Prayer and Faith!

I am a Christian. I am not religious. I don’t live my life as a Christian on only some days of the year. I pray to my Lord when the mood hits me and sometimes it is a simple “I love You Lord.” prayer. I don’t always go through a 20 year prayer (you know the kind..they go on and on and on and on!) I don’t do what other Christians do cause well I want to love My Lord not make him into a Santa Claus.

Unlike a lot of religions in this world, I don’t bow before my Lord nor do I have to address Him like I would a leader of a country or a king. I talk to Him. I don’t lay a rug down nor do I face a wall to pray. I don’t have to. I can be sitting in a chair as I am right now and offer up my prayers to Him, laying them at His feet.

So many religions have way to many rituals. They have to do this and they have to do that. They have to sit or kneel or dance in a certain way. They have to say all the right words and in the right way. Everything has to be perfect. If it isn’t perfect then it isn’t right. Now don’t get me wrong, I respect that. They have their ways and have been doing it for centuries that way. But that is not my way.

Sometimes I go through the formality of proper prayer. The invocations and the ritualistic words. Most of the time I just just say something normal. I don’t pray to my Lord, I talk to Him. I don’t ask Him for things, I let him know what I need. It’s not material things normally. I ask for healing for myself  or friends or family.  I ask for Him to touch someone or put me in their path so that they might know that someone is praying for them.

Prayer should be offered in such a way as to not be boastful. Prayer should be humble and gentle. It’s good to ask for those things that you need but do so in a way that is not prideful. Do not go to church and stand in every one’s view and show what you have and how good you have had it. Rather be mindful of where you are. Be not like the Pharisee that got all dressed up and stood showing off what he had. Rather be like the tax collector, a sinner and cry out to the Lord! (Luke 18:9-14)

We all do it. We all pray in a boastful way and the funny thing is is that we know that is wrong but we do it anyways. It’s hard to stop when it is human nature to boast. It is even harder to be humble and ask for little or nothing. I have prayed often for things that I needed, not wanted, and received them. It might be that day or the next but they did come. The Lord does hear and does give us the things we need. It is just on His time not ours.

Jesus said “Ask anything in My name and I will give it to you.” (Matt 7:7, John 14:14). Ask and it shall be given but it may not come in the manner that you expect or the time that you expect. “Lord I need a new car.” Nothing wrong with the car you have,  sure it is not as classy as the neighbours car but you asked for a new car. You shall get it when the Lord thinks it time. “Lord I need money for gas.” You don’t have a dime on you but you search your pants that are to be washed and you find twenty bucks. To some it might be coincidence but a man of faith will say “Thank you Father.”

Faith is a big part of prayer. It is important because without faith, the prayer is just talking. Without faith the prayer falls on dumb silence. It falls onto the ground with a thud. But the same prayer, lifted up in faith and love, falls on the ears of God and He listens. Faith is the acceptance of things not seen yet hoped for (Hebrews 11:1).

As Christians, we walk by faith not by sight (2 Corinthians 5:7). We could walk like others walk but we would get lost. We would wander from the path and find ourselves in so much trouble but asking in prayer, the Lord brings us back on the path of righteousness. It is so easy to fall off the path, specially in the world we know today. We walk the path and then…ooooo something shiny catches our eye. The problem is the shiny thing gets us into trouble.

Prayer is so important in a Christians life. It is the glue that holds our lives together. We fall and we reach up in prayer to the Lord and He reaches down and picks us up. He dusts us off and kisses our forehead, tells us that He loves us and sends us on our way. We fall off the path and He does it all again. He does so in love and patience. He is so patient and so understanding. He loves us as if we were the only ones. Just like any earthly father.

Faith and prayer work hand in hand. They help us come to an understanding that we need them both. Prayer is our direct line to the Father. We don’t have to go through anyone else. No high priest or priestess. We don’t have to bow rather we can walk right up to God, climb into His lap, get comfy and talk to Him. He pulls us close and listens with love and patience. He doesn’t have to write anything down. He already knows what we need but He also knows that we need to ask.

I started off this little tirade with the words “I am a Christian.” but I am more than that. I am a treasured child of the Most High God. I am His and His alone. He holds me when I cry and rejoices when I am happy. He scolds me when I am bad but loves me still. He watches over me and guides me even when I don’t want to be guided.

I offer up my prayers to the Father and He doesn’t go “Oh it’s him again.” He listens with patience and love. He smiles as I tell Him what has been going on. He nods His head and smiles as I ask for those things that I need. Not want. As I said before, He doesn’t have to write anything down cause he already knows what I need. When I am done, I walk away knowing that He is my God!

“I’m not religious, I just love the Lord!” I am in love with my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ!. Am I perfect, nope. I’m forgiven. You can be too!

“Keep Looking Up…His Coming Is Soon!”

The Love Of My Life!

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On Feb 25, 1955, the love of my life was born. She was given the name Rosemarie Dawn Archer. She lived 40 years. She was in her 41st year when she died. That was the day that my heart got a hole so big in it that you could drive a tractor trailer through it and even after 20 years (this year on November 11) that hole is still there. Nothing and no one can fill it. They say that no matter what you think, you only get one true soul mate. Rose was mine.

We met at a bible study in 1979. She was shy and quiet. She was sweet and cute and she made my heart skip a beat. We went to see the movie Jesus and sat beside each other. I took her hand in mine and we sat like that the rest of the movie. We started dating and I fell in love. We went to the same church and we were almost inseparable.

We moved in together in 1980. We were happy and truth be told, she was my first. We lived in this basement apartment that I constantly hit my head on the pipes. One day when she was sick I proposed. I was on my knees peeling potatoes and she was on her third cup of hot chocolate. She came out of the living room and asked for more. I took the cup and asked her if she would marry me. She giggled and said yes and went back to the living room. A few minutes later she came back and asked me if I had proposed and I said yes and that she had said yes and she skipped back to the living room and got on the phone to tell her sisters.

