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What Difference, At This Point, Does it Make?

I am not thinking about the election, nor the embassy staff abandoned to their deaths on 9/11/2011, nor the fact that Mrs. Clinton may well never be held accountable by any earthy authority for what happened there.

I am thinking about the correct understanding of Ezekiel 38-39 and the determination of people to equate Russia with Gog and Magog, and that it probably doesn't matter if we get it right or wrong at this point. Somewhere I read a great quote that prophecy is not about knowing the future, but about recognizing the appointed time it when it arrives.

World War III seemed right around the corner in 2014, but two years have passed. Assad continues to fight against rebels while giving those of his people under siege very little to live on or hope for. Thus ISIS grows in the instability of Syria and Iraq.

Now Russia has entered the fray. They cannot win on the world's stage with their continued aggression against Ukraine and their economy is sinking under the load of sanctions and low oil prices. They are aligned with Assad and with Iran. This looks to some like Gog allied with Persia and Syria in Ezekiel's prophecy.

Of course, at this point, North Africa isn't on the scene ( Put and Cush or Ethiopia) and while Armenia (Beth Togarmah) is talking with Russia about allowing them to create a base there, the other would-be allies are currently not interested thanks to the Sunni / Shi'ia divide. Also, Turkey is the potential target, not Israel.

At some point things will line up. It is possible that Russia will be among the many people going out with the forces of "Gog and Magog" even if they are not the titular head. We'll know when fire falls from heaven and consumes those forces drawn up against Israel, having come from the north. We'll know when it takes 7 months to bury all the dead in Israel and the destruction creates a detour into the holy land.

What difference, at this point, does it make?


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