FIGHT! THIS IS NOT A TIME TO STAY QUIET
- Lana Henderson
- Jul 27, 2024
- 11 min read
Updated: Jan 27
Updates from July 18, 2024 | Originally released by Truth-Justice-Mercy on July 27, 2024 | Updated 1/18/25 to add in graphic
Well, this is going to be very different from anything I’ve posted before, but it’s long overdue.
In the span of a few weeks, we’ve seen one president shot, another drop out of the race, the remarkably fast changeover of governments in both the UK and France, and the biggest worldwide IT outage in history. Prior to that, we saw multiple high-profile pastors and ministry leaders stepping down. To be sure, this is just skimming the surface of remarkable news that is striking faster than we can take it in. Prophetic words are coming to pass all around us, and I have quite a backlog of my own notes to sort through.
The below update is quite lengthy, because the Lord told me to not leave things out. I wrote it last week, have had to do a little finagling to get it out, and expect that there will be some type of retribution for doing so. (Read on, and I’ll explain.)
Please share this with others. This is not so much about me, or even whether someone agrees with me or what I stand for, as it is about the threat to all freedom loving Americans. If they’ll come after a homemaker in small-town-USA, they’ll come after you, too. If they’ll try to silence me, they’ll try to silence you… or your wife, mom, daughter, neighbor, friend. To be certain, many others have already been stomped out. Someone has to speak for them. This is not a time in history to sit idly on the sidelines while looking the other direction. Evil is perpetuated when we remain quiet in the midst of injustice.
We must fight.
We must speak.
And, we must stand for the truth in the face of adversity.
For the cause of Christ, For the building of His Kingdom, For the love of America and God-given freedom, And for the purpose of declaring Truth, calling for Justice, and loving Mercy…
-Lana
FIGHT! THIS IS NOT A TIME TO STAY QUIET
Thursday July 18, 2024
I type this now from a tiny little netbook of a bygone decade – a decade, by the way, in which this writer apparently didn’t need readers. The top inch of the already small screen is un-viewable, having been long ago damaged in an overly compressed carry-on bag during a series of flights home after an exhausting workweek in a distant city. It does, however, still have an old but accessible version of Word® installed, which suits my current needs. Let me say that until you’ve tried using an MS Office® program full of important but randomly placed pop-up boxes, you’ll never fully grasp just how tricky that missing top inch of screen is.
You have not heard from me in a while. You have not heard from me a whole lot in the past year, actually. There have been necessary pauses, and there have been unnecessary ones. So, let me fill you in a little. I’ve struggled with how and whether to share any of this, and up until now, only a handful of people were aware. Everything detailed below is true. It simply would not do to call a ministry Truth-Justice-Mercy if I didn’t fully intend to speak… the truth. This isn’t about making excuses or asking for sympathy. This is a call to wake up if you’ve been asleep. This is a challenge to open your eyes to what’s going on all around us and ask what your role is in this battle.
A few years ago, I felt an intense directive from the Lord to remove any unnecessary apps from my phone and to really limit my personal social media posts. Sometimes it’s been inconvenient. And, sometimes I just look like I’m not much of a team player. It’s a little odd to lead the church prayer ministry when you cannot use the church prayer app, you know? But obey first, and ask questions later. (As long as you’re listening to the Holy Spirit, you’ll never regret that.)
Then, early last year I began wondering whether I was being watched. As in, surveilled. Crazy, right? To be clear, if anyone thinks that they’re not being tracked or listened to in some way, they’ve got their head in the sand. We live in a heavily-connected and monitored world of smart things, gadgets, and conveniences: phones, TV’s, refrigerators, washers, Alexa®, thermostats, watches, cars… and that’s not even getting into all of our purchases and online activity. We all know this, or at least we should.
I was noticing strange patterns, however: being regularly detained in airports, consistently being denied ATM withdrawals, phones getting hot and draining within minutes, data plans used up, frequently being knocked off the internet, USB’s lighting up like a kitschy holiday display, and my computer sounding like a small jet departing. Many of these things happened when said devices were not even in use. Or… while working on anything for Truth-Justice-Mercy.
And, then there was the email marketing company which excitedly welcomed us aboard, only to immediately suspend the account for “violating” their terms of use before I could even set it up. The friendly agent disappeared, and a week later I learned that the reason for the review team’s analysis and subsequent decision on my account could not be communicated to me. Okay. But the only information they would have had available to review at that point was my name, phone number, email, and address. No content, no subscriber information (praise God), no nothing.
