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| pic I took of Lookout Point, Oregon |
Sometimes when I wake up from a nap I
have this uncanny sense of my mortality. It's almost as if time has
paused and I can perceive life in it's precarious state without the
rush of the brain computer's conditional upload. Soon enough the
brain's upload comes and I'm back to the normal thought patterns I'm
used to. Still, I wonder if everyone has this sensitivity when they
wake up from naps?
My mortality is a fleeting
thought in my normal state, I'm aware on some level that this is an
undeniable conclusion to this mortal flesh. I'm also a believer that
the power that raised Jesus Christ from the dead will raise me up too, when this mortal fleshly body does pass away. Even so, something
stops me from grasping the immensity of this reality. Try as I might,
the ever burdening tasks of daily life clutters my brain sufficiently
enough to cause a dull conditional normalcy of thinking. Only in rare
instances, will I break through this membrane, and mostly this is when
I wake up from a daytime nap.
I used to be a weed smoker,
and I would fall asleep after smoking all day. Then when I woke up I
would feel crazed and have to get right back to smoking again. This
would feel very good, and I think it is because the demons were
trying to get me to miss out on the sense of urgency that comes when
getting an acute sense of my mortality. I'm not talking about an
obsession with death, but of an awareness that maybe God is trying to
show me -- to give me the drive and focus for being empathetic towards my
fellow man.
There is so much evil going on
around the world everyday. Our lives are generally such a small part
of this largeness. We struggle to comprehend the immensity of the
whole scene and gather it's meaning. Prayer is the only way I can
attain solace in the madness of the world today. By praying for God
to take these burdens, praying to help people in need, praying for
everything I can muster to think of everyday. This helps, I can have
some part in fighting for those who oppose themselves, who are
innocent and being preyed upon. The fight is raging on so many
levels, yet we must carry on in our daily lives or the machine will
eat us up and leave us on the streets. I know God will provide always
and I'm not afraid of being homeless, but my wife and I have other
people to think about being there for.
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Us Christians who have seen
through the illusion, who know about the NWO conspiracy, who know
about demons and the wiles of the Devil. We are rare and outnumbered
in this wicked time. The confusion is so thick and the mockers so
loud, the religious so stiff-necked. It's a testament to the power of
Jesus Christ that we choose to become so “crazy” in the majority
of the world's eyes. I don't know about you, but it's an easy choice
for me, cause I never thought much of this world anyway. Even when I
rejected Jesus in my early 20's I couldn't stand what I was seeing in
the people here in America. The superficial hypocrisy made me sick,
and finding the truth has validated my gut feelings and given me a
sense of sanity in this insane world. Yes, the word of God is true,
look at how it describes this end times world to a tee (2 Timothy 3).
I've had to deal with some
grandparents whom I loved dying, but I haven't had to feel the sting
of death in a loved one who died unexpectedly. I have to be careful
and thoughtful in my walk day to day, to be mindful of the burdens
some people carry because they have felt the sting of death from a
loved one. We have to have a deep sense of empathy, we have to strive
for this understanding of the burdens others have, before we start to
discern the problems they have because of these occurrences. Does
that make sense to you? I hope it does.
When I wake up from a
nap, there is such a sadness and empathy in my soul. I look at my
wife and think about if she died how hard this would be for me to
deal with. I think about if I died and how she would deal with it. I
realize how precarious life is and how frail we are as humans. I can
only pray and seek strength in the Lord Jesus to relieve this acute
sadness.
Those who are scoffers
and mockers of the cross, they truly know not what they do. They are
hardened in a way that they can't reach that place inside themselves
that has empathy for others. Their bowels of compassion are shut up
and wanting, their sensitivity is numbed out with selfish pleasures,
drugs, and other sin. Although they malign me and the other remnant
Christians, although they hate us for no cause, really they are
crying out for mercy. These hardened souls are heading for a massive
burden, one that compiles all the smaller burdens they've ignored
all-together into a climatic breaking point. No human can stand the
punishment that they are heading for. We must pray mercy for them, we
must remit their sins and not retain them.
Blessed be the poor and
meek in spirit. We are broken and needful of Jesus Christ, we
represent honest humanity, for humanity is broken and in need of
Jesus Christ. Those who think they are strong in their own self, are
deceived and in reality weak and in need of a savior. We have fallen
from grace, we are in need of help from God, there is an enemy after
our souls. Take heart broken warriors, we have a helper in Jesus
Christ. He will take our burdens and heal our brokenness and we will
give him the glory and praise always for his wonderful amazing gift
of salvation.
Hebrews 13: 5 Let your
conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things
as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave the, nor forsake
thee. 6 So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper, and I will
fear what man shall do unto me.
Good post!
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