I strive to want to give mercy as much as I want to receive it.
People stand together. people fall alone. If you are going through something please reach out. No one is strong enough to handle the troubles of this world alone. Our liberation is bound together. When you fall we all will feel the pain. Please let us help. I’m here and I will make time if you need me. I love you all.
I read this parable that Jesus taught and it made me remember that I have to let Jesus be Jesus. The gospel is not always clear cut. It is not easy. I see a lot of Christian Pacifism that seem to believe that there is no judgment. But there is. You have to remove quite a bit of scripture to think there is none.
"But that is not the Jesus I know!"
It might not be but let us not let our understanding of Jesus the anointed, and our understanding of this world get in the way of who Jesus really is. We all must have our moments as Peter did when he had the visions of the unclean animals that he was suppose to eat. We must humbly follow our king.
PTSD sucks. And the worst part about it is no one who doesn’t have it really understands. I still have flashbacks and night terrors. I feel like my mind is overtaking me like the waves on the beach. Some big. Some small. Everyone faithfully hitting. Wearing me down. I breath hard and try to catch my breath. I just want to be held. I want the thoughts to go away. I want to paint over the screen that shows me the onslaught. It feels so real that I believe I can change it. But I can’t. It keeps happening as it always does. Just like it really happened. I reach out. I yell. But I can’t stop it. I can’t catch you. I can’t pull you away. I can’t do enough. I’m still covered in your blood. Your blood filled all the little lines in my hands. My fingerprints. It wouldn’t wash off for days. The memory might never wash off. I can still taste your spilled life on my tongue.
2:06 Isabella is born! Beautiful and healthy! Thank you for the prayers!
At the hospital with my wife. Getting ready to have our baby girl. Prayers would be appreciated for a safe, speedy delivery. :)
I had a dream last night that I was in a Bible school and a professor was talking about the compound unity of Echad (one in Hebrew). He was talking about one bunch of grapes. “It is one but many”. I was frustrated and told him he had a poor understanding of The concept. He asked me to explain. I said, “it is like there are many cars in this one parking lot. Many cars is a plurality but that doesn’t change the fact that one refers to one parking lot. One means one. Even when you talk about a bunch of grapes. One has nothing to do with a plurality but is limiting to one bunch of grapes not two.”
When the professor found out I didn’t believe in the trinity he asked why I was even there. I told them I loved God and the Bible and wanted to study it. He didn’t believe me so he sent me to the office and I was kicked out of the school.
This worried me so much that I woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep. I think this dream sums up my relationship to much of the church.And yes, this is what I dream about.
"But an hour is coming, and now is, when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth; for such people the Father seeks to be His worshipers. God is spirit, and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth." (John 4:23, 24 NASB)
This quote from Jesus comes from a conversation Jesus was having with a Samaritan woman at the well. As almost all the conversations in John, the person talking to Jesus completely misses what Jesus is talking about. She is trying to discuss doctrine and theology while Jesus is trying to discuss relationship and worship.
I know this happens to me. I want to know that I am worshiping the Father in truth, as well as many others that I have seemingly endless debates with. This is also what the Samaritan woman wanted. She realized she was talking to a prophet so she was asking doctrinal questions. She wanted to know how to worship God correctly. Jesus didn’t downplay her concern but tried giving her a fuller picture. Following YHWH not Just about knowing the right things. It is about worshiping in the Spirit. Let us pursue YHWH with the same passion that we seek to know about him.
amandahockett asked: have you always gone to church? when did you start truly living for Christ?
Hey there! I did grow up going to church. I had faith in Christ at a very young age but I didn’t really start following Christ until I was 15. I was a very bad worldly person who did wicked things. I was kicked out of school and even kicked out of my parents church and wasn’t allowed to go to youth group. I struggled with Depression and even attempted suicide. But through God’s grace, and my friend Noel’s prayers and my now friend, a youth pastor named Eric I was able to see that God loved me and had a purpose for me. It changed my life. So I started following Jesus Christ when I was 15. I’ve had rough times since then and can’t always say it has been easy but God has always been faithful and leading me and guiding me back to him. Grace and Peace!
"Whatever we hear from our council we need to take it back to the word of God, even if they are from “big Names” in the faith. As much as I love Leonard Ravenhill and love to hear his teachings, if it doesn’t line up with the word of God, I must let it go. But who am I to stand against an interpretation of such a man of God who has lived a life of such devotion and prayer? We have to rely on the Spirit and come to these things with much humility."
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"Imagine this, Your child has cancer. You would put your whole effort into eradicating this disease from their body. But the goal is not for your child to be cancer free, your goal is life! So they can run, play, grow up, be a blessing to you and others! Chemotherapy can never give you that. It can only fight cancer. Such is the law. It shows you what you are doing wrong but not what you are suppose to be doing."
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