Voice of the Kingfisher speaks out …from a different perspective
by Elinor Montgomery
December 18, 2014
This past couple of months, I took a sabbatical from writing the commentaries in order to spearhead a small group hoping to bring a Canadian Heritage Christmas to Kingston, ON, the heritage city and original capital of Canada. It is the home of Sir John A. MacDonald, the first Prime Minister of Canada and a Founding Father, along with the other men who drafted the Constitution of this nation. He will be honored next year, which is going to be designated a heritage year of celebration in memory of his 200th birthday.
Let us not forget that this Constitution made God Ruler from sea to sea. This means that the Bible, the Word made flesh, is the top authority in Canada. In turn, Christmas, which is very much a heritage celebration, begins with, and rests on, Jesus as the Babe in the manger, without whom there would be no celebration called Christmas. He can so easily become lost in all of the holiday talk with little more than tinsel, glitz, gluttony and drunkenness behind it.
We know that there was one opposing spirit, which came against the Christ Child and that was the antichrist spirit signified by King Herod at the time of Christ’s birth. The king and ruler over Israel at that time did all he could do to kill the Christ of the manger, the destined Ruler of the kingdom on earth as it is in heaven.
Though as a man He died, was resurrected and returned to heaven, there is nothing more certain than the fact that He is going to return to earth to claim His kingdom and rule over it. Only the fool does not believe God’s Word rules in truth. That which is prophesied in the Bible will come to pass. The layers upon layers, upon layers, of prophecy are stacked up like stratified, limestone rock, just waiting for the revealing from the Lord, Himself, the only One who can open up the prophetic understanding of the scrolls of the Bible.
The testimony of Jesus is given in the spirit of prophecy (Revelation 19:10). The testimony of Jesus is life-giving; therefore, the Bible is life-giving. The foundation of this nation has its spiritual roots and heritage in the solid-rock foundation of truth. It was declared by our Constitution to be the one Book upon which the courts accepted sworn evidence to be truth. It is the Book upon which our prime ministers have sworn their oaths of office.
The nation declares this so; it is not a figment of one’s imagination, nor is it the evidence of religious cults, which are partakers in the rebellion of witchcraft. It is upheld by all who deem God to be Ruler of this nation. It may well be an offense to other nations and their religious cults, but not to citizens of this country, for God declares that rebellion to Him, as the God of truth is as the sin of witchcraft (see 1 Samuel 15:22-23). It is a rejection of the Word of the Lord and ultimately a rejection of the Babe in the manger. This is all according to God’s Word and not to some “pseudo-religious, Christian propaganda.”
Witchcraft is the tool of the devil, finely sharpened and honed as the tool of the Garden, to deceive mankind into believing lies and rejecting the Word and truth of God, only to become ensnared by the first, religious, belief system. Oh yes, Satan recognized God, but the author of lies called God the liar who did not mean what He said. Instead, he convinced man that he would not surely die if he were liberated and free of the conviction of God’s Word, in what we today call liberalism from God.
They are the forces of liberalism, which want the Bible out of the nation so the rebellion of witchcraft can set up control of government, religion and the economic system, the mark of the beast, 666. The witchcraft, which was evidenced as permeating all three in Kingston, came against our Canadian Heritage Christmas in full force, from the DBIA (Downtown Business Improvement Area) to KEDCO (Kingston Economic Development Corporation), and from there to City Hall, our municipal level of government. Certain members of the pulpit joined them.
As if this were not enough, the prince of the power of the air (see Ephesians 2:2) took firm hold of the Press, which jumped in bed with the three to print a front-page, headline, slanderous article. It was made up by representatives from the above three, together presenting a well-calculated group of lies and innuendoes befitting the mouth of the author of lies, himself.
They all focused on a little book, which I wrote as a Canadian Heritage Christmas story before it had actually become an event or had been conceived as a plan for Kingston. This little story book for children is called The Last Toy.
The original city, which we hoped would join in a heritage celebration, was Perth, not Kingston. We, as a small, heritage-minded group, interested in what the spiritual heritage of a Canadian Christmas embodies, approached a restaurant in Perth to see if we could have a Christmas Heritage dinner there. It immediately became evident that the facilities would not be appropriate for what we had in mind. In the upper room of the same hotel, they already were serving some 600 needy people a Christmas dinner in connection with a downtown, Heritage Christmas celebration, which we did not realize had been put in place.
