Man and the Delicate Balance of Nature

Man and the Delicate Balance of Nature

What Do We Really Know About the Fallen Angels

What Do We Really Know About the Fallen Angels

INTERNAL SOURCES

We have grown accustomed to letting our external wants determine our internal needs. Yet if we learned anything in life it's that our internal needs should control our external wants. True happiness comes when we begin to realize that processions are useless in our happiness and only brings the need for more. We are happier when our basic needs are met. When you are hungry food is the only important thing. When your sad a new car doesn't satisfy the sadness it just delays it. Drugs and alcohol doesn't make your problems go away it just accumulates more problems. No wonder people try to commit suicide they have taken on more than they can carry and crash under the weight of it. They have let external things become more important than the internal needs. They are searching for a possession that bring peace in their life yet hidden inside of them is the only true peace and it has been hidden from them by the deception that it is somewhere external in life.

IN SEARCH OF THE TRUE CHURCH

We paused in our life when we took on six of our grandchildren and discussed our situation because we felt that we had failed our son's in some way. We thought about our lives as children ourselves and came to realize that our fondest memories were of church and family meals. We discussed how those values followed us into adulthood and formed who we are today. We felt that if we had installed those values in our sons maybe they would have grown up to a better future. We decided to go on a hunt for a church that would install those values in our children. Since our children would make the final decision on which church we would attend, we decided to try several churches and vote on one. If the children did not like a church we knew that whatever the message it would carry no impact.

Our list was made and we began our search. After several visits the vote was tallied. Our children voted on a Pentecostal church where they had the freedom to worship with flags and dance.It started out great. Our children loved the church and we loved the worship. The years we attend we watched many changes. What we closed our eyes to was the growing condemnation that was growing in our small congregation.

It wasn't until our children became the target of the condemnation did we open our eyes. The old verse Jesus spoke of about those who keep the children from coming to him, rang out in our minds, as we began a new church.

We decided to start again on our search for a church again. We chose several churches to try. Our first church was Baptist. When we entered into the church we were tense and nervous. What was apparent was our children was right at home. They felt as though they had always belonged there. This church was so different, yet the love was apparent. Everyone was so nice and refreshing. We felt no condemnation and we adjusted to the new routine very smoothly. The seal was when the Pastor's wife approached us and told us she prayed for more children and we walked in with eight. She was so amazed at how God had answered her prayer with just one family. We were amazed at how this church supports and cares for their children.The children voted that day not to try anymore churches that this was the one God had chosen for them.

Pondering all the events in our life and asking why, the answer is that if all the other events had not of taken place, would our eyes be open to the truth. There is only one true church and it is based on love. If love is not there then we are following the wrong path. If a man says he loves his bother and yet condemns him, then he does not love him. A true man of Christ would carry his friend to the cross, if a man cannot make it there on his own.

THE PUPPET MASTER

If the Lord is the Puppet Master then I will be his puppet. He will pull the strings and make me dance and sing his songs and control my every move. I will sing the words he puts in my mouth. For it is he whom made me and he chose the wood that he carved my body from. He placed the strings on my hands and legs to perform for him. It is in the comfort of these strings I feel safe and secure. One day I will be a real boy(girl) with the freedom from these strings that day being when God knows I can stand on my own and when I can sing and dance with him in his loving arms . He will never leave me but will only guide me and I will no longer need the strings I will know the dance and the song. We will be together and enhance each other through love.

If you believe that you are giving up your freedom by letting God be in control then remember the nights without him. The nights of alcohol and drugs the lies , the deceit, the sex, all that great fun. The day after hugging the potty seat and the roaring headache that feels like half your head was blown off the night before. Oh what great fun that was and there you were alone, alone and alone. The truth is God was there with you yet you were to ashamed to even lift your eyes to him. How many times did you swear that you would never ever do this again. Yet again as soon as the pain went away you were right back out there trying to have another great day of sickness, shame and pure disgust. The whole time God sat waiting on you to just lift up your eyes and say one word "help".

He would then attach the strings with your permission and oil the joints slowly and begin to move you. It's not easy and he would never say this is going to be easy but he will lay out the road one stone at a time and move you slowly on to the path. Every once in a while a stone won't support your weight but God will place another one just in reach and see if you are still on the path. He will teach you the song and the dance. He will control you at first but one day he will pull out the scissors and cut the strings. If fear creeps in then open your eyes and take the hand extended to you and dance with your lord in the security of his arms to the music of life.

What I learned in my study of Exodus

The bible talks about the people leaving Egypt. We have always heard the miracle of the departing sea and never really thought much about any thing else. While discussing the Exodus with my children it hit me that there was more to the story than a miracle. The lesson is that whenever God performs a miracle like freeing the people from Egypt we rejoice and sing praises to him but as soon when our memory grows faint of the miracles and we find ourselves against the sea and the enemy advancing we start to complain. We begin to proclaim that it's not worth the effort and we would be better off to submit than to keep our faith. The devil's tool is to make it very apparent what we don't have and blinds us to what we do have. If we remove the blinders we would see that we have everything we need not everything we want. God hears our calls for things we want but as the people in the desert proved we suddenly let our desires overtake us and hoard up God's blessings and rationalize why it's OK. God cares about our wants but if it doesn't serve his purpose all the complaining in the world will not bring it about. If you are being rewarded with riches and life is not even a challenge then you better step back and take a look at your life because you may not be serving God but the Devil.