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Two directions

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It has been often misunderstood and miss represented. Eternal life and eternal death are not near each other.

It has been written as if the paths are parallel and lead us to a place separated simply by a wall.

The Bible does not teach that there are any similarities between heaven and hell. Unless you want to count that there are souls of men in each.

Instead the Bible teaches that light has nothing to do with darkness. God’s ways have nothing to do with satan’s ways. God’s Way is spirit and life. Satan’s Way is flesh and death. God abhors the things of this world whereas satan loves them.

The paths to heaven and hell are not parallel they are running in opposite directions. There are no crossover street from one to the other. The only way off the highway to hell is to be picked up and transplanted into the highway of heaven. And this action can only be accomplished by the Son of God.

“You looking for me”?

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Most people don’t understand. The moment you’re old enough to be accountable for your actions you have a ticket straight to hell. If you want to bend the natural progression of things you need to seek heaven with all your heart and soul and mind and body.

The hounds of hell have found you! They know your name and where you live. And they will never say, ” we didn’t realize you didn’t understand. So we’ll give you a second chance. Go ahead now, run as fast as you can see if you can get away”.

They are patient, they are relentless, they are blood thirsty for your very soul, they do not sleep nor do they care about your personal desire.  They simply sit and wait for you to come home. There is no pity in them. Does the Eagle cry as it eats the screaming rabbit?

Most people sleep in their understanding of what lay ahead. But they’re sleeping will not delay nor avoid the truth. The only way out is to cause a different future.

Jesus alone has the keys to heaven and hell. I’m telling you what is true it is not speculation, it is not opinion, it is the very word of the living God. Turn to Jesus in faith and beg for salvation. Then be ready to spend the rest of your life here proving that you want him. He also stands willing and ready for you; to forgive your sins.  The question is do you want him to?

Strong as God Needs.

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They led Him in, and He did not resist.  They beat Him without mercy, but He did not plead for mercy.  They accused.  But He did not defend or accuse in return.

They led Him out to finish their murder.  He went willingly, until His legs could not find strength.  They pounded nails, He did not resist them.  They raised up their murderous machine and let it drop violently into the hole.  He did not complain.

He endured.  He prayed for them.  Then He uttered words that will echo throughout heaven and earth forever, “IT IS FINISHED”!  Jesus had BECOME!

They thought they were so smart to devise such a deterant to crime.  They thought well of their league to dish out such violence that none would oppose them.  They think so very highly of themselves for what they can accomplish.

Oh foolish, proud, man!  Don’t you see that you had become the ladder He had to climb to become the High Priest forever between His Father and you?  No, you likely don’t.  All eyes will see this magnificent Son of God!  All eyes.

Lord please let these words penetrate to the inner heart.  Let them consider Your Lordship.  Let them understand that even their wickedness is being used to groom Your people.  Man is, at best, nothing but a servant.

You are Holy forever! 
By His Grace.

Freezing Fuzzies

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Foreigner sang, “you’re as cold as ice. . .”.  Somehow we all understand what that means.  There are a whole lot of songs about mean men and women.  How about that miner’s song about “Big John”.  Or Jim Crocie’s “don’t mess around with slim”. 

Nobody questions the meaning of those songs.  But I wonder why we haven’t heard a song about the true wickedness, meanness, and general mayhem directed at God.  The lyrics might include such things as: “Go away, I don’t need your help. . .”.  Or, “I don’t care how much you love me, I love my sins all the more”.  Then there’s that line they do all the time but never talk about,  “Wish I’d been there at the crucifixion” .

I admit it would be out of character for the world to be honest.  But at least it would make people face the truth of their relationship with Jesus.

A reason we can all understand

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George didn’t want go to go the family reunion with his parents this year.  He was 18 now, and completely able to cook for himself.  His dad thought it would be a good oportunity for his awesome son to prove himself before having to strike out on his own.  Mom thought differently.  Go figure.

Mom reminded George about all the wonderful people that would be there, no effect.  She mentioned the zip lines, water park, and fishing boat.  Still nuttin.  She tried that ole mommy standby guilt trip.  George just laughed.  Then mom pulled out the big gun.  “Your great uncle George will be there.  He’s flying in from Russia tomorrow”.  George had heard great stories about the man he was named after, but he had never met him.  This announcement caused George to pause and consider.  But, in the end of consideration, selfishness won.  George waved goodbye as his parents the next day.

There’s no need to tell you about the things George experienced while his parents were gone.  You see, George is determined to become “someone”.  So his exploits alone would be quite bland to most.  No headlines here folks.  However, when mom and dad came home they had exploits enough to make up for George’s monotone life. 

Seems uncle George was a massive hit at the reunion.  He showed up in a limousine.   He had 5 body guards, 2 male attendants, and a helicopter flew in just in case something pressing came up.

Uncle George split the darkness around the camp fire with tales of war, intrigue, customs of Russia, and all these tales were made to come alive by the man’s marvelous accent.  What a time his parents had!  And they talked about it for hours. 

They told their son that “he” had asked about him.  And when they explained about the need to go it alone, Uncle just got this weird little smile on his face.  “I was in great hopes of meeting the boy.  I have some gifts I wanted to give him personally.  And I have purchased some land in his name.  No matter.  I will hopefully meet him some day”.

It didn’t take but a moment for the regret to sink into George’s heart.  But it took some years to depart.  His uncle was killed the next month in a political assassination.  The gifts, gone.  The land, gone.  But, most of all, the great man George never met, gone.

What does this story mean?  It means, simply, that we talk and talk about the glories of Jesus.  But you’re intent on staying here.  There is one twist, however, that can’t be made from the story.  You will see Him.  But you won’t be allowed to enter if you don’t accept His gift by faith now.  Won’t you PLEASE come with us as we assend the Hill of the Lord!

By His Grace.

Pure

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In the early days of Christianity the word pure did not have the same definition as it does today. Today we might think about pure sugar, pure water, pure chemicals and the like.  These things are edible or usable because they are pure. But we say “pure” from our own perspective.  We who are impure call something better by a word that does not apply to us.

We all die and we will all appear before the Pure God.  Most people are aware of this truth.  But few give the concept the priority it demands.  To clarify what I’m trying to say let me play with a concept for a minute.

Let’s say I had a disintegrator gun and it was set to simply remove impure attributes. You consent (by signing 437 consent forms) and I begin to remove from you the things that are impure.

First the ray works on your clothing for it was made with impure thread.  Then the dirt on your skin is its object, for the dirt is impure.  When it reaches the end of the dirt it find your skin but your skin is not pure, it is removed.  Next your bones and organs until finally all that is left is your soul.  But will the ray stop there?  Sadly no.  Now it goes after lies of every sort.

When the ray is finished we take note of you that you are a micro- scopic speck of existence. That’s all of you that was true.

While I’m finishing up this article someone says “wait”! The scientists who were wielding the gun come running to me.  “Sir I’m sorry we have to admit to an error. The speck of life form we detected is not the person we begin with. Apparently the speck is simply the essence of life.  We have determined that the speck belongs to God.  Sir there is nothing left of the person we begin with”.

My bad,………………