We are supposed to be on the wall of Scripture and inspired writings watching for danger, not creeping along the darkened hallways of our own making, pitching revised visions of the nature of Christ, of rock music masquerading as evangelistic innovation, of divorce and remarriage, or of decline in upholding the standards. Pray if indeed we have ventured down a hallway we do not belong in that those in the vanguard of the wandering expedition will backtrack to find the place where we left the wall. And if not, time will yet erase the temporary changes of a generation that, as all do, is aging. This mutated Adventism is a mirage that will not stand. Its coup d'etats will be overturned.
Nothing standing against the heavens is an island.
A battle is not a war. Time requires an accounting. It will have one.