Bible @ MindSay

Though I was Christian for most of my life ,I don't claim to be so now. After years of studying the bible and the Torah I threw them out except..the words in red.
Though I don't believe in the God of the Torah, bible or Koran I do believe that Jesus was a profound man who spoke words of truth. And that if the Christians would only really live by them the world would be completely changed.
From the time of his birth till his death Jesus spoke only  of  love, peace, kindness,charity and man serving man and not himself. He said if a man had, he was to give to others. He said life was not about an abundance of possessions but storing up treasures in heaven.
Remember the young man who came to Jesus and asked what he must do that he might inherit eternal life? Jesus first told him to keep the commandments. The young man replied he had done these things from his youth.Then Jesus told him to sell all he had and give it to the poor and to take up his cross and follow him. And the young man went away sad because his things meant more to him than following Jesus and instead of parting with them...he parted from Jesus. ( Mark 10:17 - 10:25)
  Matthew 7:14   Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.
Christmas is coming soon. All my Christian friends have told me of their Christmas plans, parties and travels. They have told me of gifts they're giving and gifts they wish for but not one has said to me " I look forward to celebrating the birth of Jesus and I hope I will find a way of spending that day in a manner that is pleasing to him".
You see, for  most Jesus is still hanging on that cross.. or laying in his tomb dead and they act as if his word died with him. And they visit his grave now and then and lay down a few flowers and leave. And then feel as if they have done their duty.
For the few Jesus is risen and alive and well and living in them. And the "word" he spoke is alive and living in them also and they have cast off their "grave clothes' and they are following him where ever he is going.
The gate is narrow and they must enter single file, following directly behind him, not off to one side or the other but placing their feet directly in his footsteps...this my friend is a true follower of Jesus!
As for me,I can't say whether or not Jesus arose from the dead. Like Thomas I would have to touch him physically to know that. I cannot say I believe he was God or the son of God. But, I do believe Jesus spoke the truth when he said we must take care and love one another. We must share what we have and not neglect the poor. And I do believe that a life defined by the "possessions you gather" instead of the love you share is no life at all.
John 14:24   He that loveth me not keepeth not my sayings: and the word which ye hear is not mine, but the Father's which sent me.

Matthew 6:33 Seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness and all other things will be added to you...

I have to say that I have firsthand knowledge that this scripture works..It worked for me..One time in my life, I said Yes to God and in every conceivable way, he poured out his blessings on me, on us, on my family.

I obeyed because I wanted to please God and because I wanted to feel holy as I entered into marriage.

I have not always obeyed God, particularly with regard to sex..I was the sassy, classy good girl who could be erotic and funny and sweet at the same time..I wanted to please God but I have always struggled with the sexual issues..He says..."not outside marriage" and I said.."Oh but...I have this sexy boyfriend, I must" and so the guilt continued..

It was quite the dilemma for a girl/woman who wanted to do the right thing.

Enter H.

We met at an alumni dance at the University of British Columbia..There were hundreds of people in the room and our eyes locked across the room, literally...I never expected it...but the energy was there..

He always said..."It was love at first sight"..

I remember there was not more than a few moments that we weren't aware of where the other person was that evening in the midst of all of those people....eventually we spoke..drawn to each other in the middle of the room like a moth to a flame...H was very cute, almost boyish, tall, blondish wavy hair, twinkle in his eye yet he had a slight timidity that was charming. I liked him but I was just getting out of a relationship so I told him that I couldn't see him..

On my way out to my car, I almost slapped myself for not giving him my number.
I wanted to see him...Just then he passed behind my car and when I rolled down my car window, he came over...I got out of the car...kissed him and said.."Call me".

He did..

We encountered a lot of bumps along the road in our 4 years that lead up to marriage...We broke up...We got back together..There was much soulsearching..but one thing I know for certain..

We practiced Mathew 6:33 and God was faithful.

H and I became engaged...We set a date..We wanted to be married in the same church that I was baptized in so we made an appointment to meet with the pastor..During the conversation, we told him that we had been living together..

He told us...that marriage is holy and the marriage bed is sacred..
H and I discussed right in front of the pastor whether we could remain celebate until we were husband and wife..

We made a committment to each other and to God right then and there that we would remain celebate for 6 months until we married...and we did..We did..

This time was a time to get to the know the man H...Sex had been great but now....I got to know the man...and where there was doubt before, I realized during our celibacy that I now wanted to marry him because of who he was.

When I walked down the aisle, I felt God's blessing...Why??? Because we put God First..
It was the only time I have put God first with complete obedience...and during my marriage to H............we were blessed with abundance.
Within a year of being married, we bought a home, I got pregnant and we began to prosper financially...That was Mathew 6:33 in action.

The marriage ended after almost 20 years............but it was a successful marriage, it was....We are still friendly and there is still love in our relationship but he is not the man I will live with until death.

