Surrendering to safety

 Jesus said, and was quoted to this effect many times, that there would be a day when the first shall be last and the last shall be first. There is a virtue in surrendering our thoughts to God, and why not? Considering who God is and what He does, that would be the place to be, in the fountainhead of existence. 

I found this to be the way out of danger. Once, drowning. I had given up, starting to take in water, even thought of what would be said at my funeral, he was so young. All this time however, I was being saved but did not know it until a voice behind me said crystal clear in my memory, try one more time.

When, exhausted, I surrendered I unknowingly started to drift gradually upward. My struggling no longer held me down. When the voice told me to try one more time, that was all it took. My hand cupped an inner shelf under the top of the pool. My body reacted with a powerful surge upward and I was sitting along the wall gasping and safe. 

Another time as I lay totally exhausted with walking pneumonia. Suffering long overwhelmed me and suddenly I gave up, crying. From that instant on I began to recover. I immediately felt better. It was a dramatic finish to experience. What is true in the spirit is true in the flesh. 

If I surrender to God I am rewarded in similar fashion. So I see in this that the spirit struggles just as in the physically seen world and this assumes final victory in surrendering. It seems as though I perhaps cast off every negative thought if I can surrender to the God of my existence. It is after the fight and the struggle I am tested, but if I give everything up to God I gain the good. Everything God urges me to do is for my benefit. Worshipping and praising God? God is existence. Proof eliminates the need for faith. 

 I asked for wisdom but found it too heavy. So now, as the days dwindle down for all of us, I ask for greater faith.

We are surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses

I am forced by the weaknesses of this world to reduce my formerly ambitious efforts. This blog reflected my moods and comments at various times so now must finally withdraw these ambitions to prosper other more pedestrian goals. 

Meanwhile, despite handicaps and without assistance, blog still continues to reach curious viewers from around the globe. At the moment, spanning the most recent seven days, 105 hits from the US; Portugal 6; Vietnam 4; and Azerbaijan, Indonesia, and British Virgin Islands one each. 

Cannot figure out how anyone finds the blog from so far around the world. It is not the number of them so much as the fact they come by from so far. I am not accepting comments because none get thru. I suppose because I am not in any way familiar with computers. 

It is an accomplishment to operate a computer but as with a auto, I am fortunate to drive the car, I don't know how to fix it. So fixing computer errors and is outside my OJT on the job training skills. 

My mention of my fondly remembered brush with Latin in school revealed there are those in the balcony here who are apparently far more familiar with Latin than I.

Hearsay usually defines gossip.

Wasn't it Kurt Vonnegut who used to say that's the way it goes? I strangely recall reading the Piano Player, in hardcover. 

Seeing things as they really are

If it is indeed true that we will see things as they really are in the unseen spiritual world, according I think to Paul, then no one should want to be a judge of themselves. There will never be anyone more harsh than ourselves in judging ourselves.

Time in the seen worlds

Time for Reminiscing?

I am sensitive to time in the seen world because the passage of time is sad. So I am wondering why this was true no matter even if the time passage is happy, like time passing in full view similar to a saga. Why is  it so sad? Does this mean that in the unseen world where eternity time is not passing, where time is the opposite, that the absence of time will be rather an enjoyable constant? Looks like there may be only one way to settle this subject.

Towers of telepathy silhouetted in the horizon

How many different languages are there in the world?

I appreciate all the feedback. It is amazing to see word of mouth, reflected all over the world. It is fascinating to consider all the languages there are, all spoken out of necessity. Each language suited for different purposes, as Ingrid Bergman described them. One for secrecy etc. It is told that the German is very exact, somewhat scientific, whereas the Hebrew is emotional and therefore, I might say, better remembered. Maybe there is more power for remembrances in emotion than in the exactitude of science.  

Words and telepathy

Apollos and Paul

I am trying to objectify what I believe so I can be comfortable with what I have chosen to exercise my faith in. Words are powerful, both in speaking and writing. We encourage what we say. and think. We think in words and yet they are still limited symbols we manipulate. Some are more charismatic in the spoken word and others in the written word. 

What will it be like when we each pass into the spirit? Will we communicate similarly via telepathy? I am not settled on this subject but hope to muddle into an understanding at some point. 

Question without an answer

What is the connection between Jesus comment that someone healed should go and "sin no more?" Jesus said this and I am wondering what He meant. No pastor has ever explained this in my experience. What did He mean? I wonder? Perhaps I can check the commentaries.

God means well

but He is to blame for everything?

God is often talked about as sort of a king Santa Claus. God does not actually exist himself but while he is not true as an actual god he is true as a meaning is true as if he were god. I am not talking about any atheist views but views coming from the seminaries themselves. 

All my life many have been teaching budding pastors that the stories in the bible are not true. Only the stories' meaning is true. By all my life I am talking specifically about the time I was learning that Santa Claus was not true. I figured from that that the stories in the bible are not true any more than Santa Claus was true. But the meaning was true.

I deal with this subject where people believe in Christ but not His power in Church & Faith at Pulpit Rock. I can remember adults talking about Pulpit Talk as all things believed in pretense for the good of the children. I tell the story behind the title there.  

The most feared judge

Now we see things thru a glass darkly but then face to face.  Who says this? Was it Paul? Very likely. What does this imply? It seems to me that if true, as we have it on good report, it means that in the spirit we will understand in the spirit things only hinted while in the flesh.

The harshest judge

Time fading away

Then we will be able to see things about ourselves and others, what we really are, face to face as it is said. This means we will be able to fully judge ourselves. Who do you think will be the harshest judge of all? Not God, it will be, ourselves of course. I don't know what happens then.

But I believe that in the spirit we will harvest what we planted in the seen. Then, in the spirit, it will come upon us, as believers, according to our belief, a strong sense of well being, an urging of celebration, and an instant clarification along with who knows what favors God has in store for us.

Going directly to the best fruit

Manna is becoming a favorite because it is drawing me closer to the best passages in the Bible that singularly appeal to me. Some are good candidates for easy memorizing. Many have wide appeal. I put bookmarks for them so I can find them quickly. Sometimes I use colored dots to make them stand out in order to be easily found. I shy away from underlying. If one reads long enough everything will end up underlined. 

Tremendous battle going on every day

Time only exists n
comparison

When I get discouraged I have to fight those negative spirits and I remind myself, as Paul observed, that there is a spiritual battle going on every second between unseen, principalities as he put it in translation, and between the good words of God focused on life, while the devil narrows down to doubt and destruction. The struggle makes me stronger is my hope, which I suppose is the purpose of war, like molecules, atoms and such swarming in a petri dish.