I used to travel frequently for work. I know how to please a TSA agent. I know how to stay secure while officing from sketchy Wi-Fi connections in all kinds of random places. Was I just getting rusty? And, yes, I’m pretty sure I do know how to use an ATM. Maybe the new bank in our little town just doesn’t allow a withdrawal on the same day as a deposit (no problems making DEPOSITS, by the way). My phone is old. And, internet? Well, there are a lot of trees that interfere with the lines (but Hubby’s never had an issue, so…). And, maybe I just didn’t fill out that account information correctly (…except that I did).
My “platform,” if you will, reaches, at most, fifty people. I’m gonna guess that’s being generous. Up until today, I’ve kept a pretty tight lock on it. It hasn’t been public. I’m not selling anything, and I refuse to put anything related to TJM on Facebook® or YouTube®. So, why would anyone even be concerned with keeping tabs on what I’ve got going on? Maybe they think I’m just some religious-nutjob-conspiracy-minded-wannabe. So, who cares? How is that a threat to anyone (…unless, of course, what I’m posting has merit)? And, really, couldn’t all of the aforementioned oddities be just random happenstance? Well, we’ve got Webroot® and such. I’m sure it’s all good.
Until one day, when it becomes quite clear that it isn’t.
Earlier this year, I asked the Lord whether these things were actually a real concern or I was just reading too much into it. I’m not a paranoid person. I like to believe the best. I’ve felt complete peace. My home is protected by the Blood of Jesus, and walking in obedience to Him is the safest place to be. But might it be wise to take heed to any of this, or could we just put these nagging feelings to rest? This was His response:
“Throughout your life, whenever you’ve chosen to ignore the red flags, what has ALWAYS been the result?”
Me: “(Ugh.) It’s always turned out to be not only TRUE, but much deeper, wider, and worse than I could have ever imagined.”
“How many signs do you REALLY need?”
I had been diligently working behind the scenes on our coming-soon-but-as-of-yet-unannounced website for Truth-Justice-Mercy. It was all very exciting, and I’d wondered how I might make the announcement (never imagined it would be this way… but, yay! Now you know!). Despite the escalating racket of my jet-engine laptop, things appeared to be going swimmingly as I loaded and formatted old posts day in and day out. Then one night, not very long after that conversation with the Father, I had an alarming and in-your-face (or, shall I say, on-your-screen) message staring back at me:
“Someone else is currently editing this post in another window… any changes you’ve made to this version won’t be saved.”
I was the only one with the login or editing rights (or, so I thought)! I printed out the screen before shutting the whole thing down.
From that moment on, the gloves have come off, so to speak. They aren’t even trying to hide the fact that I am being watched, recorded, overridden, and thwarted – on every device I touch.
We have spent several very expensive and frustrating months wiping computers, digging out old ones, purchasing new ones, wiping computers again (including a new one – multiple times), returning orders of electronics that were clearly tampered with, changing accounts, changing passwords, changing locations, uninstalling stuff I didn’t put there, watching as security measures I DID put there were disabled, and having 45-minute black screen boot-ups in which someone else was clearly in charge. The black screen of death, the white screen of death, the plaid screen of death, the aqua screen of death… I’ve seen them all… in fact… just yesterday… side-by-side… on three different computers… in an off-site location. That’s not an exaggeration. If only it were.
Then there was also my husband’s computer, which “blew” while we were chatting in his office one evening. According to a local shop, the motherboard was fried. I’d been using it in the evenings for the previous three weeks—along with my graphics program credentials—while preparing a VBS lesson (VBS. For little kids. Suspicious stuff.). You know, maybe that computer was just ready to go.
But then, of course, there’s also the phone. Don’t even get me started on that. Just know that if you call or text me, someone else is always sharing in the joy. Thankfully, there’s been no social media or even email on my phone for a few years now. The wisdom of “obey first, and ask questions later” is coming to bear.
Meanwhile, not a single anti-virus or anti-malware program deep scan has found a thing in all of this time (we’ve tried a bunch). Nothing to see here! Your system is healthy! VPN? Double VPN? Supporting files all strangely disabled as I slept. Many nights. On multiple systems. This, my friends, is not just some random hacker sitting in his living room somewhere in Malaysia.
