Misinterpretation Exchanged for Perspective

April 20, 2015 at 12:10 am (Devotionals, Thoughts to Ponder, WSGD Newes) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , )

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We all know how many read so many scriptures but they get to a part where God says He’ll turn His hands against them and slam the book closed; feeling justified that they can validate their lack of belief in Him “because any God that turns against us must not be a “good” God.” But they fail to keep reading! Look! Look what His hand turning against us means.

1) cleansing
2) restoration

Inarguably painful and often difficult these processes, but then LOOK at the results.

1) righteousness
2) faithful (trusting)
3) redeemed

These are the new names we are given. It’s so often overlooked that the reason God’s hand is turned against us is because we first turn away from Him. Much as we often seem to “turn against” our children when they disobey, in order to correct, protect, teach, and guide them into the right way of living. So God, because He loves us makes sure we “go it alone” when we live inside our bodies and our hours and minutes of living doing things our own way instead of the way that brings life. God is the Author of Life. He uses death to His own Life purposes, but does not authorize such ways of living. One could aptly picture His hand swooping up to our behinds for a tap, as His hand turning against us. Or smacking a hand before it reaches a hot burner. In the latter, should the hand continue not to heed the warning, He steps back and let’s us learn the hard way. Ready to run cold water over the burn and apply grace as His salve to the wound. It’s stunning how often and quickly He knows when to let the hand be burned instead of constantly playing referee. Notice how He didn’t show up at that tree in the garden when the snake struck Eve. He didn’t get in her face and say “hey, remember what I said, don’t listen to him he’s a liar!” Nor did He get in Satan’s face and say, “Leave her alone, she’s mine, be gone!” It smacks up against our logic. Why didn’t He? “A good God would have intervened!” Right?

Ahhhh, such is the reality that His ways are not ours and His thoughts fall into a realm of Wisdom we are incapable of without Him. It’s like the difference between justice and fairness. God is just. Always, one hundred percent of the time. Yet, we equate justice with our idea of fairness. A huge mistake. I beg your time for an example. Let’s turn to a parable Yeshua (Jesus) gave. It’s found in Matthew 20, verses 1-16. He starts out by saying, “The Kingdom of heaven is like…” and proceeds to tell of a farmer who goes out to find workers for his field. He goes out at 9am, noon, and three, hiring workers at each time. Then goes out at an hour before quitting time and hires another. The workers come in to collect their pay and find that everyone got the same pay, no matter how long they had worked. Needless to say the first worker was feeling the weight of mankind’s version of fairness and pressed into the farmer to express his point of view. The farmer replies that its his land and his money and the worker agreed to work for the money that now laid in his hand, and to focus on his word being true in his hand and not the method in which he applied to everyone else. The last words Yeshua says in this story is, “thus the last shall be first and the first shall be last” Often these words further confuse the one without eyes to see beyond their idea of fairness.

But let’s look at a different point of view. Each worker has a family to feed. God’s perspective includes everything, everything we effect as well as our own hearts needing growth. God tends to the needs of all, not the pride of one. Each worker went home and was able to feed their families, not just take pride in a whole days work. The grace given to the last worker of the day, likely fed his family well beyond the hour of work in one single day, causing him to work harder. The grace given to the first worker, having been rejected and replaced with pride and puffiness, likely didn’t meet the needs of his family much beyond the day he was saying goodnight to. Ungratefulness is the symptom of pride. Pride loves to critisize authority. I love this parable because it shows how God keeps His Word to care for us, not depending on our interpretation of earning or deserving but on His Word alone. He meets the needs of countless people when He meets the needs of the one.

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Understanding what it means when God turns against and when He deals in justice verses our idea of what correction and fairness looks like is a flood of revelation to the soul. It makes it so easy to have our minds “changed” and draw near to Him who has all things well in hand. Just like He did in the garden, and every second since. Truly all glory and honor and praise belongs to Him and Him alone! Worthy is the One who is, was, and is to come!

