for Our Own Benefit...
because God hates sin but He loves the sinner. God hates the demons that torment even the most extreme doings of evil doers. Again, God does not hate the demon possessed but their demon possessors. This is why He sent His Son... to those who needed Him more so than those already saved.
I regret the lack of respect among many to improve awareness of the unseen and adopt the seen as gaining their primary attention.
There is greater power I am convinced in the unseen than focusing on the constant higher regard for the seen.
It always bothered me that I was not supposed to hate evil doers. I was not aware at the time but I parked my reaction right behind divine hatred where I did not have to deal with it.. It did not occur to me that I myself was not divine. But, wasn't God angry? How quickly I find myself back in a loop.
Like a Tree
Known by its' fruit
It may be alright for God to get angry but it is not alright for me. I do not want to beccome even slightly angry because it is not merely a loss of composure but it is consumptive. It can take me over and I become what I oppose. Every single one of Jesus' commandments is for my own benefit.
Hate is Known by its' spirit
When ever someone does something hateful, and even the deepest possible of all that is hateful, it is better not to give a tongue to the devil for a good reason.
Love must not greet hatefulness with consuming hate but with the spirit of love. Spirit to spirit the spirit of love must dominate hate in every way. Feeding hate with more hate fuels the fires further.
Only the spirit of forgiveness will put the fires of hate out forever. This is the hardest for many to accept even tho it is for our own particular benefit. It is the spirit of hate that is the evil, not those who have been taken over and consumed by the spirit of hate.
He Did It for Me
I am presently in a personal struggle misunderstanding the idea of duplicating Christ on the Cross. I always felt that when Jesus died and was victorious over death it was so that He stood alone as the last sacrifice
Jesus represents forgiveness and love, and He urges we seek His peace. The peace, His peace, that He alone can give. I always thought the cross was empty for this reason.
I believe everyone speaks for their own benefit and that everyone should work out their own salvation themselves, as my granzemother often said. That is what I am doing, objectifying my beliefs by writing my present thinking here.
I am told to pick up my cross and follow Him. What did Jesus die on the Cross for? Was it not to forgive our sins? And I know I cannot forgive sins.
Significantly. it is now possible for everyone to appear directly before God by themselves without any need for any another to intercede for them.
My understanding was when He died on the Cross the temple shield was rent from top to bottom. This was my albeit not entirely clear conclusion early on. And my understanding was never more adequately upgraded.So what do I do now? All that I can come up with is that I am to become more Christ-like.
We, I, for myself, am learning I am more ignorant than I realized formerly. It is as if wisdom has over whelmed me. This is not any new reevaluation. Socrates knew about it. He is quoted as saying something like the wise are full of questions and the ignorant are full of answers.
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It is like I always thought, if anyone believes
in their heart of hearts that there is no God, then, for direction, they will just have to be their own artificial God, with a peck of trouble on their hands.
Everyone knows a tree is known by its' fruit. How would anything get into our heads, before learning about the tree of knowledge, but that God would place it there? If we had knowledge we would be like God, which is what the devil already knew. Hello original sin.
There is officially only one way to gain faith, reading the Bible. And Jesus is the only way. The law came by Moses but Jesus came by grace and truth.
Time fools me constantly every time. Proof fools me when I don't expect it. Logic fools me even when it is logical. The odds fool me when I need them the most. Faith fools me when I have every thing to lose.
This leaves me trusting Jesus out of time.
Faith Unbelievable
Faith is what it is and taken singly by itself alone, as it should be taken, is without guile of any stripe. It does not even have to make sense. Sense, that is, sense to all or any of us.
There is no halter to it. There is no bit. Who did God get to write much of the Bible? The most direct opposite of anyone who reasonably could be chosen. And it, all worked out impossibly well.
Leaving Jesus out of Christianity looks a lot like gathering clouds are growing not far off on the horizon... what with AI masking original sin and all.
I noticed early on that when a preacher held forth before the young crowd, of which I was one but older, that he always extolled the wonderful experience it was to be saved.
The in following sermons it was often emphasized how it was not easy to be saved, that there would be difficulties, so that we had to pick up our crosses and follow Him.
So which is it? Who was going to have their sins forgiven by my doing that? What is this anyway, Christ envy? This same pattern was to be often repeated by others.
Another preacher comes along and tells us this young chappie left his scrubbing the floor Mom so she could pay for his college, from which he made big bucks and never gave mom any thought until he learns she is dead. Throwing his sob racked body across her grave he wept bitterly. Meanwhile quite suddenly he wants know who wants to give their hearts to Jesus?
What! Where did that come from? Separated from the younger students which the youngers gave their hearts to Jesus. I told the teacher, without raising my hand, that that was right. She put her finger to her lips and said for the sake of the children.
I understood then that what the adults meant by pupil talk. It was all for the sake of the children. I was instantly grown up like the adults. I was an adult now and the it was all for the sake of the children, there was no Santa Claus. It explained to me, just like I complained the same day about coloring books in Sunday School.
Later I asked the God I did not believe in why He allowed me to see and hear all these things. I was blaming God, right? Later I put my heart in logic and discovered I was following the fallacy of the misplaced authority.
So where am I now, saved by logic?. I then run into several preaching the message of Jesus without any mention whatever to Jesus himself. Now what happens? God is not pleased with proof. Jesus says anyone who climbs up another way, the same is a thief and a robber.
Not much room for myself as well in this scenario. After all logic is another way is it not? But these recent preachers preaching Jesus' message without Jesus ever mentioned looks to me that I am hooked into another way as well.
So will I have enough faith when I am in the foxhole? Do I have enough faith even now, me of so little faith?
