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Dr. Gerald Schroeder, reveals how creation can occur in 6 twenty four hour days. This is not to be confused with the "new earth paradigm" held by the organized church. Although lengthy, this is an amazing talk. Please visit this link and see how Dr. Schroeder aligns science with creation. It's pretty incredible. But of course there is the rebuttal. lol
I have long felt the dimension of time is such that it will not be understood until we come face to face with the Timeless One. Still the conjecture and theories give threshold to greater fascination of our great God and His ways.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7143844201875642538#
Here is a shorter version of the same talk with illustrations.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7143844201875642538#docid=2846284361709250986
Rebuttal:
http://www.talkreason.org/articles/schroeder.cfm
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We cannot contain the overflowing cup of His love thus we share with you these messages of the Life of our Lord as lived out in His saints.
HE'S COMING TO GERMANY AND HE IS GOING TO STAND UP !
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"This guy's poor wife has no life. All she does, is follow him around the house cleaning the walls."
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"Watch out Florian! He's coming to Germany and he is going to stand up!"
Oh my, what would ever possess a man? lol
"This guy's poor wife has no life. All she does, is follow him around the house cleaning the walls."
and
"Watch out Florian! He's coming to Germany and he is going to stand up!"
Oh my, what would ever possess a man? lol
He Might Even Carry You
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"Rush Into the Ark!" There it was, the four short words, making up the title of his latest grand expose. The author, who is a whirl wind of activity, gave clue to why his concocted message was of an unsavoury mixture. He had never learned the lesson that God never rushes and thus when we are truly called to follow Him, we will mostly certainly slow down. Believe me, God knows how to slow down ..... even stop. And one thing else, you don't rush into the ark, He carries you. For the best effort can never be ours.
Dear reader are you feeling harried and rushed today. A little time of silence, sitting at the Master's feet may be in order. Try it and see if things don't slow down in the rest of your day. He might even carry you.
"The steps of a good man are ordered of the Lord," reads Psalm 37:23.
On the margin of his Bible at this verse George Mueller had a notation, "And the stops also." It is a sad mistake for men to break through God's hedges. It is a vital principle of guidance for a Christian never to move out of the place in which he is sure God has placed him, until the Pillar of Cloud moves.--
Must life be a failure for one compelled to stand still in enforced inaction and see the great throbbing tides of life go by? No; victory is then to be gotten by standing still, by quiet waiting. It is a thousand times harder to do this than it was in the active days to rush on in the columns of stirring life. It requires a grander heroism to stand and wait and not lose heart and not lose hope, to submit to the will of God, to give up work and honors to others, to be quiet, confident and rejoicing, while the happy, busy multitude go on and away. It is the grandest life "having done all, to stand."--J. R. Miller
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"Rush Into the Ark!" There it was, the four short words, making up the title of his latest grand expose. The author, who is a whirl wind of activity, gave clue to why his concocted message was of an unsavoury mixture. He had never learned the lesson that God never rushes and thus when we are truly called to follow Him, we will mostly certainly slow down. Believe me, God knows how to slow down ..... even stop. And one thing else, you don't rush into the ark, He carries you. For the best effort can never be ours.Dear reader are you feeling harried and rushed today. A little time of silence, sitting at the Master's feet may be in order. Try it and see if things don't slow down in the rest of your day. He might even carry you.
"The steps of a good man are ordered of the Lord," reads Psalm 37:23.
On the margin of his Bible at this verse George Mueller had a notation, "And the stops also." It is a sad mistake for men to break through God's hedges. It is a vital principle of guidance for a Christian never to move out of the place in which he is sure God has placed him, until the Pillar of Cloud moves.--
Must life be a failure for one compelled to stand still in enforced inaction and see the great throbbing tides of life go by? No; victory is then to be gotten by standing still, by quiet waiting. It is a thousand times harder to do this than it was in the active days to rush on in the columns of stirring life. It requires a grander heroism to stand and wait and not lose heart and not lose hope, to submit to the will of God, to give up work and honors to others, to be quiet, confident and rejoicing, while the happy, busy multitude go on and away. It is the grandest life "having done all, to stand."--J. R. Miller
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THE MATTER OF MAN IS THE MATTER OF THE WORLD
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”For the creation was subjected to vanity, futility and frustration. not willingly, but because of Him who subjected it, in hope that the creation will be set free from its slavery to corruption and death” (Rom 8:20,21 paraphrased)
He lay in a hospital bed, shut off from those whom he loved. His wife and daughter were just a few feet away, however, they might just as well have been a world away. He could not speak to them, nor could he hear them.
