An Inspiration: Pentecost

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It’s now May, the days are getting warmer, and I want to start writing the next Bell Mountain book.

So I’m sitting outside, re-reading Behold! to jog my memory and waiting for an inspiration. And as I was doing that today, Pentacost came to mind.

Suddenly I saw it in a new light. At the tower of Babel, God confused humanity’s language so that they couldn’t understand each other: suddenly there were a hundred different languages, mutually unintelligible. That was the end of that project; the tower couldn’t be finished.

But what did He do on the day of Pentacost, centuries later?

He did the reverse of what He did at Babel.

Suddenly all these people, in all their different languages, could understand what Christ’s disciples said. It’s important to bear in mind that all those languages which the disciples seemed to be speaking were real languages. Each person there thought he was hearing his own native language spoken.

“Now… the multitude came together, and were confounded, because that every man heard them speak in his own language. And they were all amazed and marvelled, saying one to another, Behold, are not all these which speak Galilaeans? And how hear we every man in our own tongues, wherein we were born? Parthians, and Medes, and Elamites, and the dwellers in Mesopotamia, and in Judaea, and Cappadocia, in Pontus, and Asia… we do hear them speak in our tongues the wonderful works of God. And they were all amazed and were in doubt, saying one to another, What meaneth this?” (Acts 2: 6-12)

The exact opposite of what God had done at Babel.

We can see this miracle as a down payment, as it were, on a future in which God will restore, through the Holy Spirit, the unity of the human race. Not by government programs, not by “education,” not by coercion and force, but by the power of the Holy Spirit. By God Himself.

It’s this unity that we look forward to, and not any of the counterfeits proposed by the world government crowd. The unity that can only be found in Jesus Christ, our Savior and our Lord.

‘Bronze Age New York’ Discovered in Israel

A general view of a temple complex at the archaeological site of En Esur (Ein Asawir) where a 5000-year-old city was uncovered, near the Israeli town of Harish

And just yards away, a modern highway… Wow!

Just as they were about to build another highway, they had to change their plans–because in the place where the road was going to run, they found what the Israel Antiquities Authority calls “an immense urban construction, planned with streets that separate neighborhoods and public spaces” (


They estimate the city, described as “a Bronze Age New York” and one of the biggest urban centers in the Middle East at the time, to be some 5,000 years old, with 6,000 inhabitants on 161 acres. The site, called En Esur, came complete with “fortifications, temple, [and] a cemetery.”

Fortifications? It’d be very interesting to know whom they had to fortify their city against. Egyptians? Bedouin raiders? And don’t forget the climate of the region was much less arid, thousands of years ago.

Large numbers of assorted figurines have been recovered from the site–but no inscriptions yet.

Even cooler, En Esur was built on top of an older settlement from 7,000 years ago.

The origins of civilization is a subject that fascinates me. To what heights had it climbed, before the Flood? What was lost–by way of technology, political theory, scientific doctrine, literature–when God confounded human language at the Tower of Babel? Why do advanced civilizations (Egypt, Mesopotamia, China, India, Norte Chico in Peru) seem to spring up at the same time, in very widely separated places?

Who were these folks at En Esur? Where had they come from, how did they build their city–and of whom were they afraid?

Keep looking for inscriptions!

God’s Blessing: Nations

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I know I’ve said this before; but in light of President Trump’s speech to the UN earlier this week, it bears saying again.

Our various nations are a blessing to us, a gift of God; and for all the evil that they do, because they consist of fallen, sinful, human beings, they are a protection to us against something so much worse–

World government.

In Genesis 11, the earth has but one language, one government; and its rulers propose to build a tower that will reach to heaven, making them the equal of God. Sound familiar? So God confounds their language and divides them into many different nations, and they spread out over the earth. Their differences and their individual characteristics deepen over the years. By and by, they can’t re-unite to do anything together.

Thank God.

Can you even begin to imagine the mischief a global government would get up to, if it actually existed? They still wouldn’t be gods, but they’d come mighty close to being devils.

President Trump understands that–which is why the globalists so fiercely hate him. He loves his country and thinks people of other countries ought to love their own. Maybe if they loved their countries more, they’d insist on better government. And maybe even get it.

Meanwhile, with “Climate Change” as their ticket to ride, and their excuse for everything, the rule-the-world crowd is pushing its agenda like never before. Like, this is it–if we can’t get it now, we’ll never get it. So push like Hell!

And I do mean “like Hell,” because that’s where this is coming from.