Epic Fantasy – Epic Reality

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I finished reading the Wheel of Time series in January of this year (2020). It is considered the longest epic Fantasy available. I started it in June of 2019. There are over four million words. Each book is close to a thousand pages long. It was written by Robert Jordan and Brandon Sanderson (the last 3 books). Jordan’s world-building is amazing and comparable to anything that Tolkien or Lewis wrote. I am a big fan.

But, it’s not the most epic story out there. It is after all purely a work of fiction. It cannot compare to the reality that is The Kingdom of Jesus Christ.

I like to imagine the authors of the story; the Holy Trinity, The Father, The Son, and the Holy Spirit, dancing and singing creation into existence from the pure force of their passion for life to exist. And, when they were finished they said it was all good. That includes humankind. We were created to be part of the family. One of the main characters in the most epic story ever imagined. And, yes we were born in the mind of God the Creator. He imagined and sang into existence an endless universe filled with glory and power. And, in the midst of that He placed man and woman.

However, every good story has elements that are there to keep the reader interested in the story. There is the Protagonist – the good guy or gal, the Antagonist – the bad guy or gal, the supporting characters, sub-plots, back-story, and the main story-line. In this case the antagonist comes in the form of pure evil. The purpose of this is to allow the protagonist to grow and shape his or her character until the successful completion of the story where it all comes together and the reader is left wanting to read more of that author’s books.

Except in this story, the ending has brutal and eternal consequences, because this is real life. Some may – to their own peril – believe that this is merely a legend or a myth propagated by some arcane Druid from ten thousand years ago. But, this epic is not any harder to believe in than the thousands of fantasy worlds created over the last few hundred years by the imaginations of the writers of the world. This epic has all the elements of a good fantasy or sci-fi novel. Time travel? This reality exists where there is no time, and the Creator of the Universe see’s everything that has happened in a continuous now. Teleportation? Light speed travel? Who needs a warp drive when you can travel at the speed of thought, ala Stephen visiting the eunuch one the road to Gaza. Immortality? Got that one in the bag. Immense glorious magnificent floating cities? The New Jerusalem. Frightening seemingly all-powerful Evil Ruler? Satan takes the cake. Even if he is somewhat of a comical figure considering we all know how it ends for him. Cataclysmic Apocalyptic final battle to determine eternity? Read the Book of Revelations.

Again, there is nothing that compares to the epic reality that is the Kingdom of Jesus Christ. Where are you in this epic story? There are only two places to stand in this reality. Either on the side of the good guy Jesus Christ or on the side of Satan. You can’t opt out of this choice. By not choosing you choose the second choice. You must take a stand, one way or the other. This story is not fiction, even though it has all the elements of a good epic fantasy, this is epic reality. And, you have been created to join the Good Guys and explore the Epic Imagination forever.

Choose wisely.

Infectious Joy!

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On my walks in the morning there are a number of people I see almost every morning. Many of them I know their names and will stop and talk to at times. But, there is one person that I doubt I will ever get to meet, but, who has had an effect on my attitude every time I see.

This morning was one of those days and I received a nudge from the Holy Spirit about this person.

He, or She, is a young black Lab. You can always tell when you are going to see him. His master takes him out every morning somewhere for exercise – I am guessing here – and the dog rides in the back of his master’s truck and sticks his head into the wind and barks continually with this goofy look of joy on his face. You can hear him coming from a long way off.

Bark, bark, bark, bark…

The joy on his face is infectious!

That was when the Holy Spirit nudged me and said, “Are you this happy to be with me? Is your joy this infectious that people will notice?”

That’s a really great question. And, I know; the Word says that they will know us by our Love for One Another, not how happy we seem. But, I don’t think the Holy Spirit asked me that question to contradict His Word. I think He is just checking my heart. And, He was not trying to make me feel guilty, because at the moment He was saying these things I was quite overwhelmed by His Presence. I could feel His Love towards me.

I pray for our Joy today. Check your heart. Are you happy He saved your soul? Or, has 2020 robbed you of that? Just like any Good Father He want us to be Happy. And, yes that means happiness in the midst of persecution, trials and tribulation. We are so favored. If we could see how favored we are in the Kingdom we would be speechless.

The Contrast of God

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My day is not complete if I don’t get a chance to walk with Jesus in the mornings. This morning was a good walk and my mind, soul, and spirit were fed by His Presence. 

Besides my collaboration with Him on the stories I write, sometimes I recognize a truth about Him or His Kingdom. This morning I was brought back to a familiar thought about God’s contrasts.

