“To those who believe in me, the Father shall grant them eternal life” (paraphrase).
So like what is this eternal life? Mom and Dad (or a friend or close relative) have passed away many years ago. Haven’t had coffee with them lately and probably will not. Unless you have had the dream when they come back briefly sitting next to you in a bus, on a train or plane or while on a walk. Maybe even when you drift away at the coffee shop. A few comments made that you are aware of, yet have a hard time resurrecting not too long after awakening from the initial dream……
Have you ever been there, above, before.
The Blog as a website can be challenging. Which do you hang out at? I’ve been touching up The Earth Experiment page. Hit the button for my page The Earth Experiment above for the redo today.
These are todays proverbials. You may recognize some from other venues, or comments
that you have heard. Little tidbits that enter my mind periodically and from time to time. I decided to jot some of them here today, and more are located on the page Tidbits. I will add to them periodically. enjoy. Feel free to suggest some you may have discovered also.
It is what you do when no one is watching that defines who you are.
I do not think that I can ever remotely access (learn) all the things that my spirit already knows by its root in the pleroma.
Nothing good comes from idle speculation.
Sex may be instinctive to the body, but long term companionship is the natural order for the spirit.
Where nothing is acceptable, love is merely an illusion.
The truth of reality is that permanent is really temporary, and perfect doesn’t exist.
I have just been adding an old song to my music site. Remember, the title of this web blog is Unorthodox Christianity, and this song and its meaning and story embody what it is to be an Unorthodox Christian. The context meaning of this song is below. The words to the song are below the story. Click on the left control button to play the song.
9-11-2001 was an emotional day for all of us, and it set off an emotional roller coaster we have been on ever since. Many of the events surrounding that time come to mind. Where you were, what you were doing when you heard, the TV images, the angst, the reactions.
I remember the Sunday following Sept 11, 2001.
As they entered the sanctuary to pray, I could see the stress on the faces of my Pakistani Christian friends. The brush we were painting with as a nation was obviously very broad. I walked up and extended a hug. The hug and thank you I received were so warm, unlike any before or since. The tragedy had struck all of us irregardless of race, religion, location. It was an attack on the world, not just America. The victims came from around the world, all walks of life, and crossed cultural and religious lines. The darker skin of the Pauls was the skin that Jesus would have been wearing on that day. I am sure the pressure that He (Jesus) would have felt would have been just as intense.
A month later, as the United States response was taking shape, I found myself performing music at a Christian men’s retreat in central Idaho. The talk of the event was still very fresh, and vehement. As the weekend progressed the air was tainted by the anger. As often happens, I chose to express my opinion through the music GOD gave me. You are listening to that song as you read this. The message of JESUS, whom we professed to believe in and follow, was being sacrificed to our own survival of the fittest animal instinct.
I don’t believe that our response as a nation would have been reflected in the response of our teacher. Rather than contain the loss of life to those who weren’t waylayed for one reason or another, to those from every nation who were in the building or on a plane or fought the fires, the loss has been magnified to the families of troops from all over America and the world that have found themselves engaged in a war that is more politics than it has been protective. It has resulted in more terrorism, not less. If the terrorist intent was to kill as many as possible in one radical attack, we have certainly accommodated their desires quite well over the ensuing years.
Jesus was radical because His response to life’s events was so against our instinct. The challenge to follow the charge of Love One Another is as difficult today, and as remote to our leaders, as it was to the Pharisees and Sadducees of Jesus own world. I can only pray that the outcome to our nation today is not reflective of the outcome that came to the Pharisees within theirs who also chose to ignore the message.
‘Leave The Victory To Him’ is for those who may still feel that GOD isn’t big enough to fight GODS own battles GODS way. I don’t believe our future will be secure as long as we feel that we need to beat people into loving. LoveOne Another is the charge, and Leave the Victory to Him.