August 29th, 1981 at 12 Noon the wedding took place at Knox Flox Presbyterian Church in Crossland Ontario. It was so black that we were sure that it was going to storm and make it miserable but the rain stayed away till after the wedding and a few pictures were taken before the reception. It is a day I will never forget. Some of the names are foggy but the sight of seeing her walk down the aisle brought me to tears. I was about to marry the love of my life.

We had our honeymoon at the Barrie Continental Inn and it was a wonderful time. I even carried her across the threshold.  We started on a journey that would take us from living in Toronto, to moving back to Barrie. From cheating on each other to fixing it and realizing that we couldn’t live without each other. We went through a battle to keep our apartment and won. We went through a number of landlords and finally got one we liked.

In 92 my dad died and I got the call from Rose and I cried, not for long but I did cry. He was my father and even though I was not his biggest fan, I had enough respect for him to cry. A week later I was at my church’s office and I was trying to fix their computer when I got another call from Rose that they had found something wrong with her blood.

That started a 3 and half year battle with Leukemia. Inside I wanted to scream but on the outside I had to show strength cause I knew that Rose would need me to lean on. She was strong but knew that she had me to hold onto and I was her sounding board, her slapping post. More than once she hit me not cause she was mad at me but because she needed to release some tension and some anger. I was there for that, not because I was a wimp but because that is what a husband is suppose to do.

I held her hand while she went through chemo. I was there when she had to spend time at Princess Margaret Hospital in Toronto for a few weeks. I would go down and stay at their family building, free of charge, and be able to see her. She was despondent one day that she wanted to die. I was very honest with her. I told her that if she wanted to die then she best get on with it and get it over with but that while she did that she should think about her family and me. How that would make us feel and that I would be alone. A week or so later, she was out of isolation and in a normal room. No more gowns and gloves.

She was to going home soon  and I couldn’t wait for her to come home. I was so tired of sleeping alone and not hearing her snore beside me. Yes it’s true, if you just hold on, the snoring becomes normal background noise that is so important to your life. We spent the night in the guest services building and had one of the rooms to ourselves. We made love for the first time in weeks and it was wonderful. We cried and laughed and enjoyed each other. 

The next morning she noticed  little white spots on her body. What we thought was Host vs Graft disease, turned out to be chicken pox. That was on a Tuesday. On Saturday November 11 1995 at 11:20ish PM I got the call from the hospital. The love of my life was gone. All that strength I had had crumbled and I was standing in the kitchen stark naked and I screamed. I cried out and I was crushed.

I was surrounded by family and friends. We had the viewing, closed casket, and we talked about her. All the time all I wanted to do was crawl in the casket with her. To be cremated with her so we could spend the rest of eternity together. As far as I was concerned, my life was over. I had no reason to live anymore.

Rose was my world. I have to admit that I loved her more than I loved Jesus. I woke up to her every morning and went to bed with her every night. We made plans and even went through adoption proceedings only to have them dashed when she was diagnosed. It killed me to tell her that we had to stop them. Maybe we should have kept going. Maybe I would have had the child I had always wanted.

That was then this is now. For twenty years I have, in one way or another, mourned the loss of my love. The woman that I gave my heart to and my virginity. She held me and smacked me. Loved me and hated me. Made love with me and we enjoyed each other. Through it all, if I had to do it all again I would in a heartbeat. I would go through it all again if it meant I could have Rose back.

She was my 4 foot ten and half inch dynamo that loved her friends and family. She loved her husband more and even through all the trouble, she was happy. One day I know that she will be in my arms once more and that we will be together for the rest of time.

 

Sadness Is Not Choosey!

You never im me they say. You don’t like me they say. Guess what…not true. Just like a phone, it goes both ways. Click a button and say hi. I don’t bite (well I do but only If I ask first). See it goes like this. You have a mouse that you can click my name and say hi. It always seems so one-sided.

Connection is great and it does go both ways. It seems that I am always the one to start the conversation. Then people think that I am ignoring them. I’m not. I sit at times and wait for someone to say something then I end up starting the conversation. Which in itself is not a bad thing, but it would be nice if it happened the other way once in a while.

I don’t vent or rant very often. I keep a lot of things close to the vest. I don’t show my unhappiness very often. I plaster on a smile and make like everything is okay. Ask anyone that really knows me and they will tell you that. I play the happy guy but most of the time I am hurting inside. I fake it just to make sure that friends don’t have to see how broken I am inside.

People say, you are a Christian, how can you be unhappy or broken. Aren’t you saved…..Yup I am and yes I am saved but I am also very human. I have my problems with life just like everyone else. I go through things just like everyone else. I get depressed and I get sick just like everyone else.

I said once that I have no friends and I don’t have very many…in Oregon. All my friends or the majority of them live in Ontario Canada. My adopted dad is one of the most wonderful men I have ever met. I love him more than he will ever know. (and he knows who he is.) I watched two wonderful little girls, that i considered my little sisters grow up into beautiful wonderful women. One is even a TV star.

Thirty four years ago I married the love of my life. Fourteen years later she was taken from me. I have carried that pain for 20 years. There is a hole in my heart that was where her love resided. It held me and caressed me and told me everything was going to be alright. It’s not there anymore and nothing can fill that spot. I love my current wife but even she can not fill that hole.

Friendships are hard to find these days. With everyone connected to the net and the phones surgically implanted on our hands. Making friends is not what it use to be. Now we have social media that has taken the place of going outside and actually talking to each other. We replaced friendships with computers. We hide behind our screens instead of face to face. Oh what I would give to see the friends I talk to. To see all the friends that I left behind in Ontario.