Moral of the story....Mathew 6:33..works..
If a person truly seeks to please God, God will pour out his blessings on you..
This is a reminder to self.

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Last night's epic dream:

My dream started out with Ash and myself walking around what was apparently Hemlington - but it certainly didn't look like it. It looked very similar to that of Ambleside town. We wandered around for a while, then went back to Ash's bungalow.
When we returned, Ash says to me: "Didn't you notice that shop at the end of the avenue? You'd proper like it."
I responded: "No, I didn't see any shop..."
Ash says: "Oh, it was a wheelchair shop."
I say: "Well why would I like that?"
Ash replies: "Because they had a sign up outside saying they were closing down and all stock was reduced..." -she puts up three fingers - "To THREE QUID!"
I proper had a spazzy fit and shouted: "OMG, LET'S GO BACK THEN!"
Ash goes: "No way, you're not getting one. Why would you want one? To trick people into thinking you're crippled?"
I say: "No! For artistic things, films, photos - the like."
Ash says: "Well you could borrow mine for that."
I scream at her: "NOOOO!!! I WANT A FOLDING ONE!!!"
I ended up having a proper tantrum fit, and this resulted in both of Ash's parents and a shitload of randomers all shouting at me.

Following this, I was sat on the floor in their living room - everyone and these randomers were all sat around on the sofas watching films and talking PROPER loud. I was playing on a GBA with headphones in so I didn't have to listen to them.
Then we all ended up going out to some random church hall where everyone was sat around on wooden tables, listening to this random bible-bashing woman having a proper orgasmic rant about the power of Jesus and Christianity. Whenever anybody yawned or somehow looked distracted, she'd run up to their table and yell things at them about them going to hell and they'd be eternally damned.

I started daydreaming and gazing out of the window.
This woman runs up to my table and shouts: "WHAT'RE YOU LOOKING AT?! YOU SHOULD BE READING YOUR BIBLE!!"
I shake my head at her and calmly respond: "It's because of over-enthusiastic, Jesus-fucking bible-bashers that people can't decide their own path in life anymore. Stop wasting your time trying to convert atheists. We'll all go to hell with you and sodomise you with pitchforks."

Then this woman proper bursts into tears and runs out crying and everyone in the hall proper started cheering.
Ash looks at me proper shocked and says: "How the hell do you get people to agree with you?! I can proper never do it!"

Following this, nobody seemed to move from the tables, but instead everyone took out GBAs and started playing this random game where you had to swim underwater as a shark and collect sunken pirate ships.
I beat everybody at it on the first round, but the scores for the second round weren't revealed and that we had to wait until tomorrow to get them.

I woke up laid on the floor of a bus - next to the bus driver, a random gadge sat on a seat beside me and a pile of my shoes next to me.
The gadge said I could only save two pairs, so I put a pair of black Converse on and picked up a pair that were identical to the new pair I got the other week. The black, white and red patterned ones.
I asked him when the bus was going to stop, and the driver responded that it wasn't going to.

So the random gadge and I started ramming our shoulders against the bus doors until they burst open. Then we both leapt out and did like an epic-slow-motion dive out across the road and we landed on a patch of grass infront of Ash's house.
(Which is odd, because there isn't grass infront of Ash's house, it's paved.)

Ash comes out and she starts whinging on at me.
I yell at her: "OMG YOU DIDN'T EVEN SEE MY EPIC DIVE OUT OF THE BUS! YOU FUCKING CUNT, I'M NOT DOING IT AGAIN FOR YOU!!!"
Then she shakes her head and says that I scored 125 points in the pirate ship GBA game and the gadge behind me scored 180.

I proper fell to my knees and started screaming - before I woke up, wondering what the bloody hell that dream was about. :)

As obvious from my last post, I have been having a rough time lately. It is ok. I don't want pity, prayers would be nice though!

 

I do want to ask specifically for prayers for my husband's grandpa. He is in Chicago and was scheduled to have open heart surgery today. Last night we got a call that the Dr cancelled the surgery because of fluid around his lungs makes the surgery to risky. He is in ICU and not doing well at all. It is seems as though his health went wrong all of a sudden and faded quickly. I am holding on to hope, but I think I am one of the few. Please pray for him and his family. Thank you.

 

I wanted to share a verse with you that I read last week and again yesterday that is holding me up right now.

 

2 Corinthians 4:8-10

 

"We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are perplexed, but not driven to despair. We are hunted down, but never abandonded by God. We get knocked down, but we are not destroyed. Through suffering our bodies continue to share in the death of Jesus so that the life of Jesus may also be seen in our bodies."

 

I have been pressed, perplexed, hunted and knocked down...But am I not defeated because of what Jesus has done for me. I, by and through my suffering through these hard times, am being brought closer to Jesus and His death that brought me life. I can only try to seek him more, with more heart and more obedience.

 

I hope that my suffering and the words spoken through it will encourage you in your hard times.

 

God bless you.