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Growing Up is like the “Handwriting on the Wall”


When is a good time to grow up?mad

Ugh…..18? 21? 30? 70?

Kids/teenagers rush to grow up; can’t wait for this and that.

All of a sudden around the age of 25 reality alters the desire to act like an adult; except you are an adult according to age. The clock ticks forward, not backwards.

Some may be slower to gravitate towards this fate; some never get there. After all, growing up is hard to do.

Responsibilities take over the carefree, fickle lifestyle, or it should. For many that day never arrives. One may choose to ignore the accountability that comes along with growing up; only it leaves you behind in a fast paced world of getting ahead.

But…don’t we need good examples of growing up?

Shouldn’t those in positions of authority set a precedence of maturity?

You would think so. That is not the case. Not in America today.

How can we expect our young people to mature when the leaders of our nation act like a bunch of bumbling idiots?  The arrogance and insolence presented from the top down in our principal authorities has become the norm.

The slaps on the wrists made by controlling figureheads is like a teacher punishing 7 year old “Johnny-boy” for pulling “Polly’s” hair in class. They are children; not adults; they are supposed to act like children because they are.

Yet we have elected officials who deem themselves above the law, makers of all things legal and disagreeing with them is punishable by hanging.

When or who declared them God? That’s just it; they aren’t. No one has the jurisdiction of God’s order. Implementing such a false decree is subject to…. remember King Belshazzar?

Mene, Mene, Tekel and Parsin..” (Daniel 5)

Watching grown men and women fuss, feud, argue and slander each other is not only embarrassing but a sad example of what we have become. The pettiness and triviality being placed on issues such as keeping within a budget, not wasting money or borrowing beyond our means without paying it back is ungodly and not Biblical.

Psalm 37: 21 “The wicked borrow and do not repay, but the righteous give generously.”

It is time to grow up.

It is time to establish moral principles and ethics back into our afflicted and deranged culture.

It is time to show our youth who God created America to be in the first place.

It is time to read the “Handwriting on the Wall” lest we become Belshazzar’s descendants.

http://theteentheme.wordpress.com/2013/01/29/immersed-in-gods-word/

http://samuelatgilgal.wordpress.com/2013/01/29/may-gods-plans-be-defeated/

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Snap, Crackle and Pop


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As I regain strength I want to thank everyone for their prayers. I thank God for my healing and especially since I couldn’t hear. Noise of any kind sent a major singe of pain throughout my head. But interestingly enough…. as I was praying this morning my ears began to open up! It was like snap, crackle and pop!

This is a good time to write about something that is missing from what is being taught in churches…..Healing.  Why is that?

Jesus healed people everywhere he went. As he discipled his disciples they did too….Peter healed a crippled beggar. (Acts 3:6) People lined up on the streets hoping Peter’s shadow would fall on them to be healed. (Acts 5:15-16) Peter healed Aeneas (Acts 9:34) and raised Tabitha from the dead. (Acts 9:40)

Paul was given extraordinary healing powers. When the sick touched his handkerchiefs and aprons they were healed. (Acts 19:11-12)

God wants his people well and healthy. Why wouldn’t he?

If God wants people sick then why are so many running to doctors, or taking medicines? If he wants us sick or ill then we are disobeying him if we do anything towards getting well.

Unfortunately there are many who do not believe Jesus heals today just as he did when he walked on this earth. And by this I mean Christians too. One blogger all but blessed me out for writing that on his blog. This Christian retired Pastor who writes to aid in those suffering from emotional issues such as depression told me healing stopped with Jesus 2000 years ago and we should not as Christians go around telling people they can be healed for fear they won’t be!insurance meds

If I had to live believing that what would be the purpose? What kind of hope do you give people with that attitude? None! If we all believed what this man says, why would we pray for anyone to be well?

We can take medicine, eat right, exercise and have surgeries but ultimately God heals us. God intervenes especially as people pray for healing.

Bible characters such as Moses, David, and Paul could not have lived without God’s healing powers intervening on their behalf. Paul makes references to being beaten, starved and imprisoned in who knows what kind of conditions. How did he survive those conditions? How did Moses live 40 years in the desert without the local medical clinic?

It was the same with food. David hid from Saul in caves for months. David didn’t have a nearby cave serving up hotcakes and Starbucks coffee. Moses didn’t spend his time searching for Outback or McDonald’s hamburgers and French fries.

