A Day of Rest
Just started reading Genesis again and the thought hit me, why did God need to rest on the 7th day? It’s kind of one of those “Duh” moments, but obviously because he had worked hard at this whole creation thing for the last 6 days.
I think this stands out to me a little but because we seem to think that simply makes things a reality, by a thought or a spoke word it’s just done. This verse tells another story, that after 6 days he was exhausted and needed a day to rest and recover, weather that is physically or mentally it does not say. I also have no doubt that God could have carried on from that day till this one without stopping, but that’s not the story we are given.
What are your thoughts?
If I were a Democrat, this would be my plan…
If I were a Democrat, this would be my plan.
I want to see all guns, of every type, banned because that way the bad guys and the republicans won’t have them.
Which is ok because guns are not needed to defend anything; like the land I live on, the faith I choose to, or not to practice in, the flag, my children, or even my right to vote to ban guns.
And even if some bad guy does my chance get his hands on a gun, by going around the law, and is holding it to my daughters head as he rapes her, it’s ok because the government will take care of her. Free medical for all the damage done right, oh unless she is old, or crippled, or the doctors are too busy, or she already reached her quota of medical coverage for the year.
Glad I am not a Democrat…
Where is God in my life?
This summer seems to have set me into a drift pattern around things that are of God. I am on the edges, but seem to be having a hard time engaging. Last fall and spring some of the people who were examples to me in their walk have suffered some hurts and chosen to take another path. As a part of that the brotherhood I felt with these men seems to be have cut off. For the last several months I have tried to say there was no hurt in that, but I was wrong. I do feel hurt and keeping that in a bottle seems to have driven somewhat of a wedge in between God and myself.
I know it’s there; I can see it but am not quite sure what to do about it from there. I am praying more, am readying more and trying to surround myself with a Godly environment, but still feel lifeless if you know what I mean.
Anyone else ever felt this way?
GRRRRHA
I have about a million things I want to dig into bouncing around in my head. There are so many that I can’t to seem to put together a single blog post with only one subject. So guess what, I am going to brain storm for you, right here in the “Never Blog”. Maybe if I can get a list I will have something to focus on, and try and get this ball rolling again, so here goes.
The Devils lies – How does the Devil convince is that the things we have to say are not things others want to hear?
God’s blessing on a marriage – Is every marriage blessed by God, or do some fall outside of his blessing and are destined to fail? I often think about my first marriage and how we lived. I can’t see how it was destined to ever succeed. We had a time together and two beautiful children came forth, but as for myself, I don’t think I really had a clue what it meant to love someone. India – Missions Debt, and getting out of it
Being a Dad – I feel like two dads. One Dad to my older two kids who live apart from me, and another for my younger kids who are at home.
Preping
Guns and shooting
Survival
Ribs and smoking them
Making a carrier change
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Bible prophesy
Ok, maybe you all could help me out a little. Leave a comment on what you might like to hear about.
Face to Face with a Badger
Driving down an old dusty gravel road in a beat up pickup truck, I look out the driver side window to see two trees that seem to have grown together a few feet above the ground. Between the two trees is a door, attached to the trees themselves, as if they were grown to be the frame. As I was traveling quit fast down the road, I had to slam on my breaks and skidded for some distance before coming to a stop. I put the Pickup in reverse and backed up to the tree, parked and got out. I had to see what was on the other side of the door.
As I approached the tree I noticed a hole in the base of the tree on the left. As if a very large root had grown above ground and then been cut off to reveal a hollow tunnel into the tree. Large enough for a full grown man, like myself, to comfortably crawl into on all fours. I thought to myself “that’s a badger hole, better stay away” but found myself continuing to look inside of a second longer. At that same instant a badger came rolling around a bend in the tunnel. He was all rolled up like an armadillo or Sonic the Hedgehog, and really truly rolling at me, very fast, yet somehow I had time to run back to the truck and grab a bed pillow out of the back and run back to the tree. In that time the tunnel entrance had changed shape to more of a slit, a few inches wide and about two and a half feet tall. All though it did not appear so, I knew the badger could still fit through the hole, so I tried to block it up with the bed pillow. I thought to myself “that’s dumb, it’s a pillow that badger will just tear right through it”. But he didn’t, he instead was able to get his head and one arm through the gap above the pillow and he was MAD. I was freaking out, it’s a badger, this thing is going to tear me to pieces and at the same time it came all the way through the tiny hole where its head and arm would only fit a moment ago. Heart racing, in a panic I made a split second decision, if I was lucky enough I might be able to buy a couple of seconds of time to get away. My hand shot out, and I grabbed the badger by the scruff of the neck and flung it back over my shoulder, planning to run to the door and put it between the badger and myself. Just before I ran I glanced back over my shoulder to see the last instant of the beasts flight, somehow it had rolled itself up again, and shrunk to about the size of a baseball and landed in a green 5 gallon bucket inside my garage. I thought to myself “He is going to be really pissed, I have to get out of here” That’s when my wife woke me up, only to find I had been dreaming.