I am a sad man. I have my moments of happiness but not as many as I would like. My happiness is in heaven waiting for me to come to her. It is in Ontario where the people I love the most are. Where my family is. The ones that know me best. I am waiting for the day that I can see My Lord and turn in my sadness for happiness.

Folks, make sure you do more than just IM people. If they are close enough, talk to them face to face. If you can’t, IM them often. Don’t wait for them to come to you. I don’t do it often enough but I have been hurt so many times that I don’t bother anymore. Saying Hi can do so much!

 

Fool’s Gold!

“Some may call me foolish, some may call me odd
But I’d rather be a fool in the eyes of man than a fool in the eyes of God!”

1 Corinthians 1:21-25

21 For since in the wisdom of God the world through its wisdom did not come to know God, God was well-pleased through the foolishness of the message preached to save those who believe. 22 For indeed Jews ask for signs and Greeks search for wisdom; 23 but we preach Christ crucified, to Jews a stumbling block and to Gentiles foolishness, 24 but to those who are the called, both Jews and Greeks, Christ the power of God and the wisdom of God. 25 Because the foolishness of God is wiser than men, and the weakness of God is stronger than men.

A man walks down the road and sees another man preaching the word of God. He calls that man a fool and the man preaching smiles. He was called a fool and takes it as a compliment. The man who called the other man a fool, looks at him. He stops and asks.

“I just called you a fool and you smile. Why?”

“You call me a fool and yet you are the fool for you speak to me and understand what I am saying. You call me a fool and yet through that foolishness, men have come to know the King of Fools. The one who died and rose again. He did so that when the time comes, you will become the same fool that you just called me.”

The man stood in dumb believe. He looked at the ground and then back up.

“How can I know this King of Fools that you speak of?”

The fool smiled and sat with the foolish man and in time..they both became fools. Fools for the same man who died for both of them.

When Jesus was dying on the cross, the Jews mocked Him and asked for signs. They asked that if He was the Saviour, that He save himself and them. They begged to be shown proof the He was who He was. They need to be shown that and yet He had said it over and over again. Thomas was one that had to have proof.

John 20:24-25

24 But Thomas, one of the twelve, called [a]Didymus, was not with them when Jesus came. 25 So the other disciples were saying to him, “We have seen the Lord!” But he said to them, “Unless I see in His hands the imprint of the nails, and put my finger into the place of the nails, and put my hand into His side, I will not believe.”

Thomas had to have proof. He had to see a sign. Yet blessed be the one that believes and yet has not seen.

The Greeks on the other hand searched for wisdom. They picked a part everything and had to see the wisdom in the passage. They couldn’t take the passage at face value, which in some cases is not a bad thing.

The gospel of Christ to the Jews is a stumbling block cause again they needed proof. To the Greeks, foolishness. It was folly to preach the teachings of a dead man. They didn’t see the wisdom in it. To God it was foolishness as well but foolishness in a different way. It was so simple and so humbling. A man that didn’t do anything wrong. That taught the Kingdom of God and taught love for mankind was killed because it didn’t make any sense. These people stood around and waited for signs and understanding. The understanding and the signs were right there. Jesus died for fools such as I. He didn’t do it cause He had to. He did it cause He wanted to. The signs that the Jews needed was right there hanging on the cross.

The wisdom of the cross is easy to receive and it really is. But then you need to understand it and to a certain point that is pretty easy as well. What is the wisdom of the Cross….that a man who did no wrong, died for you and me. Period.

I am a Fool For Christ. I am proud to be the Fool.

Someone will read this and go “only a fool would believe in a Dead Man.” The difference between me and him or her is that I have proof that Jesus is not dead and that He reigns on high with the Father. The bible tells me so.

Acts 2:33

33 Therefore having been exalted [a]to the right hand of God, and having received from the Father the promise of the Holy Spirit, He has poured forth this which you both see and hear.

1 Peter 3:21-22

Corresponding to that, baptism now saves you—not the removal of dirt from the flesh, but an appeal to God [a]for a good conscience—through the resurrection of Jesus Christ, 22 who is at the right hand of God, having gone into heaven, after angels and authorities and powers had been subjected to Him.

Luke 22:69

Hereafter shall the Son of man sit on the right hand of the power of God.

The Cross is pure foolishness to those who choose not to believe.

Through these blogs I preach the Gospel of Christ. I present Jesus and pray as I do so that you , the reader, might, if you have not already, come to know the Jesus that I know. The Man that laid down His life so that you might live!. In centuries gone by, they didn’t have the net or the ability to reach the masses like we do today. They didn’t have television. They didn’t have the wonder of radio or the telephone. These are all relatively new inventions. They had to go out and preach the gospel. They had to do it on their feet. Now we can do it through blogging.  We reach millions through the wonder of television. The ability to spread the gospel has become so much easier.

We spread the gospel through music and movies. Live concerts and even recorded ones. Things have changed since Jesus gave that command.

Matthew 28:18-20

18 And Jesus came up and spoke to them, saying, “All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth. 19 [e]Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, 20 teaching them to observe all that I commanded you; and lo, I am with you [f]always, even to the end of the age.”

But the command stays the same. To preach the gospel of Jesus Christ to everyone that will listen. To preach the love that He had for all mankind. To present the only One worthy of our praise. To take the name calling. To smile when someone calls us a fool and to acknowledge that the gold waiting for us is not the gold we can’t afford but fool’s gold. To stand proud and say

“This fool will put his faith in a fool’s errand. To preach the foolish cross of Christ. To stand firm in the belief that Jesus is the only one worthy of praise and glory. He is the only one that showed His love for us, that when He died for you and me, He did so with a love that is so unconditional that He did it for everyone. Not just for the Jews but the gentiles as well.

