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Show "Like Satan, he thinks that e\ * ^-c--must install God's kingdom by force. He claims the right - the mission - to execute false prophets and ' i l l e g a l ' leaders and such." "Did he...what else did he say?" My stomach churned and Vheart pumped as I thought of E r v i l . His remote, mysterious aspect seemed more threatening than if he had - :iT=Ci confronted my father in person. "Only that the day i s at hand, and I must repent or suffer 'destruction at the hand of God.' And that neither root nor branch would remain." I smiled despite the swell of dismay in my chest. "I guess lie just doesn't know how many roots and branches you've got, Daddy. It's virtually impossible to k i l l them a l l ." My father smiled grimly. "But Satan will do a l l he can to interrupt the work of the Lord." "What was t h i s pamphlet?" Another attempt to j u s t i f y his l u s t for power. He accuses others of doing what he i s doing ~ k i l l i n g , declaring war on other religious groups and governments, preaching false doctrines. I t 's Me communist propoganda." The p a r a l l e l s t i r r e d my fear. I thought of the Vietnam War m of the communist sweep from China, branching throughout the wrld. Forcing the ideal community down people's throats. I thought Ervil and Ben, when they v i s i t e d our white house home and did Wsh-ups on the gravel. My father did not know how to handle such PeoPle. Despite his a b i l i t y for sarcasm and criticism, he was Peaceful and incapable of true physical force. My father no more toew how to deal with the LeBarons than the United States knew how 0 deal with the encroachment of communism. Perhaps i t shouldn't e storms. 'Resist not e v i l , ' the Savior had said. |