1 Kings19: 11 – 13 talks about this contrast. The contrast between His Power and His Peace. The verse talks about how God wasn’t in the wind, earthquake, or fire. But, he came with a gentle whisper.

Is God pointing out a way to recognize Him? I believe so. The Psalms and Proverbs and the Prophecies all point out His Powerful capabilities of throwing mountains into the sea. Ending Kingdoms, blotting out nations, etc. But, He chooses to speak to Elijah in a whisper. He comes to Elijah by illustrating his contrasting personality traits. He could destroy the mountain the cave is part of, but He chose to come to Elijah gently.

The understanding this contrast I caught this morning on the trail by Little Chico Creek, started with a sense of amazement with how life in our universe is incredibly prolific. Without the constant efforts of man to maintain order in our world, life would take over and soon erase signs of our having been here. Any gardener understands this, as he/she attends to the weeds in the garden. You cannot stop life from springing up in the most interesting and unlikely places. There is a naturally chaotic momentum to this. To the orderly human mind’s impulse to seek order in all things, there is a futility to the wildness of creation. This leads the unbeliever to a distrust that God is in control of anything at all.

But, this wild, unstoppable nature of life is a reflection of our own relationship with The Father as evidenced by the above description of God’s conversation with Elijah. Our free will is just as wild and unstoppable. Without freedom of choice, love is coerced. And, it has never been God’s job to bring order to the creation. It has been ours.

Which brings me to another facet of all this. To the unbeliever, this chaotic nature – the unstoppability of life – is a sign that there is no God. But, to the believer, it is a sign of His Majesty, His Power, His Wisdom, and His Love. This very unstoppable nature of life itself is evidence of His Being. And, I would say, and have to believe, that it is evidence of extraterrestrial life throughout our universe. Why would He stop here? (Bunny trail?)

God spoke our universe into existence (some say he sang it into existence). The whole universe was declared “Good”, by The Father. God is the ultimate Dr. Seuss of life. Life exists here on Earth in an endless array of designs. From microscopic microbes to the whales. To the moles that burrow to the eagles that fly. There is so much diversity that – in my humble opinion – it is more of a stretch of the imagination to believe that life only exists here on Earth than it is to believe that that same diversity extends throughout the universe.

My God, the Creator of all things, the Almighty, Most Holy, has no limits and has placed none on life itself. And, the wonder of all wonders is that He has invited us to be part of joyfully shaping the creation into Glory upon Glory for all time.

No, the amazingly complex seemingly chaotic unstoppable nature of life is not a sign that God is not there. It is a sign of His Contrast. Ultimate Power balanced with Perfect and Precisely designed Peace. The perfection of a Humming-Bird to address the prolific display of flowering plants. There is a balance to the apparent chaos. Power and Peace. The Word and the Spirit. God is in the contrast.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Most Valuable Commodity

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Reality. How do you define it when you wake up in the morning? You’re just…there? Real is the feel of the sheets keeping you warm. The fact that your eyes just opened and you groaned, “Here we go again.” Perhaps you began to run down the list of things to do today?

Today.

All we have is now. Today. Time. Ticking. But, how real is this…now? This moment? If you are a normal human being it’s as real as anything else in life. Sleep, eat, work, play, and back to Go; maybe collect $200.00 before starting all over again.

But, if you are a follower of Jesus Christ. Is this real?

Well? Is it?

The Bible paints a picture of eternity waiting for those that Love Jesus. A picture or perhaps a perspective that defines this moment. And, the next, and the next, and the next…That perspective describes an endless now. A place that the Bible can barely describe beyond the feeble attempts of a finite language set. Where the Bible explains; we lost access to a place so beautiful as to be best described in metaphysical terms as being in a different – indescribable – dimension. A place we are destined for…if we love Jesus.

One of the more important details of this reality is the ticking. One second after the next. A continuous stream of seconds – nanoseconds if you want to get nitpickingly scientific – ticking away with that monotonous regularity we have all come to accept as “normal”. But, is it normal? Or, is it desperately portentous? The most basic of elements to our existence is something that we take for granted with a fatality we ignore at our eternal peril.

But, those tick’s so quickly ticking away is more valuable than almost anything else in this reality. It’s just simple supply and demand. When the one thing that measures our future unrelentingly decreases, each subsequent “Tick” becomes exponentially more valuable than the one before it. And, what’s most depressing to think about is the fact that we don’t know how close the last tick is.