When you present Christ and they call you a fool. Smile, and say… “I would rather be a fool in the eyes of man, than be a fool in the eyes of God!”

“Keep Looking Up! His Coming Is Soon!

Satan Music ! Please!

“There ain’t no such thing as a bad note, Just bad intentions.”

“It’s not the music, it’s the message.”

Rock and roll is from the Devil. Poppycock. The Devil inspired it. Poppycock. The Devil gave him the ability. Poppycock. The Devil gave him the gift. Poppycock.

Rock and Roll is music. Music is not bad, if it were then all music would be of the devil. From the quiet worship song to the African tribal music and so on and so forth.

Psalm 150:3-5

“3 Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet,
    praise him with the harp and lyre,
praise him with timbrel and dancing,
    praise him with the strings and pipe,
praise him with the clash of cymbals,
    praise him with resounding cymbals.”

Psalm 33:1-4

“1 Sing for joy in the Lord, O you righteous ones;
Praise is becoming to the upright.
2 Give thanks to the Lord with the lyre;
Sing praises to Him with a harp of ten strings.
3 Sing to Him a new song;
Play skillfully with a shout of joy.
4 For the word of the Lord is upright,
And all His work is done in faithfulness.”

Psalm 81:1-2

“1 Sing for joy to God our strength; Shout joyfully to the God of Jacob. 2 Raise a song, strike the timbrel, The sweet sounding lyre with the harp.”

The Bible is full of musical references. Almost everyone is about worshiping or praising the Lord. The only difference from Bible times and today is the instrument. Back then it was the lyre and the cymbals and the harp. Today it is the guitar, bass and drums oh and keyboards. Had David had the keyboard, imagine the music he could have come up with.

I have heard that some singers today have a gift from Satan. That is a lie from the same Satan. The gift that the singers have are a gift from God. It’s what they did or do with those gifts that were given to them. A singer that starts with a band that makes it big in the secular world are treated like they are from the devil even though they are not anything of the kind. They chose to use those gifts to sing about stuff that mattered to them. Then somewhere down the road, they took a different path. Maybe it was drugs or alcohol or maybe a combination of both. They squandered the gift they had been given and they floundered.

They go into a pit that they think that they can never get out of. Which is of course not true. Satan gets in there and starts saying things and suggesting things that dig the pit deeper and deeper. That is because the person believes it. They listen to the lies and fall prey to the evil one and his petty games. They start to believe their own press. They think that the gifts were not given by God but rather Satan.

Each gift is a gift from God. Each gift is specific to that person. Yes many are singers or guitarists or drummers and so on and so forth. But each is a special gift.

I can play guitar. Have been for 40 years. Am I an Eddie Van Halen or a Bob Hartman. No and I never will be. I can play the drums. Can I play like a Louie Weaver or a Neil Peart (from Rush.) Nope and I never will be able to. They have had years of training and years of practice. Does that mean my gift is any different from theirs. Nope. I can sing. Is my singing better than a John Schlitt or an Alice Cooper. Nope. They have had chances that I never had. Where I sang or played with worship teams, they made it to the stage and sang or played in front of millions of people over their entire careers. A gift is a gift and it is what you do with it.

Motley Crue and Def Leppard. Rush or Poison. Do they play devil music. No they don’t. You may not like the music they make but that’s okay. Until I was in my 40’s, I never appreciated Crue’s music and the same with the rest of them. They are a bunch of really gifted guys that took those gifts and did what they wanted to do with them. But to say those gifts are a gift from Satan is the worst lie that you can believe.

Each of their gifts are a gift from God. Theirs to use as they see fit. We sit in judgement of them and say they play devil music. That’s poppycock. Could they have used their music to praise the Lord. If they were Christians, sure but maybe they are not. They play secular rock and roll. So should we judge them for that, ummm no.

John 7:13

“Do not judge so that you will not be judged. For in the way you judge, you will be judged; and [a]by your standard of measure, it will be measured to you. Why do you look at the speck that is in your brother’s eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye?

Jesus was very plain. Judge not. It doesn’t say..”It’s okay to judge.”

“Before you criticize a man, walk a mile in his shoes!

Is there bad music out there. Yup sure is. Do we have to listen to it. Nope. We pick and choose the music we want to listen to. I listen to a whole lot of different music. Classical, Rock, Blues, Jazz, Funk, Disco, Country, Christian Rock, Praise and Worship.

So what is the point of this little letter. Well I heard it put once that Christian Rock was of the Devil. It was the same grinding music and tones that Secular Rock uses. That is a lie of the Devil. Now am I saying all Christian Rock bands are good. Nope. I have heard my share of them that well truthfully, should have picked a different path and the Lord closed the door before they even began. But there are those Christian bands that have stayed true to their calling. They present Christ in a way that works. They bring people to the Lord. They show that you can have the loud guitars and still praise the Lord.

Music is universal. It crosses barriers, time zones, country borders. It even crosses religions to some extent. I enjoy a little Arabian music now and then. I have heard some beautiful Buddhist music. Is it all from the Devil, not on your life. So before you judge, listen. Don’t listen to a few notes. Listen to the entire song or album. Learn a little before you judge. You might learn something and gain an appreciation for something that you have never heard before! You might even come to the conclusion that a little Rock n Roll is a good thing. But some people will still disagree.

As an example I give you John Lennon’s “Imagine.”

When the song came out, people rallied against it. They said that it was a song against Christianity. It was a song against religion in general. When in fact it was nothing of the kind.

Imagine…there’s no heaven!

He didn’t say there is no heaven. He said Imagine.