For ninety years, this man had prided himself, in his battle to stay alive. He had fought and survived three wars, although he suffered the lingering health effects that such wars bring. Still furthermore, he had overcome these war wounds with medicines and operations. The victor was still ticking, while lesser men of his generation had gone by way of the grave. On this day however, this proud old warrior would meet his Waterloo.
The old man in bed mumbled with incoherence and listened with out perception. Angst, born of frustration covered his strained face. The proud warrior would turn his attention from his tearful family and he would pick up his limp left arm with his right hand and the look of angst would turn to horror. The left side of his body was paralyzed, as was also part of his brain. The death stroke had done that which no war had been able. The frustrated old man, with the view of his lifeless arm was coming to the realization he was all but dead. The Commander was caught in the edge of the inescapable eddy, where life mixes with death and the quality of one’s living would measure the quality of one’s dying . No amount of conjured up will over matter would serve death’s angry victim any longer. The tried and tested Naval Officer had no choice but vacate the sinking ship, of his dieing body. His fearful angst would soon be over as God’s heavenly beckon would be heeded, as it is with all dieing men.
Sometimes I cry when I think of my Dad, just a few months ago suffering in this way, However after my cry, there is joy found as I realize my father’s sojourn is over and his soul enjoys the rest of Heaven's home port.
I shared this sad and horrific story of my Father’s demise, that you might understand something of why the experience of physical death prods me. I am confronted with a desire to know more of God’s purpose in using the frustration of corruption in His great plan and purpose for man. As it would be, I myself, must awaken each day, with the realization this could be my last day on earth because of the mortal disease in my body. The subject of mortality is close at hand, however unlike my suffering Father, I am at peace, as to whether I live or die. Hand in hand with my peace, I have long lost the illusion of my will over any matter. So enjoyable is my current peace, I have not even the beginnings of a bucket list. In my heart there is not one wishful “to do before I die.” This in turn, brings me to the subject of today’s blog, where we will explore the subject of corruption in the matter of man, which is the matter of earth. This subject broached, will hopefully show us physical death was universal, even before there was an Adam. We will try to at least free Adam, the earliest member of our family, from the title of “the bearer of death.” When I speak of this "death", I address the physical version.
God formed man out of the earth. He then took this earthen form, made of the corruptible substance of the world and God breathed the pure breath of His very life into it. With my use of the word “corruption” and its derivatives please don’t mistake me as an old Gnostic, who believes the entire material world is evil. Far from it, the world with its corruption and disorder, when viewed with His purpose in mind is indeed full of His glory and to even be enjoyed. So with task at hand, I must now propose that Adam, the first man had death and corruption already working in him, even before he would eat of the cursed tree of the knowledge of good and evil. Death and the propensity to sin was already in Adam’s form.
I must also remark, that it is of late, I found out once again the organized church had failed me, and most likely you also, by teaching us falsely concerning. “the fall of Adam, which they say, brought the fall of the world.” The truth is, the first man was already fallen by his substantive nature, and he could only manifest into action his fallen nature. Simply put, Adam was made for such action. As I like to say, regarding the church’s faulty suppositions, “if the church teaches it, you can bet it is wrong.” There is but one reason to teach such wrong things and that being, there is a lying spirit within us and a false reality in the world, that ever entices us to seek lasting comfort in the temporal chaos and corruption of the material realm. The modern “Prosperity Gospel” and the old “Protestant Ethic” are built upon this very false reality and fed by the aforementioned lying spirit. Instead of living the lie, may we each come to realize, we are but sojourners, having left our first estate to realize through an earthly human experience the measure and increase of God’s Love.
