A Video Message From the Publisher:
This is Hank Scott, for The Pure Truth Restored...
Some -- like teachers finally retired -- discover their life's work suddenly at an end, longing to do what they have always done but no longer able, after devoting years of their lives to the effort.
Others, such as myself, often feel this way every day of their career, doing what few if any people truly appreciate, trying to save a lost world from its own inevitable self-destruction.
Consider the patriarch and prophet Moses, who was such a man.
Almost none of those he brought out of Egypt responded to his leadership and guidance in spiritual matters.
They were merely along for convenience's sake but, as soon as things looked difficult they were ready to abandon it all, and turn right back to their doomed life of slavery and oppressive subjugation.
At least Moses had some backup in the form of miracles and miraculous events, like manna six days every week, but not even this would really convince those whose hearts were anything but converted or spiritual.
It all became so mundane and expected by his reluctant charges, that on more than one occasion even Moses felt like giving up and throwing in the towel on the entire situation, yet he argued forcefully for the ever-errant Yasraelites in the hopes they might somehow, someday, someway see the light, repent, and at last discover the blessings they were leaving behind with every step they took back to Egypt in their hearts, attitudes and actions.
This is an age not unlike that, in terms of people so caught up in their everyday lives of quiet desperation, enslaved to monetary and governmental systems that prey upon their patriotic emotions to rob and destroy them, either gradually or suddenly through needless wars and conflicts around the world.
How many today look first for spiritual guidance, seeking out the advice that only their Creator can provide them, compared to the nearly unanimous majority who are doing whatever seems right in their own eyes?
From earliest childhood to the aged elderly, everyone seems to follow the dictates of blinded hearts, seeking after blind leaders, and together they stumble through their lives toward the ultimate "ditch" of death, unable to see, unwilling to acknowledge, and utterly unaware of the disasters that lie in store for all who take the broad, wide, easy to traverse highway that leads only to ultimate destruction in the end.
Extremely rare are those precious few who -- casting about for a better way; a real solution to life's vexing issues and troubling, abrupt end -- seek to find a less obvious almost concealed gate and boulder-strewn path that, however difficult and painful to endure, leads finally to all the blessings everyone else seeks in all the wrong ways, but can never have, without first giving up their own deceitful, hurtful, harmful ways, thoughts, and actions.
It is for the sake of anyone who would dare discover this abandoned way that, faced with little or no appreciation for my life's work and effort every day, I struggle onward and make the daily effort to teach, lead, guide and counsel.
If only there were more, in this age, who sought out inspired spiritual advice and were willing to accept and heed it, this world and its peoples would be so much more blessed, and their suffering, deaths and destruction would end.
All this is so needless; yet carnal, sinful hearts do not learn from such experiences, stumbling blindly forward toward a precipice of their own choosing.
The prospect of guiding even one sinner (spiritual lawbreaker or felon) away from the terminal penalty and toward the light of merciful forgiveness and true salvation (from the dictates of sinful human nature), through obedience to the spiritual Law everyone today seeks to ignore, condemn, blame and unjustly vilify, is what keeps me going.
This is why I preach to the wind, and have done so for more than 34 years, mostly in vain.
I cannot know which way the wind will blow next, but if there is one thing that is as certain as the changing seasons, this will all surely come to an end one day.
The longer the storm has galed and spent its violent force and fury upon the face of the earth, driving all living creatures to seek shelter from the terrible tempest, the more sudden and unexpected will be its absence, when the sky clears, so peaceful calm and real safety can at long last prevail.
I preach to the wind as a means of forewarning those invisible forces responsible for it, of their own inevitable comeuppance, when men and women will no longer follow the dictates of seeming "necessity" to survive, but will step forward in full faith and reliance upon the ever provident will of an ageless, forgiving and caring Creator.
May Creator Yahveh speed that day!