Imagine…..there’s no countries!

Again He said Imagine!

But the world said that He was saying this was the way we were to go. They judged John Lennon before he was able to say what the song was about. They didn’t bother to listen past the first and second verse. In fact the song is a beautiful song that speaks of a utopia that can never exist.

“Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world…”

Can you imagine all the people living together. Not while there are so many differences in ideologies and religions. It will never happen. Music is music. Whether it be the hardest rock or the softest of worship songs. To be able to sing and play is a gift from God. Plain and simple. As I said before, it crosses borders and ideologies. It is not a gift from Satan. This kind of gift can only be given by God. For it is a beautiful thing.

‘Keep Looking Up! His Coming Is Soon!”

Jesus is to blame…..NOT!

I found a story about a person who has since tossed away Jesus and blames what has happened in his life on everything and everyone else. He blames Jesus and his friends, everyone but himself! The quoted part was my response to his letter.

“As much as I appreciate your story, it saddens me that you blame everyone else but where the blame needs to go. That is with the Band. They are the ones that messed up. You left your First Love because you decided that it was God’s fault. Jesus wasn’t real. You hate Christians. They abandoned you and left you swinging in the breeze.

I stumbled on this blog looking up the band ******* and I thank you for the incite. If the story is true, and I am not saying it isn’t, ******** is a band I will not put into my collection.

You left Christ, not the other way around. He never left you. He loves you or He wouldn’t have died for you. He did that willingly. He didn’t have to. He could have left the world swinging in the breeze but He didn’t.

Being a Christian is not easy as many people would have you believe. I struggle everyday to be the perfect Christian. I struggle everyday to be the perfect example of Jesus Christ. But there in lies the problem. I try to be but unfortunately, I am not perfect. I am a flawed human being. I realized that a long time ago. I am an ambassador of Jesus Christ. I am not Christ.

Your friends left you swinging, get new friends. Don’t walk away from the one person that loves you more than you will ever know. You chose to walk away and that it was His fault. It wasn’t His fault. It was the bands fault and your Friends. BUT You chose to blame Jesus instead for something HE didn’t do!”

It is a sad state of affairs when we blame the one person that loves us more that any other person in the world. We scream out words like “GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING WRONG?” Well truth be told, He isn’t doing anything wrong. “It’s not Meith…it’s youith.”

Let me reiterate, Christians are not perfect. Never have been never will be. Perfection comes when we stand before the Lord and He welcomes us into His kingdom.

I came to Christ an imperfect person. Now I am imperfect Christian. I make mistakes and I screw up. I am the one the committed the sin. I don’t blame everyone else and if someone else is to blame for the screw up,I will make sure to let that person know. But the fact of the matter is, I made the mistake willingly too. I did so with full knowledge and foresight. If my friends don’t want to support me or take the time to support me, I find new friends that will.

Jesus is and always will be my friend and my first love. I blame Him for nothing. All the mistakes I have made are my fault. But it is easier to blame friends or God or anyone else then take the blame themselves.

John 14:2-6

“5 Thomas *said to Him, “Lord, we do not know where You are going, how do we know the way?” Jesus *said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father but through Me.

Oneness with the Father

If you had known Me, you would have known My Father also; from now on you know Him, and have seen Him.”

Let’s look at this set of verses and dissect them. Verse 6 is one of the most well-known verses in the bible but most people really know it but they don’t know what it means.

Jesus is speaking to His disciples. In the beginning of the chapter, Jesus is talking about Heaven and how that is where He is going after his death. They don’t understand. Heaven is a concept, specially the way Jesus is speaking of it, that they may have never heard before. To some heaven is a place where everyone gathers. To some it is fictional place that never has existed. But Jesus portrays heaven as something very different.

14:2

“2 In My Father’s house are many dwelling places; if it were not so, I would have told you; for I go to prepare a place for you.”

Okay so let’s tear this verse apart. “In My Father’s House.” So Jesus is describing Heaven as a house. Not an open area where people mill around like they show in movies and such.

“Are many dwelling places.”

So when we all get to heaven we will have a dwelling place. The King James Version of the Bible says Mansion. Either way, we will, according to Jesus, have a place to hang our hats. A place to live and abide and be showered by the pure love of God!

“I go to prepare a place for you.”

Jesus died for us and is sitting on the right hand of God and is preparing a place for us. He is building our mansions and making them ready for us. He is making sure that we have a place to live in and enjoy.

John 14:3

“3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.”

Jesus promises that when He is finished building the mansions that He will come again.He will come to take home His own. He doesn’t say when, for only God the Father knows that date and time. We will be with Him.

John 14:4

“4 And you know the way where I am going.”

The disciples knew that Jesus would go to the Father. He had taught them many times before about it but their faith was weak. They doubted, like we all do from time to time.

John 14:5

“5 Thomas *said to Him, “Lord, we do not know where You are going, how do we know the way?”

 Oh Doubting Thomas. He doubted a lot. He had to SEE to believe. Just like when Jesus came to them in the Upper Room, Thomas said ““Unless I see in His hands the imprint of the nails, and put my finger into the place of the nails, and put my hand into His side, I will not believe.” John 20:25.

It’s okay to doubt and it is okay to ask questions. So many Christians say that it is wrong to doubt. We shouldn’t doubt. I say that doubting is a good thing. Should we doubt that God is who He says He is. No! Do I say we should doubt that something is from God. Darn tootin. To go blindly into something without thinking it through and weighing the doubts is just foolish. You will know if it is from God or not. Take it to the Father in prayer.

John 14:6

Jesus *said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father but through Me.