In our human sojourn, physical death is but the shadow of our greater death, which is spiritual. Yet, through the enticing lure of the world, we are apt to focus on the physical rather than the spiritual. So it is, man has embraced the erroneous and traditional teaching of the fall of Adam. It seems, the enemy of our soul would like us to believe our natural physical death is the great penalty for sin’s action, when in reality it is spiritual death. The hidden secret is that disorder and death was already within the very nature of the world, and likewise in man, who was made from the very substance of the world. God saw in His omniscient wisdom that with His clean breath would come forth the inkling of His nature of which is immortal. So it is, God's pure spirit within the corruptible form of man supports the greatest of tensions. It is the unbearable itch that begs a bloody scratching. The immortal life of the Spirit is set within the being of the natural man that marches to the mortal song of the cosmos. The mortal man is made to seek immortality which only God possesses. Man must reach and he does so toward the appointed tree. With his reach Adam becomes astutely aware of his corrupt nature. "Grab anything to cover up!", He thinks and in a rush a few fig leaves are reached for. On and on man will reach, only to be thwarted in his desire to be saved from his wretched condition and cursed fate. The great Truth is man’s salvation is top down and comes not by man reaching but by God stooping. Oh, how many of us have learned this and we learn even a bit more with each passing day. To look upon the pitiful face and marred visage of Jesus is to know the stooping love of God. To know God coming as a Servant and coming as a Man to bear all of the sin and corruption in you and in me is to hear our souls primal cry, “HOW GREAT A LOVE, WHO CAN EVER MEASURE SUCH WONDER !”
”For the creation was subjected to vanity, futility and frustration. not willingly, but because of Him who subjected it, in hope that the creation will be set free from its slavery to corruption and death” (Rom 8:20,21 paraphrased)He lay in a hospital bed, shut off from those whom he loved. His wife and daughter were just a few feet away, however, they might just as well have been a world away. He could not speak to them, nor could he hear them.
For ninety years, this man had prided himself, in his battle to stay alive. He had fought and survived three wars, although he suffered the lingering health effects that such wars bring. Still furthermore, he had overcome these war wounds with medicines and operations. The victor was still ticking, while lesser men of his generation had gone by way of the grave. On this day however, this proud old warrior would meet his Waterloo.
The old man in bed mumbled with incoherence and listened with out perception. Angst, born of frustration covered his strained face. The proud warrior would turn his attention from his tearful family and he would pick up his limp left arm with his right hand and the look of angst would turn to horror. The left side of his body was paralyzed, as was also part of his brain. The death stroke had done that which no war had been able. The frustrated old man, with the view of his lifeless arm was coming to the realization he was all but dead. The Commander was caught in the edge of the inescapable eddy, where life mixes with death and the quality of one’s living would measure the quality of one’s dying . No amount of conjured up will over matter would serve death’s angry victim any longer. The tried and tested Naval Officer had no choice but vacate the sinking ship, of his dieing body. His fearful angst would soon be over as God’s heavenly beckon would be heeded, as it is with all dieing men.
Sometimes I cry when I think of my Dad, just a few months ago suffering in this way, However after my cry, there is joy found as I realize my father’s sojourn is over and his soul enjoys the rest of Heaven's home port.
I shared this sad and horrific story of my Father’s demise, that you might understand something of why the experience of physical death prods me. I am confronted with a desire to know more of God’s purpose in using the frustration of corruption in His great plan and purpose for man. As it would be, I myself, must awaken each day, with the realization this could be my last day on earth because of the mortal disease in my body. The subject of mortality is close at hand, however unlike my suffering Father, I am at peace, as to whether I live or die. Hand in hand with my peace, I have long lost the illusion of my will over any matter. So enjoyable is my current peace, I have not even the beginnings of a bucket list. In my heart there is not one wishful “to do before I die.” This in turn, brings me to the subject of today’s blog, where we will explore the subject of corruption in the matter of man, which is the matter of earth. This subject broached, will hopefully show us physical death was universal, even before there was an Adam. We will try to at least free Adam, the earliest member of our family, from the title of “the bearer of death.” When I speak of this "death", I address the physical version.
God formed man out of the earth. He then took this earthen form, made of the corruptible substance of the world and God breathed the pure breath of His very life into it. With my use of the word “corruption” and its derivatives please don’t mistake me as an old Gnostic, who believes the entire material world is evil. Far from it, the world with its corruption and disorder, when viewed with His purpose in mind is indeed full of His glory and to even be enjoyed. So with task at hand, I must now propose that Adam, the first man had death and corruption already working in him, even before he would eat of the cursed tree of the knowledge of good and evil. Death and the propensity to sin was already in Adam’s form.