Personal Update – Life Experience
Ok, so I want to share a little of what’s been going on over the last week.
The story actually goes back a long ways, but started to come to fruition about a month ago, or so and we closed the deal this week. So here it is.
Over a year ago I started playing guitar. I set a goal at that time to own a Les Paul – It was the guitar I wanted. I started with a dirt cheap Ibanez SE, traded for a Epi Special II (looks like an LP with a bolt on neck), and about a month ago I was able to buy an Epi, Les Paul Standard. I know it’s not the end all of Les Pauls, but it’s my first and I do love it.
But, this baby didn’t come without sacrifice. First I traded in the special II (Not a Sacrifice), Shelled out somewhere around $500 cash (Sacrifice), and had to commit to give up cable for 1 year.
Now let me explain something here. The only time I can remember not having cable TV in my life was when I was young, back in the days of no remote, and playing pong…
Anyway, my loving wife dropped the axe on Tuesday, 4/14/09. The only thing is we don’t have any type of antenna on our TV. So, all of a sudden we went from 600 channels to ZERO channels. We did rent a movie last night, but have not spent any other time watching TV this week.
It’s been good, I have spent more time learning a backing track for Wonderful Tonight this week, and it’s really starting to sound good. I have spent some time reading fiction, which I have not done in a long time. Zander and I had a nerf gun war last night, was also great fun… There have been a few boring times, but all in all it’s been a good week.
I do need to go pick up at least one antenna to that we can get our local news stations for weather updates and what not.
Thus far I have learned that I was not able to actually, completely step away from the TV until it was not an option. It does have a freeing effect by doing this. I don’t really want the antenna hookup, but understand the need to have some access to the world for family safety and what not. If your thinking about it, I say go for it. Set a time frame, and cut the cord.
Family Update – India, Really?
I am going to give a brief rundown of things that have been going on with my family so that there is a written record when things do come to pass.
A few months ago I felt like I heard to God tell me to acquire an item that seemed very odd to me. When praying into it all I got was that this was a test of our (my family) faithfulness. Moving forward with that idea I made plans to acquire said item by selling some things I had, and planned to use some family cash, which we could not afford. When all was said and done, we acquired a different model of the same item with no money out of our pocket. That’s one thing.
Secondly I feel like God is pressing me to get passports for everyone in our family. No idea why or where, but that we need to be ready.
Weeks later my wife hears a word that we will be mobilized.
We are working on obtaining out passports now.
All through this time I have human trafficking has become very heavy on my heart. It seems like I am unable to avoid information on this.
Mingled in with all of this, since knowing Jesus I have had an itch in the back of my mind about India. Today, just a few minutes ago that jumped back to the forefront… Why?
If anyone, Anyone who reads here has a word on this, even if you don’t feel that you can trust that word, please share.
For now I am going to pray for my Brothers and Sisters in India. God please peel the scales from our eyes, soften our hearts, yet prepare the way for your servants to reach out to those who are entrapped in slavery. For those who are not free to choose their comings and goings, who are not free to openly follow the one true God. By the blood of Jesus Christ, if this is my mantel I accept it fully.
Randomness on the Nightwatchman
The Nightwatch stands guard on the wall… Why?
To guard that which stands behind the wall.
Is the Mothers Womb the wall?
And the mother the watchman?
How does the watchman allow the wall to be breached?
Die trying to defend the wall.
Turn his/her back and allow the enemy to pass.
Revelation 1:16
God forgive me if my words are wrong. And if they are may they only fall on deaf ears and blind eyes.
Revelation 1:16
…from his mouth came a sharp two-edged sword
Reading revelations, this passage has always stood out to me. I think I have found why, at least on a surface level.
What is the reason for a two edged sword?
So that you have a cutting edge no matter which way you swing it, right?
From his mouth…
I understand this to mean he will have words that cut in both directions. Jesus on his return will not only have words that cut into the flesh of the “unsaved” but also will have words that cut to the very heart of the church. He is not shy, and he is not one for withholding the truth. We as the Church fall far short of what the bible says he is looking for as a Bride. There are a few out there who strive to become as the bride described in the word. Even within my own church, of which I am a member because of it’s passion to follow Christ, we only truly have a remnant of the entire congregation who really truly pushes in to the deeper places of Christ. Sure out chairs are pretty full on Sunday, but call a prayer meeting during the week to end abortion and watch the numbers drop.
What will it really truly take to achieve unity first within our own walls, but then with the next church down the street?
It has been a passion in my heart since becoming saved, to see the churches become the Church. A few nights ago I saw a leader call representatives from warring nations, with roots in warring faiths onto one stage and embrace one another under Christ. What will it take for them to embrace outside of that place?
But even before that, how do you think the world views us as Christians when within our own ranks we have so much bickering that it often times tears a church apart. I tell you what I have seen over the years is a Church who has castrated itself political correctness, people pleasing messages, and avoiding all issues that are presumed to be difficult.
If Jesus were to return today he would not see his Bride, he would see a impotent, infertile lost soul, as much in need of saving as the “Unsaved”