The Way

What does Jesus mean but “way”. Which way? What way? Well Jesus says I. Not you or me or anyone else. I. So this implies that He is the only way. There is no other. By Christ’s death on the cross, He opened the way to the Father which is direct not through another person. The veil ripped open, pulling the symbolic door down. We no longer have to knock, we can go right in.

Christ is the sinner’s Way to the Father and to heaven, in His person as God manifest in the flesh, in His atoning sacrifice, and as our Advocate. Jesus vouches for us when we come to Him.

The Truth

The truth that Jesus speaks of is His truth. Jesus is truth itself. He always spoke the truth and never said anything that was  false. In Jesus, God the Father is revealed to mankind. His truth is eternal. It doesn’t change on a whim. He is the source of truth.

He is the Truth, as fulfilling all the prophecies of a Saviour; believing which, sinners come by Him the Way.

The Life

Jesus is life. For without Him there is nothing but death. Now are we speaking of a physical life. Yes and no. While we live, we who are Christian, follow the teachings of Jesus. He gives us a reason to live this life. Spiritually on the other hand, He is the Life. He has authority over Life and Death as given to Him by the Father. In His death, He defeated death and rose from the dead

John 10:17-18

“17 For this reason the Father loves Me, because I lay down My life so that I may take it again. 18 No one has taken it away from Me, but I lay it down on My own initiative. I have authority to lay it down, and I have authority to take it up again. This commandment I received from My Father.”

Jesus declared that He was going to lay down His life for His sheep, and then take it back again. Only He had the power to do so. No one else could take His life nor give it back to Him. He was declared dead and yet 3 days later, He lived again. He could have said “Nope I am done.” But He chose not to. He chose to take His life back and because of this He is the only way to the Father.

“No One Comes To The Father But By Me!” John 14:6

Notice that He says BUT BY ME! He didn’t say “by Buddha or Allah or Krishna or any of the other gods of this world.” Only though Him can we come to the Father. The is no other way. You can try all you like but Jesus is the only Way. He is the only Truth. He is the only Life.

Jesus Christ, the author of our Faith. He and He alone is the only Truth. He and He alone is the only Life. He and He alone is the only way to the Father. He declares us to the Father when we come to Him. He introduces us to the Father. When we come to Christ, through adoption, we become the Children of God. With all the rights and privileges that is entails.

Jesus is waiting for you. He stands at the door of your heart and knocks. He does so with patience and understanding. He does so cause He wants no one to suffer the pain of hell. If you open the door to Him, He will sup with you and you with Him. He will do all that He has promised and you will be brought into the biggest and best family ever. You will have family all over the world that you can call Sister or Brother. You will be able to do so with pride. Won’t you take that leap of faith and let the love of the Son rain down onto you and make you whole. Jesus loves you!

“Keep Looking Up! His Coming Is Soon!”

The Failure of Jesus!

“And if at times our efforts and works seem to fail and produce no fruit, we need to remember that we are followers of Jesus . . . and his life, humanly speaking, ended in failure, in the failure of the cross.” Pope Francis 2015 September 24th!

Can anyone explain this to me so that it makes sense. Jesus did not fail. The CROSS was not a failure. It was a victory! NO where near a failure. Jesus was perfect, and the plan for His life was perfectly planned. The ending of His life was perfectly planned out to the final painful detail.

Jesus was fully human right down to the DNA and the smallest bacterium. He was God in the flesh but still human. Jesus was put on this earth for one reason one reason only. To die for all mankind. He was literally born to die. He knew what He was to do and how He was to die. It had all been planned out. For three and a half years, He walked this earth knowing what His outcome would be. He spoke of it often.

John 2:18-21

“18 The Jews then responded to him, “What sign can you show us to prove your authority to do all this?”

19 Jesus answered them, “Destroy this temple, and I will raise it again in three days.”

20 They replied, “It has taken forty-six years to build this temple, and you are going to raise it in three days?” 21 But the temple he had spoken of was his body. 22 After he was raised from the dead, his disciples recalled what he had said.”

His death was going to be the final sacrifice that God would ever require. There would be none other.

To say that Jesus was a failure, humanely speaking or not, is not right. Jesus did not fail. He was a success. His death on the cross a success. It finished the plan that God had put into motion way back in the garden.

His death was the ultimate sacrifice and in so doing so, proved once for all that He was who He said He was. He was not a failure of any kind. He knew that even when He was born, He was going to die. He knew that He was born to die.

Failure is something that us mere humans do. We are flawed. Each and every one of us. Even the Pope himself is a flawed human being. Jesus is GOD Himself and could never be a failure, in any sense at all!

“Keep Looking Up…For His Coming Is Soon!”

One Father.

Father of One Please!

Will the real Father please stand up. Seems we have so many fathers that we can’t swing a cat without hitting one or scratching one. We have our natural fathers, those being the ones that helped make us and reared us and that we call dad. Then we have those fathers that are friends and that for no reason at all we call dad cause they mean something to us. Then we have those fathers that we call father cause we are expected to for they are priests. Then we have the original Father. The one that by creating the universe and our galaxy and solar system then us, is our Father in Heaven.

Jehovah, Lord God, God, Adonai, Father God. Whatever you call Him, He is the Father of us all. So why am I writing this. Well, something has always bothered me about calling someone who is not your father, father. We call a priest in the Catholic Church Father but it is not a biblical title. People say that we call them that out of respect. Poppycock. So now that I have managed to insult the Catholic Priesthood, let share something that for some, they don’t know about.

First let’s have a dictionary lesson.

Hyperbole is a word that is often misused. It is used to explain something that someone either doesn’t understand  what the word actually means or to use the word so that they don’t have to agree with you.

Hy·per·bo·le.
 
(noun)

“A figure of speech in which exaggeration is used for emphasis or effect, as in I could sleep for a year or This book weighs a ton.”