I must also remark, that it is of late, I found out once again the organized church had failed me, and most likely you also, by teaching us falsely concerning. “the fall of Adam, which they say, brought the fall of the world.” The truth is, the first man was already fallen by his substantive nature, and he could only manifest into action his fallen nature. Simply put, Adam was made for such action. As I like to say, regarding the church’s faulty suppositions, “if the church teaches it, you can bet it is wrong.” There is but one reason to teach such wrong things and that being, there is a lying spirit within us and a false reality in the world, that ever entices us to seek lasting comfort in the temporal chaos and corruption of the material realm. The modern “Prosperity Gospel” and the old “Protestant Ethic” are built upon this very false reality and fed by the aforementioned lying spirit. Instead of living the lie, may we each come to realize, we are but sojourners, having left our first estate to realize through an earthly human experience the measure and increase of God’s Love.
In our human sojourn, physical death is but the shadow of our greater death, which is spiritual. Yet, through the enticing lure of the world, we are apt to focus on the physical rather than the spiritual. So it is, man has embraced the erroneous and traditional teaching of the fall of Adam. It seems, the enemy of our soul would like us to believe our natural physical death is the great penalty for sin’s action, when in reality it is spiritual death. The hidden secret is that disorder and death was already within the very nature of the world, and likewise in man, who was made from the very substance of the world. God saw in His omniscient wisdom that with His clean breath would come forth the inkling of His nature of which is immortal. So it is, God's pure spirit within the corruptible form of man supports the greatest of tensions. It is the unbearable itch that begs a bloody scratching. The immortal life of the Spirit is set within the being of the natural man that marches to the mortal song of the cosmos. The mortal man is made to seek immortality which only God possesses. Man must reach and he does so toward the appointed tree. With his reach Adam becomes astutely aware of his corrupt nature. "Grab anything to cover up!", He thinks and in a rush a few fig leaves are reached for. On and on man will reach, only to be thwarted in his desire to be saved from his wretched condition and cursed fate. The great Truth is man’s salvation is top down and comes not by man reaching but by God stooping. Oh, how many of us have learned this and we learn even a bit more with each passing day. To look upon the pitiful face and marred visage of Jesus is to know the stooping love of God. To know God coming as a Servant and coming as a Man to bear all of the sin and corruption in you and in me is to hear our souls primal cry, “HOW GREAT A LOVE, WHO CAN EVER MEASURE SUCH WONDER !”
In the past weeks I have attempted a number of times to free Adam from unwarranted blame with regard to “physical death.” I have written some lengthy messages and even posted one on SONSHINE for a day or two before removing it. Hopefully by sharing a small portion at a time, I can sufficiently convey why “physical death” is not to be feared. With this, I hope also to show, how life in every form is to be cherished and even enjoyed. Maybe we will then be able to read these words of Paul and realize this is, NORMAL CHRISTIAN LIVING.
For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain. But if I live in the flesh, this is the fruit of my labour: yet what I shall choose I wot not. For I am in a strait betwixt two, having a desire to depart, and to be with Christ; which is far better: Nevertheless to abide in the flesh is more needful for you. And having this confidence, I know that I shall abide and continue with you all for your furtherance and joy of faith. That your rejoicing may be more abundant in Jesus Christ for me by my coming to you again.
Paul in his epistle to the Philippians
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HOW PRECIOUS WAS THAT !
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Drew Brees is a man that knows the value of a Superbowl. The winning quarterback and "Most Valuable Player" of the victorious Saints, was seen by millions after the game, sharing a moment of a life time with his one year old son. This man of God wept before the world as he did this. How precious was that!
Drew Brees is a man that knows the value of a Superbowl. The winning quarterback and "Most Valuable Player" of the victorious Saints, was seen by millions after the game, sharing a moment of a life time with his one year old son. This man of God wept before the world as he did this. How precious was that!
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JOIAN REALIZES THE GREATER PART OF HER FATHER'S ESTATE
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Oh, how this temporal world entices the souls of men, in their forgetfulness of their origins in Christ. We each, have been lowered from our first estate in God, that we might be humbled by the disorder of this world. The forgetful man, not knowing God, becomes as a stranded sailor holding to the remnants of his sinking ship. So it is given to man, this world of corruption, with the respite of a bit of heaven sowed into it. It is given to teach each of us in this world, the opposites of Father God's enduring substance which is our real and ever enduring substance. Of no greater place, than in our facing down of the shadow of death do we find the greater substance of Father's life, through Christ Jesus. Father, help us all to realize our physical death is but only a shadow of the greater spiritual death that is put away upon our remembrance of our Saviour and Lord, Christ Jesus, God's Lamb slain even before the foundations.