Did God want them to eat and be nourished while camping out in rat infested caves and dungeons? Or did he supply what they needed along the way…..

He did so for the Israelites as they fled Egypt. He provided all they needed from manna as food, to a cloud to follow during the day and a pillar of fire at night. (Exodus 13: 21-22) He also gave them shoes that never wore out.

God hasn’t changed.

And we don’t have to go far for coffee.

http://denimdevotion.wordpress.com/2013/01/28/when-food-becomes-an-idol/

http://unwalled.wordpress.com/2013/01/17/for-those-battling-sickness/

http://faith1stministries.com/2013/01/28/speak-what-you-believe-3/

http://samuelatgilgal.wordpress.com/2013/01/28/joy-in-the-midst-of-trials/

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Packaged Faith from the Sewer


Hebrews 11:1 “Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.”

From Dei Wellman on Faith: the young in Christ need to understand that it takes time to gain a relationship with Jesus — it’s not instantaneous. One has to work at a relationship, in order to gain Faith, to understand that God has got them in the palm of His hand. Learning and understanding and doing Provers 3: 5 – 8 takes time. James 1:6.http://ladydeidre.com

From Pastor Rob Barkman on Faith: It is one thing to want to believe that God exists and He is watching over us etc etc etc. It is an entirely different thing to come to an end of ourselves, where we see we have sinned against God, we can do nothing to save ourselves and we can only come before Him. Knowing that He must save us from our sins because we can do nothing to merit that salvation of our own doing. I believe this is the first step to God-given salvation. Our greatest need is to come to understand the person of God, His holiness and justice; the nature of sin and it’s fruits; and our sinful condition.
http://settledinheaven.wordpress.comfaith

 

God just comes up with some of the most fascinating ideas. He performs what we don’t see coming. He adds parts of this and that and lo and behold we receive loads of what we didn’t ask for.

It’s kind of like “packaged salvation.”  We received it all when we accepted Jesus as our Savior but that is only the beginning.

Visualize a newly, endorsed convert. The enemy runs and hides, angels begin singing “Hallelujah! Hallelujah!” and God gets to tear open another package of damaged goods so he can fix it.

The package comes with an index full of directions, plans and additions. Like most people, (especially men) they don’t read the directions! They ignore the detailed plans and the execution of those plans.

The process of repair can take a very long time. Some need to be sent off to a “repair shop” for an overhaul.

Others want reconditioning, reconstruction or replacement of parts.

And some, well they just need to learn how to read the directions.

No matter where you are in the packaging process, God adds qualifications or character traits to each follower as they mature. For instance; who knew God would provide a need for someone they didn’t think about or even know to do anything about because they were so busy doing what they were suppose to do to start with?

A few years ago I noticed a foul smell coming from our bathroom. It seems that someone prior to living in this house really liked flossing their teeth. Instead of throwing the floss in the trash, they threw it in the toilet! It became apparent the sewage line was backed up…….whew…..it was awful. Anyway I called a plumber and begged them to send someone ASAP. They did. He was as shocked as I was when he stuck the long, long, very long snake in the sewer line in the yard and came out with floss. A lot of floss. Wads of used floss. He shook his head and told me, “You wouldn’t believe what people put down their toilets.”

Writing him a check for his work, I sensed the Holy Spirit telling me to ask him about his family, and life. He had lost one job, but finally found that one. His wife had been sick for 5 years and could not work due to a brain tumor. He spoke of how he loved this woman and how he had taken care of her, but wished he could do more for her. All their money had been spent on medical bills.

He started to cry. Her washer machine had broken and she had to wash their clothes by hand. He told me he couldn’t afford to buy her a used one much less a new one.

I handed him the first check.

I handed him the second check.washer

Gazing at the 2nd check he asked me “what is this check for?”

I replied, “Go buy your wife a washer machine.”

Tears flowed from his eyes like a flood.

“I can’t take your money. You don’t even know me.”

“Yes I do” I replied, “You are a man trying to do the right thing. Now go buy your wife a washer machine.”

Hugging me and thanking God, he waved goodbye and drove off.

I refrained from telling Mark this story until……3 weeks later I received a letter in the mail from his wife. Now it was my time to cry.

The letter remains in my desk drawer as a reminder of how the Holy Spirit works behind the scenes. You see, it wasn’t about the money or the sewer backing up and it certainly wasn’t about me.

God knew what he needed. God knew how he had unselfishly cared for his sick wife. God knew this man needed a faith pick me up.