Now I know that Jesus did use hyperbole at times to explain Himself. That is why He spoke in parables but this passage is not a parable or a sort of thing. It is a command. He didn’t say the word “sorta” anywhere in the passage. He meant what He said. Jesus never minced words. He never said anything that He didn’t mean. When He said something, everyone could understand it.

“Call NO one Father but the ONE who created you, which is in heaven.” Matt 23:9

That is a very clear statement. We have ONE spiritual Father, which is God Himself. We are to call no one else Father. Not Ministers, Priests, Bishops or Pope. They are not the One that created us. They are not holy or perfect. None of them.

All through the news while the Pope was here, I kept hearing that he was the Holy Father. Have you all forgotten there is only ONE Holy Father. The One that sent His only begotten Son to earth so that He could set us free. He created you me and everything living thing on the planet. He did it so that His ultimate creation would have a place and a reason to live. HE created us. HE is our one and only Holy Father. NONE other.

“Call NO one Father but the ONE who created you, which is in heaven.” Matt 23:9

Jesus commanded it. He did not make it a suggestion or some kind of advice. He didn’t say, “Call NO one Father but the ONE who created you, which is in heaven but it’s okay to call your earthly spiritual leaders father.”

“Call NO one Father but the ONE who created you, which is in heaven.” Matt 23:9

That was what He said. It’s sad that we have forgotten who the Creator is. It’s sad that He has been pushed aside for a man who is flawed. A flawed man who is called the Holy Father. He is given the same position as the Lord God. Well hate to tell you folks, I have one Holy Father. He is not a man who lives in some castle made of man. My Holy Father, lives in Heaven and is there to comfort me. I don’t have to go through this person or that person or that ceremony. I get to go to Him directly. I get to stand before Him with all my warts and scars and call him Abba Father.

When Jesus died the veil that hung between the sanctuary and the Holy of Holies was torn in half. It’s too bad that some have erected that veil again and made it that we have to beg for an audience. I am free to God directly.

“Keep Looking Up, His Is Coming Soon!”

Love Is…….Jesus

His Love!

God is a God of love. He is not a god of Hate.

His love was shown in more than one way. It was shown in so many ways but He showed His love no more than when He spread His arms and died for mankind.

The Lord’s Supper Instituted

Matthew 26:26-29

26 While they were eating, Jesus took some bread, and after a blessing, He broke it and gave it to the disciples, and said, “Take, eat; this is My body.” 27 And when He had taken a cup and given thanks, He gave it to them, saying, “Drink from it, all of you; 28 for this is My blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for forgiveness of sins. 29 But I say to you, I will not drink of this fruit of the vine from now on until that day when I drink it new with you in My Father’s kingdom.”

Jesus’s ultimate show of love was when He was nailed to the cross but even before that. He told the disciples that this would happen. He tore the bread and told them..”This is My body. Eat it in remembrance of Me.” Then He took the wine and said “This is My blood poured out for you. Drink it in remembrance of Me.” He loved us enough to instruct us to remember Him. He instituted something that Christians have been doing for over 2000 years. Remembering the One who died for us.

By this time Judas had already gone to lead the chief priests and Sadducee’s to where only Jesus knew where they were going. Jesus took them to the Garden of Gethsemane to pray to God and wrestle with His doubts for the last time. He prayed that God would take the cup of poison away from His lips but instead of saying no, He said “Not my will, but Your will be done!”

In the rock opera Jesus Christ Superstar, it shows them in the garden. The last supper didn’t actually happen there but hey, they had a limited budget. From the supper Jesus goes and prays. In the movie He is played by Ted Neeley and through song, lets God know about His doubts. At the end of the song Jesus says

” God, thy will is hard,
But you hold every card.
I will drink your cup of poison.
Nail me to your cross and break me,
Bleed me, beat me,
Kill me.
Take me, now!
Before I change my mind.”

In Matthew 26:39, 42

39 And He went a little beyond them, and fell on His face and prayed, saying, “My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass from Me; yet not as I will, but as You will.”

42 He went away again a second time and prayed, saying, “My Father, if this cannot pass away unless I drink it, Your will be done.”

Jesus could have said no. He could have walked away but He was an obedient Son and did what His Father asked of him. Even in the movie, Jesus did what His Father asked of Him.

His love for his enemy was so strong that when Peter sliced off the guard’s ear, Jesus healed him. Even in all the turmoil if an arrest, Jesus showed love.

Luke 22:49-51

49 When those who were around Him saw what was going to happen, they said, “Lord, shall we strike with the sword?” 50 And one of them struck the slave of the high priest and cut off his right ear. 51 But Jesus answered and said, “Stop! No more of this.” And He touched his ear and healed him.

His love for us was so strong that when He was taken to Pilate, the first time and after He had been humiliated by not only Caiaphas but also Herod,  He was taken to Pilate a second time. Pilate still wanted nothing to do with Him but knew he had no choice. Pilate ordered Jesus to scourged. 39 lashes Jesus would take. Each one was counted off. Jesus, according to the Bible, made not a sound. Did He cry out in pain, I don’t know. He might have. It is not mentioned in the Bible but that doesn’t mean that He didn’t.

The historian of the day said that by the time the guard was done with Jesus, His back was like raw hamburger. He was beaten and battered. Bruised and hit so many times that His face was all but recognizable. Yet He carried a half ton cross up the way of sorrows till He could carry it no further and Simon of Cyrene was pulled out of the crowd to carry the cross the rest of the way. Meanwhile Jesus was expected to walk up the rest of the way. Did he cry out in pain. Maybe, I think he did but the Bible records that He only said a few words as He walked up the way of sorrows.