Our life's journey can be likened to that of the prodigal son that goes through his substance only to measure the greater substance of his original estate, kept in waiting by the love of his father. So it is today, that our good friend and dear sister, Joian, sees more clearly her original estate, found in a Father's love for His child. Joian has been through a tremendous trial this last week as she has come face to face with death's shadow. How wonderful it was this morning, to read her victorious words as recorded in a short message to a friend on Facebook.
"Life is a circle of repeating, but each circle spirals upward ever closer to Him who we love.....the Lord has said this is not unto death at this time so, I will go on. But departing this world is no longer a fear of mine.......and so stay or go I am his.....I am remarkably well, more deeply touched by God's presence through the love poured out by others than I ever thought possible.....dumbfounded really! I will not be doing chemotherapy as the Lord has directed in the most amazing way to assure me he is taken me gently though this ......"
Joian
Dear reader, you can view something of Joian's recent experience in the "Prayer & Praise" section on our blog sidebar. We also pray, you have the realization that in the face of Jesus, which is the very countenance of Eternity's Love, our physical death loses it's sting. Father's gift to us of the fullness of His eternal estate, through Christ Jesus, is far beyond even our greatest imagination. The wonders of His infinite Love, do we enjoy even today.
Jack
Ps. We continue to lift Joian and her beautiful family up in prayer. May God's restful peace, through Christ Jesus, flow into their lives with greater measure with each passing day.
Oh, how this temporal world entices the souls of men, in their forgetfulness of their origins in Christ. We each, have been lowered from our first estate in God, that we might be humbled by the disorder of this world. The forgetful man, not knowing God, becomes as a stranded sailor holding to the remnants of his sinking ship. So it is given to man, this world of corruption, with the respite of a bit of heaven sowed into it. It is given to teach each of us in this world, the opposites of Father God's enduring substance which is our real and ever enduring substance. Of no greater place, than in our facing down of the shadow of death do we find the greater substance of Father's life, through Christ Jesus. Father, help us all to realize our physical death is but only a shadow of the greater spiritual death that is put away upon our remembrance of our Saviour and Lord, Christ Jesus, God's Lamb slain even before the foundations.Our life's journey can be likened to that of the prodigal son that goes through his substance only to measure the greater substance of his original estate, kept in waiting by the love of his father. So it is today, that our good friend and dear sister, Joian, sees more clearly her original estate, found in a Father's love for His child. Joian has been through a tremendous trial this last week as she has come face to face with death's shadow. How wonderful it was this morning, to read her victorious words as recorded in a short message to a friend on Facebook.
"Life is a circle of repeating, but each circle spirals upward ever closer to Him who we love.....the Lord has said this is not unto death at this time so, I will go on. But departing this world is no longer a fear of mine.......and so stay or go I am his.....I am remarkably well, more deeply touched by God's presence through the love poured out by others than I ever thought possible.....dumbfounded really! I will not be doing chemotherapy as the Lord has directed in the most amazing way to assure me he is taken me gently though this ......"
Joian
Dear reader, you can view something of Joian's recent experience in the "Prayer & Praise" section on our blog sidebar. We also pray, you have the realization that in the face of Jesus, which is the very countenance of Eternity's Love, our physical death loses it's sting. Father's gift to us of the fullness of His eternal estate, through Christ Jesus, is far beyond even our greatest imagination. The wonders of His infinite Love, do we enjoy even today.
Jack
Ps. We continue to lift Joian and her beautiful family up in prayer. May God's restful peace, through Christ Jesus, flow into their lives with greater measure with each passing day.
NEVER ENOUGH TO DESCRIBE HIM
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So I have a page on Facebook. Don't hold that against me though, as the redeeming fact is I have very few friends there and I am even about to delete some of them. I can't send those friends that offend me to hell any more, but on Facebook I damn sure can annihilate them with but a push of the "Delete Friend" button. Lately upon waking up in the morning ,the first thing I think of, is, who will I delete today. Shoot, some times I even make friends so I can delete them. Then they gotta wonder, "now why would he do that?" I do this to those that have Pastor, Bishop or Prophet in front of their name, just to add to their confusion.
