Friday, February 12, 2016

Jesus Wasn't a Good Man...

And he called to him his twelve disciples and gave them authority over unclean spirits, to cast them out, and to heal every disease and every affliction... Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I have not come to bring peace, but a sword. For I have come to set a man against his father, and a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law. And a person’s enemies will be those of his own household. Whoever loves father or mother more than me is not worthy of me, and whoever loves son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me. And whoever does not take his cross and follow me is not worthy of me. Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it.

Matthew 10:1, 34-39 (ESV) 

Basically, it doesn't matter how you approach Christianity - people are going to hate it and be offended by it no matter how sweetly you say His Name. So just say it. Just pray, just worship and don't look to the secular (G-dless) community for approval. Hey, don't even look to your fellow believers for approval - look to G-d, because He's the only one who is equipped to properly judge your heart. There is no pastor, rabbi, or teacher who can take the Mercy Seat as his own, so believe that the L-rd is True in all that is written, and follow Him.


So many people who are on the fence about faith claim "Jesus was a good man." The truth is, Jesus was either G-d, or furniture chewing crazy. There is no middle ground on this. You either believe Him or you don't. When you attempt to take away His Divinity to make a more comfortable presentation, you're really just displaying your own insecurities and doubt about your own faith. The secular community ALWAYS jumps on this, because even they aren't blind to rot. JUST BE FEARLESS in your presentation, be BOLD, be COURAGEOUS, be a vessel for contaminating impurity by refining the waters of the unrighteous, that ALL may partake in His Sovereign Goodness.

Sunday, November 2, 2014

From Facebook

"The secret of the L-rd is with them that fear Him; and He will shew them His covenant. Mine eyes are ever toward the L-rd; for He shall pluck my feet out of the net." Psalm 25:14-15 (KJV).

It's funny how so many people want to be on the "elite" team - among the big wigs of the believing community - but one thing that the L-rd makes clear is that there is no secret knowdlege given to only a few.  There is knowledge of Him and His Glory, and that is meant to be shared freely with all.  No man has the authority to take the judges seat, because no man has control over the breath of G-d.

This scripture is especially important to me, as it captures the exact feelings of being plucked from the net of fear.  When I was younger in my faith I would be plagued with terrible nightmares riddled with terrible beasts. Every time - without fail - when I would cry out to the L-rd in faith, He would come and seemingly pluck me out of the situation. Even in my waking hours, I  would experience situations in which I thought there was no escape.  The L-rd would open up a dialogue with me - prayer being my personal sword - and then He would lead me out of the desert face first into the still water, giving me drink and nourishment.

"The L-rd is my Shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside still waters. He restoreth my soul; He guides me in the path of the righteous, for His Name's sake..." Psalm 23:2-3
I sit here writing this as the very cold first winds of autumn blow past us, and now living on my own, I take in all of the situations G-d has plucked me from. Some more dangerous than others, but I praise His Glorious Name for being the constant refuge and strong tower - not blown by any cold wind. And even though it's quite chilly outside, there's nothing more I enjoy than basking in His fresh spring; warm in the cold, and cool in the heat.  He is G-d, and can do all things.

Sunday, October 12, 2014


Sometimes when I'm pouring over my Sophomore texts, and I'm zooming through the homework I feel Him bend down to whisper in my ear, "it's happening..." And then I see it... His plan for me in only a glimpse; anywhere I want to go. I see myself comparing Oxford and Cambridge, or University of Bordeaux. He shows me packing my things for Willian & Mary; internships in Israel, Greece and France. Then I see books, research papers, lecture tours, vacations back home simply to antagonize my brother... Maybe so our kids can have a relationship with their aunt and uncle... And bragging to him that I dug up an Assyrian toilet (since every archaeologist seems to find a toilet).

Then, of course, He reminds me that I have to finish my homework... *sighs* Yes, Abba, homework is nearly finished.