When we prioritize our lives with God, that which we don’t see coming, shows up in a package of faith he gives us. He takes care of us in areas we don’t have time or the ability to deal with because we are wrapped up in doing his work to begin with.

As God gives us the Gift of Faith, it grows with each and every one of his miracles he performs; and most of the time when we least expect it.

God will place people in our path, give us favor with those we don’t know and even use a stopped up smelly sewer as a reason to build not only our own faith, but to pass it on.

http://media4lifeministries.com/2011/11/09/faith-a-gift-from-god/

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The Yellow Brick Road might Lead you to Joe’s Crab Shack


We all do it.

Some may not want to admit it, but we live our time on earth searching.

Many may believe it is a sign of weakness. Who cares?idiots

We weren’t all born with the genius of Einstein (and hopefully not with his hair) but an innate sense of curiosity or how can I beat the system?

The growing up years are a formidable era to seek for whatever we believe will bring us joy and happiness.  Spare yourself the effort and learn from those who have already walked down that “yellow brick road” of discovery only to be told, “I am not a wizard.”

What you think you are looking for is not at the end of the rainbow or the gates of Emerald City. Usually it is right in front of you but blinded to 20/20 vision.

You ask, “But how do you know?” I just do. Ask me.

The task before those of us who walked down the “yellow brick road” and passed the Emerald City in a bolt of lightning have to step back at times and pray.

As a parent, watching children make the same mistakes we did is like living them over again.  Yet, certain personalities push the buttons of educating themselves by process of elimination, “inquiring minds” or simple stubbornness.

Either way is attemptable and may end in complete harmony with God or contempt. Which way works better? That depends on the heart.

Would most of us have learned what we know now had we done it differently?sylvester the cat

Would I be the person I am today had I bypassed the “yellow brick road?”

How different would the Exodus have been had Moses not killed a man?

Joseph ended up in another country, imprisoned and beaten for 13 years for abiding by the laws of God…..you might say he was the good guy.

Paul was the educated elitist down the hall of Harvard; yet misery followed him once he came to know Christ. Were his actions of accusations, persecutions and obliterating many Christians a result of his sin prior to his conversion?

The search becomes a journey lending itself to growth and maturity. It might be said we do it to reach a comfort level, or accomplishment or just getting through it to end the pain. The incentives creep out of the woodwork like mice hunting for the ultimate block of cheese. The trap is set; but the cheese smells so good….The mouse must decide if the allure is worth an ambush.

Baits are always set; how we respond to them depends on what kind of fish we are.

Do we swim and grab it? Do we mosey around it a while hoping it will fall off the hook by itself? Or do we ignore it and find an easier meal at “Joe’s Crab Shack?”

The answers to life’s searching questions take on many trips. Long trips; short trips and even side trips. It’s the side trips that always getcha…

Whether you are a mouse wanting the “big cheese” or a fish eating crab, God meets us wherever we are.

Whatever messes we made, or delusions we believed, when we reach for God he always reaches back with something good.

He knows our hearts and how to repair them.

After all he was a carpenter wasn’t he?

http://jsparkblog.com/2013/01/21/question-i-dont-think-im-elected/

http://iambecomingme.wordpress.com/2013/01/20/yes-poem/

http://samuelatgilgal.wordpress.com/2013/01/21/the-christian-thinker/

http://jsparkblog.com/2013/01/21/christian-introvert-published-at-churchleaders-com/

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Lights in the Deserts


Crews sharpen skills at Atlantic Strike

How do you respond when the words, “I don’t really have to go because of my injury” are not what you expected to hear?

“What injury?”

“I was hit in the shoulder by an IED while deployed in Afghanistan.”

A casual remark as if it was an everyday event. Maybe it had been to him.

I must admit I was somewhat surprised by his impromptu “matter of fact” emotion.

Years of traveling all over the world, he learned bits and pieces of Arabic, or Farsi as he rattled them off remembering conversations with Muslims.

5.5 years of living, breathing and attaining educated guesses from the Air Force personnel here is just that. They speak their own language and civilians like me always seem to be left questioning. Confidentiality is of utmost importance.

The need to be extra careful not to dive into a memory they prefer not to remember is a consideration I had to learn. Some deploy and come home a different human being not noticeable from the surface. It is a learned process for those of us in the minority here who watch from the distance. A 6 month deployment can reign in a mood that didn’t exist before they left.