Then they have a Facebook function that allows you to hide your friends. This is kind of a purgatory type measure, as these friends are hidden from view, however while even lurking around in darkness they can still see what you are doing. Problem with this "hidden purgatory state, is everyone once in a while a "hidden friend" will pop back up into the light of your page and say something stupid. Yes stupidity will place you in purgatory faster than a speeding crawfish.
Now, Joian, who is much more a Facebook master and a bit more of a private person than me, tells me there is even another button at one's disposal. Push this one and it seems you can send your friends to a metaphoric hell. There they are not only hidden but so great is the darkness they can no longer see what you are doing. Joian must have most of her friends there, because the majority of those on her friends list never appear. So it is, in the strange world of Facebook. And now I wonder what fate I must suffer because of my critical report on Joian. Will I be assigned to annihilation, purgatory or hell? lol
All nonsense aside, there are always hidden treasures to be found when He sends you into a place. On Facebook, Joian and I have certainly enjoyed the messages and fellowship of Terry Crisp, whose writings are linked in our SONSHINE sidebar. We also get together and laugh and cry and pray with a number of other SONSHINE readers. And then on occasion, we actually do add a new friend, of whom we find commonality in the Love of Christ. So it was today that I added Robyn Green to my friends list after reading her anointed message. I found this short writing on another friend's page, where he was talking about "praising God, while not feeling like it." I thought how this older woman must share the my same path as she wrote beautifully and truthfully on the subject.
How many of us in years past sat in a church service feeling as out of place as a three legged cat in the middle of pack of dogs while in a worship service. We honestly, didn't give a flying hoot about dancin and clappin, and singin some joyous "you got the victory" chorus. Well, Read on dear reader. If you know the out of place and undone feeling you will be blessed. If you groan today you will even be comforted.
Robyn Green: I think Psalm 137 was written from that place. It's a prime example of how it's OK to be transparent and honest through even song before God when you are in a grievous situation. Only the Holy Spirit can resurrect you from these rounds of death. God honors honesty. He already knows how tough this is for you, and He does NOT expect you to act like it ain't happening. He will work through it with you. It's just another round of death to self....and intercession for humanity really. You are carrying the "groanings" that the Sons of God have to carry in their pruning and maturing process. So, if you can't work up joyous praise, that's ok. Your lips can still speak praise, even if your heart mourns. Eventually, your heart catches up. The people who may tell you to just push through in praise until true joy breaks out have NO idea what the inner life of a true prophet or apostle is....how intense the burdens are, and how God will not allow us to work our own way out of the grieving. We have to wait on Him to lift us out.
Ps. 137:1-4 A Psalm of Being Out of Place
By the rivers of Babylon,there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
How shall we sing the LORD's song in a strange land?
Ps 137:1-4
Psa 126:1-6 A Song of a Return Home
When the LORD brought back the captive ones of Zion,
We were like those who dream.
Then our mouth was filled with laughter
And our tongue with joyful shouting;
Then they said among the nations,
"The LORD has done great things for them."
The LORD has done great things for us; We are glad.
And so I thought, why not make this "a two for Tuesday bonus blog" by sharing Terry Crisp's Facebook message from this morning, along with my comment. This below doesn't find it's way into the "alien category" nor the "resting at home" position but gives hint that His increase is forever for such is the nature of a Love, which ever grows.
Terrry Crisp: awoke this morning with a vision in mind, almost too great to articulate...of a people coming forth who are positioned in the heavens, who have as their foundational worldview a sea of glass, mingled with fire, & clear as crystal...DOWN THROUGH WHICH they see all things transpiring in the world beneath them. Everything is perfectly clear & transparent to them, because they've gotten victory over the beastly mindset.
Jack Hennessey: That is a beautiful vision, Terry
It just makes me want to stand in awe and I do. Even though we are seeing through the Crystal River I would think we would suffer the tension of Love til the last soul see through the same Clear River which is Christ.
I think of His Love constantly and I think I shall never find the ends of it. Such is the nature of the Infinite Love we call Agape.
Bless you Terry, and keep the adjectives coming, for you know like me, there are never enough to describe Him.
