It was the last thing the weary nation needed to hear. But Joe Biden promising a dark winter is a perfect example of his horrendous leadership style. Picking the worst possible words at the worst possible time is his stock-in-trade. The only thing that out-blunders his words are his actions. The world is already grimacing at the possibility of him, and then he confirms their worst fears. Small wonder that every sane and wise person on the planet is crying out to God against his presidency.
And yes, you are right to oppose him with every atom of your being. You are right to speak out against him—even if every major information outlet is a propaganda machine—a machine vigorously working to sanitize his epic shortcomings. I have a tight grip on the promises of God—even at this hour. I expect intervention. But as I wait, there is a far more immediate victory I must claim. I vehemently rebuke Joe Biden’s dark winter―and you should too!Joe Biden, you and Kamala will not dictate my winter. I have decided not to participate in your misery. I have decided that the Word of God and not your so-called “science” will dictate my winter. I will not let you or anyone else rob me of my joy. I will have a militantly warm and loving Thanksgiving. My family traditions trump your ugly advice. I will feel the warm glow of this time of year. I will share my love and time with friends and family. Take that, devil!
And Christmas will be even more wonderful this year. My theme verse for Christmas 2020 is this: “They were trying to intimidate us, imagining that they could discourage us and stop the work. So, I continued the work with even greater determination” (Nehemiah 6:9). Speaking of standing for miracles, let me tell you a story that happened years ago at this very time of year. I remember calling her out of the crowd, as if it was yesterday. The Holy Spirit told me her story. She was severely crippled in her hands by arthritis. I described her condition and how she was especially heartbroken because she enjoyed making so many wonderful things for others, but her arthritis had stolen that joy. It was at that moment that the healing warmth straightened her fingers and relieved the excruciating pain for good. Then my courage was further tested. I went on to tell her that she was known for her love of Christmas. I said, “I see boxes and boxes of Christmas decorations and lights. They have been sitting in your attic for years. You are to go home and put all of them out. You are to outdo any previous Christmas.” She was overcome with joy and my guess is, that year, you could see her house from space.Her miracle is our miracle. She got back the holidays that the devil had stolen. I command you to have joy. I command you to have a defiant spirit to keep every tradition and even bring back some that were lost…just for good measure. Don’t you dare give in to Biden’s bargain basement holidays!
Again, let me quote a verse from Nehemiah: “Then he said to them, “Go your way, eat the fat, drink the sweet, and send portions to those for whom nothing is prepared; for this day is holy to our Lord. Do not sorrow, for the joy of the LORD is your strength”” (Nehemiah 8:10) This year I urge you to tell Satan he is a liar. Rebuke the frightened emotions, the dreadful imaginations, and the fear. In the Name above every name, I rebuke the dark winter and release the winter wonderland of the Holy Spirit! Mario Murillo
The Holiday Oils are Going Out The Door