I’m fully aware [those] ideas are the reason why I do suffer. And every good thing I have, every peace, every purity, every hope, and every joy is associated with Christ and my religion. If I suffer, I’m only going to be more religious, not less, as the link to my suffering is exactly what [Nihilists] believe.

I mean, reason with me. Isn’t joy, peace and love what’s life’s purpose? And doesn’t nihilism make that impossible? Doesn’t love and God make those things more abundant? That’s why I’ll never lose my faith. Nihilism hurts me, and I don’t like pain. I never did. And Christianity is the only religion that isn’t empty. I’ve studied them all, they’re all foolish and filled with folly. Only Christ, and the example He set, is enough to satisfy what I see is good in life, and what [nihilists] believe is enough to help me see why [Christ] is good.

Colossians 2:9 9 For in him dwelleth all the fulness of the Godhead bodily.

1 John 4:2 Hereby know ye the Spirit of God: Every spirit that confesseth that Jesus Christ is come in the flesh is of God:

John 8:58 Jesus said unto them, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Before Abraham was, I am.

Psalm 2:7 I will declare the decree: the Lord hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.

John 1:1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.

John 1:14 And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us, (and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father,) full of grace and truth.

Psalm 2:12 Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.

Isaiah 43:10 Ye are my witnesses, saith the LORD, and my servant whom I have chosen: that ye may know and believe me, and understand that I am he: before me there was no God formed, neither shall there be after me.