Luke 23:27-30

27 And following Him was a large crowd of the people, and of women who were mourning and lamenting Him. 28 But Jesus turning to them said, “Daughters of Jerusalem, stop weeping for Me, but weep for yourselves and for your children. 29 For behold, the days are coming when they will say, ‘Blessed are the barren, and the wombs that never bore, and the breasts that never nursed.’ 30 Then they will begin to say to the mountains, ‘Fall on us,’ and to the hills, ‘Cover us.’ 31 For if they do these things when the tree is green, what will happen when it is dry?”

Even then He shows love by telling them not to weep for Him but weep for the babies and the little ones and themselves. Not to worry over Him.

He showed more love than any other man once He got Golgotha. The place of the skull. The mountain had caves that formed the face of a skull. It was there that the ultimate show of love would be revealed. With each hammer blow on the nails, shock waves of pain would pass through His body. He screamed, I am sure of it. He was after all a man. He felt pain. Each blow on each nail, slicing through skin and into muscle and sinew. Tearing apart blood vessels. His body racked with pain and yet it was not over.

After Jesus had been nailed and then roped lashed around His arms so that they would not rip away, the cross was lifted up by winches and more rope, the cross was dropped in the ground with a thud that would have racked His body with so much pain that I think I would have prayed that they just kill me and get it over with. But I am not Jesus.

 Like a lamb led to the slaughter is dumb, Jesus stayed silent for most of the pain and suffering but he did utter some words.

Jesus said 7 things while hanging from the cross. Each time He had to lift himself up by his feet so that he could get enough air to do so. The pain would have been excruciating!

First Words

Luke 23:34

The Jesus said “Father forgive them for they know not what they do.”

Jesus could have spit vile at them and cursed them. Treated them like scum, as most of Israel thought of them but He didn’t . He showed them compassion and forgiveness. He loved even the people who were trying killing Him. He cried out to the Father to forgive them.

Second Words

Luke 23:43

And He said to him, “Truly I say to you, today you shall be with Me in Paradise.”

Jesus was crucified with two other men. Both thieves. One joined the crowd and shouted arrows of hate at Him but one didn’t. He knew that they deserved everything that they were getting.

Luke 23: 40-41

40 But the other answered, and rebuking him said, “Do you not even fear God, since you are under the same sentence of condemnation? 41 And we indeed are suffering justly, for we are receiving what we deserve for our deeds; but this man has done nothing wrong.”

The second thief knew he had done wrong and repented for it. He was ready to pay for his crimes. The he said the one thing that gave him salvation.

Luke 23:42-43

42 And he was saying, “Jesus, remember me when You come in Your kingdom!” 43 And He said to him, “Truly I say to you, today you shall be with Me in Paradise.”

Jesus knew that this man was repented and knew that he was sincere. He promised this thief eternal life. Jesus showed His love to this man.

Third Words

John 19:26-27

26 When Jesus then saw His mother, and the disciple whom He loved standing nearby, He *said to His mother, “Woman, behold, your son!” 27 Then He *said to the disciple, “Behold, your mother!” From that hour the disciple took her into his own household.

Jesus loved His mother so much. Mary was his world. He made sure that she was taken care of. He even gave her a new son. John, the disciple that Jesus loved the most, took Mary into his home as his mother. I am sure that Jesus was smiling when He said those words.

Fourth Words

Matthew 27:46

46 About the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?” that is, My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?”

He cried out to His Father. He cried out in pain and suffering. He cried out in need. He cried out in love to His Father and yet His Father turned his back on Him for God can not look upon sin. He cried out and yet nothing happened. He could have called the angels from heaven to come and save Him but it was not to be. This is what was supposed to happen. It was His destiny.

Fifth Words

John 19:28

28 After this, Jesus, knowing that all things had already been accomplished, to fulfill the Scripture, *said, “I am thirsty.”

Jesus knew that everything was ready. His death was near and that no one could stop it now. He has fulfilled scripture and proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that He was who He said He was. He had stayed on the path and walked the walk that He had to. All this pain and suffering to prove WHO HE WAS!

Sixth Words

John 19:30

30 Therefore when Jesus had received the sour wine, He said, “It is finished!” And He bowed His head and gave up His spirit.

Jesus chose the time death. He always knew where it would happen. That had been laid out long ago but He chose the time. He waited for it all to be in order. He then spoke the words that needed to be said. “It Is Finished!”

Seventh Words

Luke 23:46

46 And Jesus, crying out with a loud voice, said, “Father, into Your hands I commit My spirit.” Having said this, He breathed His last.

The last phrase was the most important. Even in death Jesus had trust in God. He knew that God loved Him. It takes absolute trust to trust someone with your soul. Jesus had that absolute trust. At that very moment of Christ’s death, the veil that separated the Holy of Holies from all of man kind was torn. Split right down the middle. Allowing for the first time for a normal man to be able to go and talk to the Father without any fear of death.

Jesus’s love touched so many people. It touched a Roman Centurion whose child was healed (Matthew 8:5-13). It touched a woman who was too afraid to speak to Jesus directly, but rather said “If I can only touch the hem of His garment, I will be healed.” (Matthew 9:20). The blind man who was given back his sight with the use of mud (John 9 4-11).  The adulteress that was dragged out to be stoned. They were well in their rights to stone her. Jesus could have said yes, stone her but he didn’t He showed compassion (John 8:1-11).

Jesus love was so strong that not even death could stop Him. He defeated death and corruption. Jesus was as dead as a door nail. He rose from the dead to fulfill the prophecies and to show that His love was so strong. Jesus loves you. He was born to die. He lived to show the way. He died to provide the way to the Father and He rose again to prove that we can defeat death! Jesus did it all!

Jesus is Love and Love is Jesus!