So, back to that website. Some of you may remember a dream I shared a few years ago regarding the current ruse going on in our White House. Here’s a quick recap:
The “real” Biden was being judged and was no longer going to be in the picture, but there would be a cover-up, and they would pretend he was still the president. I understood that those of us who were aware of this information would be in danger for no other reason than simply knowing it. Later, authorities came through the doors of my business with papers and assault rifles… looking for me.
Yeah. THAT one. Of all of the various releases I’d been uploading and formatting to the site, it was THAT specific post I was working on this spring when someone else made it clear that they were not only watching, but overriding my work. Telling, no?
Fast-forward to the Saturday evening when we all saw replays of President Trump being shot and then putting up his fist to say, “Fight!” I knew that it was God directing him to do so, to remind us to continue to fight for truth, for freedom, for justice, and for the exposure and tearing down of every wicked scheme. This is not a time to sit around on our hands or cower back in fear while we maintain our in-house talk about Jesus coming back, as all the while the world is being steamrolled around us. Yes, He’s coming soon, but we are to occupy until He comes and to take back the enemy’s territory. We are to be salt and light. We are to be making disciples. We are to align with the purpose of setting the captives free.
So, this is what the Holy Spirit spoke to my heart yesterday, for the third time in as many days, as I sat staring dumbfoundedly at the screens of three seemingly hopeless laptops:
“If Paul could write half of the New Testament while being beaten, stoned, shipwrecked, and imprisoned, then you can most certainly find a way to get the message out. Get the message out. This is not a time to stay quiet. FIGHT! You need to fight.”
Which brings me back to why I’m sitting here trudging along on this little broken netbook. It’s the only thing in my growing stash that has not been connected to the internet in years (read: they haven’t gotten to it). And, it’s imperative that it stays that way. In those times that I’m actually able to slip into my email on another system for longer than five minutes, I can take this file and get the message out. It most likely won’t have the necessary reformatting and edits, and there definitely won’t be any pretty graphics for now. Those things require extensive time while online and logged in, which are luxuries that can’t be afforded right now. As much as I don’t like putting out unfinished, unpolished things (nothing EVER pastes nicely into my email), I can’t let that stop me. And, I’m sure that I’ll be punished in some way. But again, I can’t let that stop me.
For those who have not wanted to speak out or publicly align themselves with “Trumpers” or another “politically incorrect” cause for fear of making a stir or being linked with the “conspiracy theorists,” I’m telling you that you can no longer afford to remain quiet. For those who see injustice all around, this is not a time to shrink back and hope someone else takes care of it. For those who find it safer to go along with the narrative of mainstream media than to face the implications of challenging said narrative, I ask you to challenge yourself to look at the evidence and ask the Holy Spirit to open your eyes. Do you really want to believe a lie? The prophets of Baal?
There have been few times in history when the distinction between good and evil systems has been so clear cut and on such a world-wide scale. It’s time to declare your alignments. It’s time to speak out. A line has been drawn in the sand, and we cannot hide behind church walls and pretend it’s all good while the world dukes it out. We can’t be self-absorbed in our own lives and think that it doesn’t pertain to us. Building the Kingdom means making a clear dent into our culture. Making a dent into our culture involves risks and persecution, possible job loss, and even loved ones turning on us. They’ve come after the big voices, and they’ve tried to snuff out plenty of the little ones, too. If we spend our time doing and saying only the nice and safe things in an effort to avoid doing and saying the hard and dangerous things, don’t think for a second we’ll be insulated when they come to silence us once and for all.
But if we all fight for truth, if we all take a stand for righteousness, if we all refuse to be silenced, if we all decide to take back our culture for the glory of God, we will be found on the right side of the battle when the evil is overcome. And, it will be overcome, because Jesus wins. He always wins! He is the Victor, and I choose to align myself with Him, whatever the cost.
“Elijah came near to all the people and said, ‘How long will you hesitate between two opinions? If the LORD is God, follow Him; but if Baal, follow him.’ But the people did not answer him so much as a word.”
-I Kings 18:21, NASB 1977
SCRIPTURE REFERENCES:
Luke 19:13 Numbers 13:30 Matthew 5:13-16 Matthew 28:18-20 Luke 4:18-19 Isaiah 61:1
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