Misinterpretation is also a symptom of pride. Pride is the ultimate blinder of all God is and all He does and His heart that is the only good heart in existence. Perspective is everything, give yours to God and the exchange will change your life, and likely countless lives you effect everyday as long as you draw breath.

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♡ Grace and Shalom in Yeshua the Messiah ♡

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New Story ~ Part 11

May 15, 2013 at 11:26 pm (Inklings from Hisimagenme) (, , , , , )

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New Story continued…

Master Shimkee sat in an alcove just outside the rear entry to his abode. Having recalled the Tinder-tale as much as his aged mind could repeat to Evardyne and Sakira. He had sent them on their way for what rest they may find in the awaking world around them. He lingered. It was not the cascading and ever-flowing newness of hues and musical language that kept him here. Though he could have sat feasting both eye and ear for the remainder of the night watches. He, with no understanding to his person felt as though he were waiting…waiting for…something? Mayhap someone? So he sat letting the calypso of eye and ear “food” fall into and over him…waiting.

The moon shimmered and threw down her light with the songs of the stars to accompany her. Not one cloud to be seen in the vast Up-Everlasting. He tried to recall if he had ever seen such an absence of clouds through the halls of his memory. No – this too, was a first. Such an unveiled view of all that was beyond reach struck him anew with awe. He could not even remember if it had occurred to him to wonder at such a sight; so familiar had the obscuring canopy of clouds become to his understanding of all that encompassed everything UP!

A silence descended, each color laying down in stillness all around him. The very air waited, as Shimkee, in a prophesied hush. Shimkee’s countenance entered the invitation and antisipation pulled his watchful gaze to the fringes of the garden entry. He rose, and his feet obeyed an unheard summons, walking towards the garden. Rounding the corner towards the root-garden’s row a butterfly flew up and its wings brushed the air like kisses on his face. He gasped in wonder, and delight fed the winged beauty illiminating its colorful chaos of pattern left by its flight. He followed almost enspelled. The butterfly landed on what seemed a mound of dirt, folding its wings back on itself – appearing to vanish. He could not recall this mound before. Curiosity drove him towards it. As he reached out, thousands of butterflies flew up, up to the moon and her glory.

Shimkee laughed and with his whole being longed to join them. Was it moments or hours he stood watching the winged procession; he knew not, but movement drew his awareness back down to the “mound”. But it was not dirt that formed it…it was a boy-lad!! Sitting there watching Shimkee like a statue. The “statue” moved to his feet…the face smiled…a hand reached out towards him…the voice – child-like – yet hundreds of years bathed…spoke.

“Hello Master Shimkee. Such delight colors your face! Those creatures have a way of painting everything around them with it. Yes?” The boy-lad King said.

Master Shimkee stood, staring mouth open, full of multiple thoughts at once; unable to take their leave.

The boy-lad laughed and night became day all around them.

“How long has it been since you’ve seen a boy-lad such as myself, Master Shimkee? Are there only girl-lads about this place?” The boy-lad asked in a chuckle.

Shimkee smiled without permission from his brain.

“Father-All be held!! Its…its you…is it not?” Shimkee breathed rather than spoke the words.

Of course its me, who else could be me…but me?” The boy-lad said.

Shimkee shook his head indicating both his shock and lack of satisfaction to the tinder-lads answer. He checked his senses and evaluated the vision before him.

…a crown…a robe of light…and a very very ordinary looking boy-lad. But no ordinary boy-lad was this! No – this was the boy-lad King!! Here, in Shimkee’s garden, speaking his name in such familiarity it shook Shimkee to his bones.

“Ahh…you did not expect me.” Said the King-lad. “Why?”

The question dropped like a single drop of water in a vast sea. The ripples resulted in a stream of clarity in Shimkee’s heart.
I suppose I thought it a tale for good dreams too. The honest drip calmed in his mind.

“I’m a’feared there is no new color of reason to be found to answer. My minds a’fumbled!” Shimkee blurted.

They stood staring at the words Shimkee uttered; and then, both boy-lad and elder began to laugh with un-withheld joy.