A self-proclaimed detachment sets in as they enter back into a life they will never find again.  You can see it in their eyes; pain, sadness and fear stored inside heavy hearts.

There is a difference in acclamation depending on the rank. Most of our neighbors are or have been Majors, Pilots and Lt. Colonels.  The longer one serves reflects a character trait of strength and maturity rarely seen. Life is what it is wherever they are.

In the midst of political turmoil and hostility around the globe flowed words you will never hear on the news or read about on the internet. As the media and our government  continue to cheat the public from the truth producing an atmosphere of fear, a sense of anger arose in our den from this hero unknown to most.

My curious nature obscures my mouth at times, but I want to know what is really going on in the Middle East. The protection of God’s people and his land, Israel are sitting ducks surrounded by what would appear to be pure, unadulterated hate from all sides.

The stigmas created for a moment of ratings rattled this hero. The quiet fury this Christian officer revealed was to calm my nerves as he spoke the words I wanted to hear.

“I have been everywhere and especially the Middle East. 90% of the world is just like you and me. They want to be happy, healthy, and live calm, peaceful lives with their families and friends, and the Muslims are no different.”

Life changing words unspoken in the public arena that need to be heard instead of the urgent 10% getting attention they crave. In no way does this condone the 10% for the anguish and distress produced by “cradles of evil” in all facets of life.

However, doom and gloom has surfaced as excitement, adventure and the next best thing for the media/Hollywood,  content to exploit it for personal gain.

In the center of evil, courageous men and women of God step on soil that has never heard of Jesus.

Marking His territory with the Cross of Christ in reclusive habitations or underground bunkers they risk it all for the sake of lost souls who otherwise would never know the Gift of Salvation.

The light is still burning.

The candle is lit.god is awesome

What the devil doesn’t know is God planned ahead.

He has millions and millions of fluorescent light bulbs waiting to cover the earth with His Awesome Glory.

http://samuelatgilgal.wordpress.com/2013/01/20/the-gift-of-gods-word/

http://churchgraphics.wordpress.com/2013/01/18/immanuel/

http://restingintheword.wordpress.com/2013/01/10/made-for-something/

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The Minstrel in my Head


How I wish it were so. Instead are the sounds of rolling waves, back and forth, back and forth. The ballad is far from a serenade of a nightingale.

Yes, it is more like that of a crooner yodeling in my ears.evicted

This sad effort is of the one who has spoken debilitating thoughts to prevail my yearnings for the truth. This nave or monster roars as if he is the ocean with an alias name wishing to dwell in the depths of ear canals. It shall not be so.

This is a priority. What you hear, listen to or puncture your heart with seals your existence.

The good news is once you hear the songwriter’s articulate whispers the meddling voice of that dastardly beast becomes a no-brainer to listen to.

His tone is confident and understanding. He yields an intimate breath of life into yours with words of knowledge and wisdom. The presence of quiet is his solemn oath of peace. What he speaks is genuine, faithful and eternal.

Yes, it lasts forever.

Once you have met the great “I AM” everything changes. You want to go to war for him. You want to fight with passion for others to be unveiled as you were. Sharing HIM is all that matters.

Once you have crossed the line from a “soapbox from hell” to the flow of his breeze swishing by you, devilish angles become loathsome to you. Evil is now your allergen.glad your gone

Your personal aspirations to avoid sinister alignment of any kind become a sparring match for a “war horse.”  As you dwell in the shelter of the Most High he becomes your fortress against the villains’ darkness. Slowly, but surely you will rest in the shadows of the Almighty waiting and longing to hear his voice only.

Knowing his voice so clearly, you wonder how you missed it from the start.

If he is here now, where was he then?

Oh, but you see He isn’t the one who was lost. He stood beside you, behind you, attempted to block your way from the entrance to corruption.

It wasn’t until you allowed him to stop you, his voice became prevalent; a virtual sound of clarity and hope.

His words are his presence in the form of love. Like pearls, his languages of truth are secrets to his Kingdom.

So, the yodeling crooner is now a far off distant memory.

And the Minstrel of Heaven is the only melody playing in my Head.

http://samuelatgilgal.wordpress.com/2013/01/19/who-serves-who/

http://goldenbible.wordpress.com/2013/01/19/gods-holy-hill/

http://ghettoscorner.wordpress.com/2013/01/19/father-of-all-liespoetry/

http://womenswindow.com/2013/01/18/out-of-the-body-and-into-the-brink/

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