What A Novel Idea — Part 1

Sage Teeson rolled out of the Lyft ride, threw a twenty spot at the driver and stumbled up the sidewalk to his loft over the garage apartment. The Cabbie was a Bangladeshi or Malaysian or Indonesian or something from some God forsaken part of the planet who had washed up on some major shore of some major American metropolis only to ignore their Visa restrictions while finding employment in Kalamazoo, Michigan. Sage smirked at the idea that some third world Cabbie was now living in a city named after a long forgotten Algonquin Indian word. Somehow there was a Ying and Yang to all that providence.

Sage opened up his laptop to do a little surfing. All the alternate news sites were alive with the buzz about the Corona-Virus. He learned that it was now called “Covid-19.” Sage thought that Covid-19 fit well with the agenda of Agenda-2030 and began to toy with the idea that a clever person could make a “Bingo” game out of all the various numerical acronyms that were out there which were involved in the end of the world scenarios. This instantly became another one of his, “Hmm… that might sell” ideas. The Covid-19 virus had infected the world’s markets with the DOW taking a -900 plunge today. Sage shrugged and thought, “It was all monopoly money anyway.”

However, what he read convinced him that they had indeed entered a new phase of the ever bubbling hot cold war. The global war was still clandestine and only was obvious for those with eyes to see. The hoi polloi were still in the dark and tended to believe that Covid-19 was just one of those chance viruses that come along once every one hundred years. The last one this bad was the Spanish flu approximately 100 years ago. Some generations get great Depressions and some get the plague. Life was funny that way.

Sage did not believe in chance. Nor did he believe in fate. He believed in the providence of an almighty God who in His unsearchable wisdom allowed malevolent human beings to conspire against Him with the purpose of eventually hanging them by the rope He had doled out to them. Sage saw all kinds of rope. The various organizations that conspired to overthrow God’s providence were convinced that they had God on the run. From the Illuminati, to the Bilderbergs to the CFR, to the Skull -n- Bones to the pedestrian Masons, to the Rosicrusians, to the long de-fanged Jesuits, etc. they all thought that were really going to throw God’s shackles off. And these were just the known who all existed to provide cover for those same organizations which existed but which genuinely were secret. Sage had studied them all, and while no-one could ever say that they knew the final word of the Conspiracy, Sage knew enough to know that Covid-19 wasn’t some virus that “accidentally” escaped some Communist oblique-eyed lab in China while someone was paying for some take-out roasted dog-meat delicacy dish. This was all part of the Conspiracy to set the world ablaze so as to reduce the surplus population of the earth so that the Elite would have more elbow room. Somehow all this convinced them that they had rolled God off His throne and invested themselves with His authority. This always gave the Deity a good chuckle. The Prophets of Baal had once thought the same thing. These humans were always good for comedy when they took themselves so seriously.

In the midst of all this usual ruminating Sage heard the phone. The phone showed that Chambers was phoning. That conversation would have to wait. The time was late, the morning came early, and Sage was already two sheets to the wind with the third one just around the corner.

Author: jetbrane

I am a Pastor of a small Church in Mid-Michigan who delights in my family, my congregation and my calling. I am postmillennial in my eschatology. Paedo-Calvinist Covenantal in my Christianity Reformed in my Soteriology Presuppositional in my apologetics Familialist in my family theology Agrarian in my regional community social order belief Christianity creates culture and so Christendom in my national social order belief Mythic-Poetic / Grammatical Historical in my Hermeneutic Pre-modern, Medieval, & Feudal before Enlightenment, modernity, & postmodern Reconstructionist / Theonomic in my Worldview One part paleo-conservative / one part micro Libertarian in my politics Systematic and Biblical theology need one another but Systematics has pride of place Some of my favorite authors, Augustine, Turretin, Calvin, Tolkien, Chesterton, Nock, Tozer, Dabney, Bavinck, Wodehouse, Rushdoony, Bahnsen, Schaeffer, C. Van Til, H. Van Til, G. H. Clark, C. Dawson, H. Berman, R. Nash, C. G. Singer, R. Kipling, G. North, J. Edwards, S. Foote, F. Hayek, O. Guiness, J. Witte, M. Rothbard, Clyde Wilson, Mencken, Lasch, Postman, Gatto, T. Boston, Thomas Brooks, Terry Brooks, C. Hodge, J. Calhoun, Llyod-Jones, T. Sowell, A. McClaren, M. Muggeridge, C. F. H. Henry, F. Swarz, M. Henry, G. Marten, P. Schaff, T. S. Elliott, K. Van Hoozer, K. Gentry, etc. My passion is to write in such a way that the Lord Christ might be pleased. It is my hope that people will be challenged to reconsider what are considered the givens of the current culture. Your biggest help to me dear reader will be to often remind me that God is Sovereign and that all that is, is because it pleases him.

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