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God willing Part 12, next week 🙂

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Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah ❤

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Honestly Different

May 13, 2013 at 4:22 am (recommended reading) (, , , , , , , )

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A woman walked into the police station. She asked to speak to an officer on duty. When asked ‘why’, she replied;
Because I broke a law and want to speak to an officer”
Eye brows went up and an officer came out to meet the woman.

What can I do for you mame?” Said the Officer

“Well, last night when I was leaving my complex I made an illegal right turn on a red light. I need to get a ticket, so that I can pay my fine.” Said the Woman.

The Officer stared at the Woman with the look of unbelief and uncertainty alternating his face.

So…you are saying you want a ticket for breaking a law no one saw you break?”
The tone of the Officers voice suggested he was more ready to call a loony mobile. Suspicion lines his forehead.

Just because none else saw it – doesn’t change that I did it.” Replied the Woman calmly

Why? You could just go on…I’ll give you a warning…please be more careful in the future.”
The Officer turned back towards the door they emerged from. Dismissal was all he left standing with the Woman.

Excuse me, Officer, please I would like to pay the fine for breaking the law. I know you must think I’m nuts, but I am honored to live in this place, with your service to serve and protect. I am not mocking, or trying to assuage my guilty conscience. I appreciate that a fine can not undo what I did. Yet its the thing I must do to serve a Higher Law than ours and if I am to grow more appreciative of these things that protect us, I must apply them to all I do, no matter who’s looking. Doing right needs no audience for value. Doing wrong needs no one to “catch one” to be acknowledged.”
The Woman appealed

The Officer turned back to face the Woman. Something had began to shrink his suspicion.

Let me ask you,” said the Woman, “Is the sign instructing traffic ‘No Right Turn on Red Light’ there for the good of those who come to that intersection?”

The Officer searched her face thinking…”Is this lady for real?!”
He said, “Yes, if it says that its for a good reason.”

” Then the consequence for not doing so is also for a reason…meant for good too?”
The Woman appealed.

Yes, for those who get caught not abiding it.” Replied the Officer

The Woman cocked her head, thought, and spoke.
Only those who “get caught”? So…those who don’t “get caught” can break the rules?”

The Officer was losing patience trying to let this lady go.
No, the rule is for every driver, but everyone who breaks it does not come in. We don’t have the resources for that. If your honesty has need to show itself, I thank you and let you off with a warning.”
He rolled his eyes.

Tears welled up in the Woman’s eyes.
“Sir, I am not trying to show you or me “my” honesty. I am asking you to write me the ticket for my offense. I don’t need you to know why…because I do. It’s a choice I must make, on a path I choose to follow and it answers to a Higher Law than the sign on the pole. He paid His price for me. And though I cannot “pay” Him back by anything I do save one small thing at a time; to obey Him. I am here today to do that. You are an officer, I am confessing an offense please – just do your job and let the rest fall as it may.”

The Officer stared at the Woman in a state that wavered between unbelief and surrender.

And if I chose to let someone off on a warning…its my prerogative Mrs. I am so doing. Your “higher power” can accept that, yes?”

“Of course He does.” She replied

“Then go. Be at peace.” He said, with compassion lining their voice.

The Woman stood saying nothing. Waiting.

Would you mind telling me mame – what’s the name of your higher power?” The Officer asked

“The Truth, He is also known as Jesus Christ.” She replied without hesitation.

With that, the Woman turned and left the building.

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The “moral” of this story is not at its focus evangelism. The night before the Woman had turned right on a red light at an intersection where its posted as unlawful. No one saw it. But she, having began to pray and was distracted, was “stopped” by her Heavenly Father and He asked her to do what she did above. No promise of the “outcome” was given. Just a request by Him, and a choice to obey.

Whether the Officer was saved, witnessed to, or changed had nothing to do with her obedience.
The Woman walked away sure of her standing with her Father. What the Officer’s Father did with him, was none of her business. Sometimes obeying God, is just obeying God. From whence all Truth, Honesty, Justice, Grace, Mercy and Goodness flows.

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Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah ❤

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