Jack
So I have a page on Facebook. Don't hold that against me though, as the redeeming fact is I have very few friends there and I am even about to delete some of them. I can't send those friends that offend me to hell any more, but on Facebook I damn sure can annihilate them with but a push of the "Delete Friend" button. Lately upon waking up in the morning ,the first thing I think of, is, who will I delete today. Shoot, some times I even make friends so I can delete them. Then they gotta wonder, "now why would he do that?" I do this to those that have Pastor, Bishop or Prophet in front of their name, just to add to their confusion.Then they have a Facebook function that allows you to hide your friends. This is kind of a purgatory type measure, as these friends are hidden from view, however while even lurking around in darkness they can still see what you are doing. Problem with this "hidden purgatory state, is everyone once in a while a "hidden friend" will pop back up into the light of your page and say something stupid. Yes stupidity will place you in purgatory faster than a speeding crawfish.
Now, Joian, who is much more a Facebook master and a bit more of a private person than me, tells me there is even another button at one's disposal. Push this one and it seems you can send your friends to a metaphoric hell. There they are not only hidden but so great is the darkness they can no longer see what you are doing. Joian must have most of her friends there, because the majority of those on her friends list never appear. So it is, in the strange world of Facebook. And now I wonder what fate I must suffer because of my critical report on Joian. Will I be assigned to annihilation, purgatory or hell? lol
All nonsense aside, there are always hidden treasures to be found when He sends you into a place. On Facebook, Joian and I have certainly enjoyed the messages and fellowship of Terry Crisp, whose writings are linked in our SONSHINE sidebar. We also get together and laugh and cry and pray with a number of other SONSHINE readers. And then on occasion, we actually do add a new friend, of whom we find commonality in the Love of Christ. So it was today that I added Robyn Green to my friends list after reading her anointed message. I found this short writing on another friend's page, where he was talking about "praising God, while not feeling like it." I thought how this older woman must share the my same path as she wrote beautifully and truthfully on the subject.
How many of us in years past sat in a church service feeling as out of place as a three legged cat in the middle of pack of dogs while in a worship service. We honestly, didn't give a flying hoot about dancin and clappin, and singin some joyous "you got the victory" chorus. Well, Read on dear reader. If you know the out of place and undone feeling you will be blessed. If you groan today you will even be comforted.
Robyn Green: I think Psalm 137 was written from that place. It's a prime example of how it's OK to be transparent and honest through even song before God when you are in a grievous situation. Only the Holy Spirit can resurrect you from these rounds of death. God honors honesty. He already knows how tough this is for you, and He does NOT expect you to act like it ain't happening. He will work through it with you. It's just another round of death to self....and intercession for humanity really. You are carrying the "groanings" that the Sons of God have to carry in their pruning and maturing process. So, if you can't work up joyous praise, that's ok. Your lips can still speak praise, even if your heart mourns. Eventually, your heart catches up. The people who may tell you to just push through in praise until true joy breaks out have NO idea what the inner life of a true prophet or apostle is....how intense the burdens are, and how God will not allow us to work our own way out of the grieving. We have to wait on Him to lift us out.
Ps. 137:1-4 A Psalm of Being Out of Place
By the rivers of Babylon,there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
How shall we sing the LORD's song in a strange land?
Ps 137:1-4
Psa 126:1-6 A Song of a Return Home
When the LORD brought back the captive ones of Zion,
We were like those who dream.
Then our mouth was filled with laughter
And our tongue with joyful shouting;
Then they said among the nations,
"The LORD has done great things for them."
The LORD has done great things for us; We are glad.
And so I thought, why not make this "a two for Tuesday bonus blog" by sharing Terry Crisp's Facebook message from this morning, along with my comment. This below doesn't find it's way into the "alien category" nor the "resting at home" position but gives hint that His increase is forever for such is the nature of a Love, which ever grows.
Terrry Crisp: awoke this morning with a vision in mind, almost too great to articulate...of a people coming forth who are positioned in the heavens, who have as their foundational worldview a sea of glass, mingled with fire, & clear as crystal...DOWN THROUGH WHICH they see all things transpiring in the world beneath them. Everything is perfectly clear & transparent to them, because they've gotten victory over the beastly mindset.
Jack Hennessey: That is a beautiful vision, Terry
It just makes me want to stand in awe and I do. Even though we are seeing through the Crystal River I would think we would suffer the tension of Love til the last soul see through the same Clear River which is Christ.
I think of His Love constantly and I think I shall never find the ends of it. Such is the nature of the Infinite Love we call Agape.
Bless you Terry, and keep the adjectives coming, for you know like me, there are never enough to describe Him.
Jack
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