Josh Plovanic's Writings and Thoughts

 For the Sons of God, there are many tasks, purposes, and opportunities for glory in God's infinite creation. The potential for boundless adventure is always there for them. Endless worlds to explore, endless cultures to engage with. Endless games to play and relationships to have.  Like any children, they love to compete with each other. Existence, in ways, can be like a giant playground of sorts. They love their sports and competitions. Since these beings are of a "higher order" of sorts, some of their games are of a higher order, too. Some of them are quite consequential. Some of them are quite intriguing.  The sports and games that humans play just doesn't quite do it for them. They need more challenge. They need more glory.  There is a competition in existence that is probably the most profound and intense competition in all of Creation. A sport like no other for higher order beings. It is one of extreme reward and extreme glory. It is called the Eleutherios Com...

  The love of God. It has no boundaries. It goes to the foundations of a man, and rises to his pinnacle.  From first breath to last gasp, God's love never leaves his children. His love has no limitations...and no conditions. He loves even those who hate him, or those who disobey him.  His love can cleanse the blackest of sins and cure the deadliest sicknesses. His love cleans the mind and purifies the heart. No man, no woman, no sinner, no mourner is beyond the reach of God's love. There is no exclusion from God's love. All are welcome to it. All can partake in it. He gives it to to the hero and the outcast alike. He turns down no one who asks for His love and His grace.  He never rejects a cry for help. He never condemns a remorseful sinner who attempts to repent. My love for God is as strong as I can make it. I never fall out of love with Him no matter how tough life gets. I will love Him in the flood or the fire. In glory or in shame. In sickness or health. In fai...

The world, all broken and soaking in sin, withstood the weight of its tragic chagrin Incurred the wrath of the Demiurge again The Deluge of fire falls upon its foul kin The flood, and the blood, of a fallen race Will stain and great pain will come to its place The fire burns the liar and the world to its base The hate meets its fate with great fear on its face The Demiurge, that Creator, mysterious and strong Floods the earth, but with fire, and it won't burn for long It purges and it cleanses all the wickedness and wrong But the Demiurge forges a new world Filled with goodness and song The blacksmith, twisting metal and heating the stone That Demiurge, that forger, desires not to be alone He longs to forge children who are righteous when they're grown Noble heroes and leaders who've reaped what they've sown They've sown only rightness and goodness and courage The Demiurge's deluge served its great purpose Now the new world holds nothing but hope No sin holding ...

I face my fears and conquer my demons and overcome many an enemy and foe I conquer the darkness within and without. Victorious over more than you know Those who seek to destroy me and break my bright hopes In the end they'd have all stumbled and fell. As they try I'll be within myself building my heaven While the others are building their hell.          The greatest use of the mind is creativity. It is the most valuable and important faculty of our being. Without creativity, all the most fundamental and important components of our species, our condition, and our cultures would be impossible without the human mind's capacity for creative expression. Ideas, ingenuity, innovation, and human progress would be all but impossible without the imagination. As a result, I feel like the most important "muscle" to exercise is the brain, or more precisely, the mind. From my faith and my understanding, the imagination has a lot more legitimacy than people give it credit for....

  There is far more glory in taking someone out of a cage than putting someone in one. Far more glory in breaking chains than shackling them. Far more glory in overthrowing tyranny than becoming a tyrant. Far more glory in liberation than subjugation.  This is because it is often harder to do, as well as the joy and relief liberty brings in comparison to the misery and pain of subjugation. There is no joy in oppression, and no happiness in slavery. Naturally these things are ungodly things and run counter to the objectives of a loving God. In fact, from my understanding, God created all of existence as a massive platform for His love, liberty, and glory. A place where these things can be exercised, made manifest, and shared amongst the whole of His creation. Setting the oppressed free fulfills all three of these things. It is an immense act of love to bring liberty to those who previously didn't have it. It is also an immense act of glory, at times, to initiate and partake in ...

I'm not afraid of dying. That's nothing for me to be afraid of because it is the inevitable guarantee in this life that one day I will be home with Jesus. It is something that will eventually happen regardless of what the world does, what I do, or what the Devil does. It's an unstoppable homecoming. One day, no matter what happens in my life or what this world does to me, I will be swimming in that ocean of God's love, liberty, glory, grace and mercy. Saturated in that ocean. Overwhelmed by it. Almost drowning in it.  And this is an event that can't be stopped. It will happen...because I am not bound to this world forever in the body I have forever. At some point there will be a true, genuine chainbreaking that can't be prevented. Jesus even described himself as a liberator, quoting Isaiah at the start of his ministry that he was sent to "proclaim liberty to the captives and to set free those who are oppressed."  I am not afraid of living either becaus...

The Creation is the testing ground. Whatever world, whatever realm The trials of angels and men Sow in the fields and in the valleys The seeds of His glory The soldier of the Infinite God Is a conqueror of lack and deprivation A vanquisher of hate He defeats fear He rises above prejudice He outwits ignorance He champions the weak and downtrodden He is the agent of divine liberty The liberator of the oppressed And the purveyor of truth The bright light in the thickest of darkness He will always stand up for those Who could never stand for themselves But He always stands tall To represent the ruler of all.