Thinking out loud.
If it wasn’t for the frailties of women, no man would have a wife.
AND
If it wasn’t for the frailties of Man, neither would the Lord Jesus
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The Twilight
Two things matter. But each in its proper place. The things of Heaven and the things of this world.
We struggle through the day. (Think me now, about both.) There is the daylight of this world and there is the daylight of Heaven. Each Place demanding and delivery what is useful to its own.
The articles of each place have their proper usefulness in the life of a man. Though each is distinctly, radically, and eternally different.
So easy it is to allow our eyes to see the grass and nothing more. But when your eyes have seen the things of Heaven, the things of grass fade to oblivion. You endure them out of necessity, but your yearning is somewhere else.
The things of this world are nothing but shadows; tempting, beckoning, distracting, drowning. But the things of Heaven release into perfect freedom. The one who lives by the eyes of this world is a slave to a cruel master. But the one who sees with the eyes of Heaven is set free to really live, by the One who lives forever. Everything the world gives you, it also takes away. Not so with the things of Heaven.
What I’ve said here is absolutely true. Have you been to the place of divide? There is a place a person can stand, the twilight between the two. God can show you where that is. And once you have stood there to witness the difference between night and day, sleep and waking, understanding and ignorance, permanent and passing, you will never be the same again. You will become “A Believer”.
The majority of people never leave this darkened place of transient shadows. At best, most people turn to religion and consider this as satisfactory. The majority of people don’t even know there is a place of twilight reality. That’s why so many are consumed with the passing glimmer of hopeless bobbles and trinkets. (Do not be deceived, science is a religion. It is the pinnacle of satan’s achievements.)
I can’t tell you how to get there. Somehow God transports us in our soul. But I can tell you, humbling yourself before God in prayer is a good place to begin. And I can tell you the journey is not easy or quick. But it is worth every moment of your time. And when you are there, the difference between lies and truth is as obvious as noon and midnight.
The place I’m speaking of is real. And there are many variations people offer, calling it the same thing I’m describing. But understand this: the place of twilight between this world and Heaven can only be inhabited by those who call on the Living God by the name of his Holy and Righteous Son Jesus. And no one will ever stand there unless God himself allows it.
There is a righteousness of this world, and there is a righteousness of Heaven. Seek out the place that lays in between. Then you will know the difference.
You will not believe or understand what I have said here unless the Lord opens your eyes to SEE.
From Peace to Murder
The rest stop was full. But I’d driven as far as I could for the day. I have to stop somewhere. So I parked on the shoulder of the off-ramp.
I was exhausted. A little bit of winding down, and sleep came pretty easily. The noise of the traffic going by hardly reached my ears. But now I’m awake, the sun is coming up, and the noise gets louder and louder. It’s hard to believe that tires on asphalt can be so loud.
I know there’s a measurement called decibel. But I don’t know how to quantify that. If I hear an explosion I know that it’s a lot of decibels. If I hear a whisper, indeed if I could hear a whisper, I’d know it was very few decibels.
I sit here thinking about my family and all the people who rush about everyday. I wonder if there is a decibel measurement for anxiety. I’m thinking about the anxiety called desire, or greed. While the world sleeps, there’s a few who make those anxious noises. But on the whole, it’s barely more than a whisper in this world. If greed wasn’t quieted down during the night no one would sleep.
Then I wonder something useful. Does man even know what peace is? Only Adam and Eve knew peace. Apparently that didn’t last very long Days, months, years, decades, who knows? I don’t know for sure, perhaps it lasted more than a hundred years. But once peace was gone, it is as though it never existed among us at all. And the proof of it’s leaving lay in the ground with their son Abel. And the proof of their realization ran down their cheeks as tears. Peace was forever gone, replaced by something new – horror.
Greed’s particular name that the time was Cain. But his mindset goes about in this world today under the use of a billion different names. Now, all we know is murder and chaos. But you could easily refer to all of us as Cain.
Cain committed the first murder; The taking of life from his brother. But I have committed murder. Haven’t I taken away hope from hundreds of people? In that sense, haven’t we all committed murder?
In those days I was not peace and I did not know peace. But ignorance is no excuse is it? Once a life is shattered, how can any words of Man (or excuses) fill the void? Whatever hope of peace and trust there was I ripped away with a rock called greed. I guess we could say there’s a murder of death as well as the murder of life. The latter, by the way, is legal in this place.
But let’s get back to the theme here .
Peace is an individual. He withdrew from this place because of sin. But he is peace. He is not disturbed by the death of Abel. And he is not disturbed by this wasting disease called sin. And he is not disturbed by the volume of noise greed makes in this wicked place. He is not disturbed by what we do. In the blink of an eye he will shut it all down. But he is very concerned to come and give us peace. He is very concerned about teaching us how to stop murdering life.
We may get some quiet time from here and there. But do we know He who is Peace? I asked that because even while I sit among all this increasing noise, my soul is not disquieted. My body perceives the chaos. But my soul is in his hands. Where does your soul find itself today? Do you know Peace?
What?
If someone will inherit the things of God in Christ, why wouldn’t he or she be extremely passionate about the coming promise? Even if that person’s faith is extremely small, you would think there is an unquenchable joy and yearning for the things of God’s promise.
But if that person truly believes what God has said about his people, how could they possibly resist sharing the joy?
Maybe they don’t understand what God has said. Maybe they don’t know what God has said. Both of those can be rectified by reading the New Testament.
But why would anyone who believes these things choose to live like the world lives?! How could such a joy be pushed down to silence? How could such a person have so much fun in the ridiculous and useless trivia of this world? You would think their longing for the place God promises is so intense that none of the things here give them any joy it all.
I’m trying to help everyone see. And I just don’t understand why they don’t. I don’t want to infer yucky thoughts toward people. But I’ll admit I’m running out of excuses.
Evil?
Come to think of it. Man’s definition of the word evil is also perverted. When someone says something is evil what they really mean is, it interrupts my chase for pleasure and peace. Or they might replace the word my with our.
But man defines pleasure and peace according to his own desire. He rarely considers the peace and pleasure of God.
God made us and sacrificed his only Son so that we could have what is His. But still I see us searching for what is ours.
Ironic humor alert:
Without taking what God offers we have absolutely nothing, yet we fight tooth and nail to keep it.
In a sense, we might be walking dictionaries. But we are in horrible and horrifying need of editing. Enter, the conversation of Jesus.
Words Matter
Man says he loves. But isn’t that like his use of the word good? Words matter.
There is no hatred in love at all. But Man reserves the right to hate anyone he chooses. “If it isn’t mine and I don’t agree, I do not love.” Love is not selective. Just as in good, there is no evil.
When people say they love, I’m not sure what they mean. And I’m not sure what word we could use to describe what they actually do. So for the time being I guess we have to use the word love. But I think I prefer the lower case L.
Words From There 