It took very little time for us to recognize that we had the heritage, old, capital city of Kingston right at hand. What could be a better place? And so, the idea was conceived at the same time the little book was being edited and made ready for publication. It was decided this inspired story for children, called The Last Toy, would be our gift to the children of the city with a message that went far beyond tinsel and Santa Claus to get to the true heritage of Christmas in story form. This was something, which was being lost by the children, with the TV promoting mostly glitter and glitz without substance, as the Grinch continues to steal the real meaning of Christmas.
It all seemed so simple and such a nice plan for a special Christmas focused on helping to bring the community to the downtown business area. We wanted to make downtown Kingston a warm, welcoming place to shop, where service would draw customers and shopping would become an experience to be enjoyed, rather than something to be endured.
We had purchased, and freely offered the core downtown shopping area, red Canadian Heritage Christmas aprons, in order to apron the entire area. Then the customer would know that by following the trail of the red aprons, service would not only be offered, but a free copy of our heritage Christmas book for children would be offered also, uniquely written for such an event. No one was required to give it away, but we hoped to give our support to the downtown in this way, and at the same time, teach the children something about our Christmas heritage here in Canada.
We were blessed to find a restaurant in the former law offices of Sir John A. MacDonald called Sir John’s Public House, which was in the process of having its upper level of living quarters renovated to add a new dimension to this charming heritage building. It was to become the Great Hall of the building, and it would be there that we planned to have our heritage lunches with singing waitresses singing some Christmas songs for the customers. The charming and knowledgeable restaurant owner would regale them with a few stories and historical facts about the building, Kingston and people of historical interest. We provided gifts for every luncheon guest and a spirit of joy permeated the room where two fireplaces blazed warmly on each side.
Next door to the restaurant is a soap company, which makes beautiful, natural soaps including an apple-cider-scented soap made especially for the Canadian Heritage Christmas. They also made a bubble-gum soap for the children with the donkey of The Last Toy featured on the packaging. We provided the stores with a small Christmas recipe book at cost, written just for this occasion so they could be sold with the aprons, with the retailer making the profit.
The entire concept was very appealing to the retailer, with many store owners considering this to be a great marketing plan to boost business. We put our hearts and souls into making this happen. Last January, it seemed we had the support of the Mayor’s Office when the Mayor shook hands and said, “Count me in” before we proceeded any further.
We approached the DBIA, an organization about which I knew nothing before last May, or thereabouts, when I was directed to see the manager of the association. He agreed, again with a handshake, to the concept of what we were trying to accomplish, when I asked him if we could count on his support. The association, in turn, had certain events scheduled, behind which we threw our full support for those things that happen on an annual basis. This included downtown carriage rides and wagon rides.
With a great deal of hard work, all seemed to be moving along smoothly with the usual, heart-fluttering worries. Would Sir John’s new dining area be ready in time? Would the Press pick up on our dream and reveal it to the public? Would we have enough aprons, books and T-Shirts, knowing that the money to produce these things was coming from our group as personal donations with the exception of one contractor who caught the importance of our vision for the downtown business area? Would we have enough printed brochures to post on the store windows and doors, to place in hotel racks and to distribute to all of the Bed and Breakfast businesses of the area, as well as to all the churches of the city?
It truly became a case of boots to the ground, with the downtown being blanketed with aprons, brochures and books. It was a situation where a general camaraderie developed between the Canadian Heritage Christmas worker-elves and many of the business owners, whom we had previously not known.
The day was drawing near for our planned events to begin, including a group of young, well-trained dancers, called the Red Beanies, who were going to appear around City Hall on the week-ends as flash mob dancers from the local Danceworx Dance Studio. They proved to be a delightful young group who were faithful to perform in all kinds of weather.
Then the proverbial mess hit the fan. The spell workers of Kingston, came out in full force. Little did I know, when I wrote the book, that the described spell workers would actually appear on the scene, ready to destroy all the good intended for business and the community. Let me continue in Part Two to tell you just how that caused a dramatic change of events in the downtown Kingston plans for a Canadian Heritage Christmas, which held such hope for business and the dreams of young children at Christmas time!