If your personal perspective is defined by “Our Father who art in Heaven, Hallowed be thy Name, May your Kingdom come, May Your Will be done, Here on Earth as it is in Heaven”? Then those ticks apply most importantly to you. Maybe not as much as someone who doesn’t know Jesus, but it’s desperately important that we give those ticks more value than we do. The supply of ticks is draining away, and we are wasting them at an alarming rate. And, we are oblivious.

I would say that this commodity is more precious than gold or uranium or platinum or any other commodity you care to mention.

Except for possibly one…

A Human Soul.

Do we measure the value of the loss of one Human Soul by the number of Ticks we allowed to drain away before giving a warning? How do we place a value on something that to The Father of Creation was so valuable he sacrificed His only begotten Son to save? This is the perspective that should be foremost in our hearts and minds. Especially if we call ourselves Jesus followers. There is no other perspective that matters.

Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick…

 

 

 

 

This Terminal Existence

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This terminal existence is not the true life. It is not the pursuit of happiness but the pursuit of Jesus that is the true life of profound and living Joy.

The true life is not the riskless life of the nest. Although there are seasons of the nest. The true life is found in the footsteps of Jesus as he sprints into the messiness of a life full of the future.

There are two lives we live. One in the boat, one on the water. Joy comes in the pursuit of the footsteps – that disappear rather quickly – on the footpath across the sea that leads to the Kingdom of Jesus Christ. (yes, footprints in the water disappear fast. This requires one to be very close to the person making the footprints…obviously)

Which one are you pursuing?

Are you desperately rowing for all you’re worth? Are you wondering why Jesus isn’t helping you row? Or, are you placing your feet in those footprints in the sea?

Faith is a muscle, you need to exercise it. Rowing as hard as you can in the boat will get you there…eventually. But, you will be exhausted, and will most likely miss the party on the other shore. Exercise the muscle. Get out of the boat, get out of the nest.

How can you tell if you are in the boat or the nest or standing on the sea? I think that might be a pretty simple question. Ask yourself. Are you living for your comforts? Are you living to build your nest? When you read John 14:12;

12 Very truly I tell you, whoever believes in me will do the works I have been doing, and they will do even greater things than these because I am going to the Father.”

do you wonder why those things never happen in your nest? Or, if you do think about them are they just to be entertained or amazed? Seeking the gift and not the giver? (I have found myself in this one.) 

Miracles, signs, and wonders are a “Mythical Beast” in the riskless nest. But, when risk is removed there is no need for miracles, signs, and wonders. These are reserved for those living on the edge of the Kingdom – the boundary between Heaven and Earth – for the risk-takers, faith wielders, dragon slayers, soul savers, and water walkers.

Miracles, signs, and wonders are not circus tricks performed for the entertainment of the audiences of the world. They are the by-product of the risk-filled life. A life lived in the proximity of Jesus Christ, whose feet are firmly planted on the surface of the sea.

 

 

 

Wait, Wait ‘Till the Moon is Full…

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There are times in life where I tend to get impatient with God. I think we all experience this at times. In my case, I have gone through a transition in my business that I would describe as a divine intervention in my life. To say that the transition was exciting and terrifying at the same time would be pretty accurate. But, it was also comforting to know that Father God was right there with me in that transition.

That was almost nine months ago and all the dreams of progress – and yes – success have been put on hold. All of my expectations of where the Lord was taking me and my business have seemingly been put on pause. But, I still have a prevailing sense of peace in the midst of my wondering what is going on with this pause in progress.

Just to be clear this post is not about my responsibility to make things happen when given an opportunity. I get that and am working on the plan. It’s about Waiting. It’s about God’s perfect timing.

This morning as I was on my prayer walk. This children’s story – that was a staple bedtime story for all three of my kids – popped into my mind. And, I realized that to The Father, we are like the little Raccoon that Margaret Wise Brown so expertly illustrated. I realized that His promises made nine months ago were still good and to rest in His Peace as His timing came to fullness. For me to Wait, Wait ‘Till your Destiny is Full…

“If you want to go out in the woods,

and see the night

and know an Owl

and how dark is the dark

and see the Moon

and how big is the night

and listen to the Whip Poor Will

and stay up all night

and sleep all day

and see that the Moon isn’t a Rabbit

and what color is the night

and see a bird fall out of his nest

and fly away in the moonlight

and find another little Racoon to play with

Off you go, for…

 

The Moon is Full

Trust His timing in all things. Rest in His Peace for you and your family. His timing is Perfect and His Promises are forever. Do not fret, eventually, the Moon will be Full and your Destiny complete.

 

 

The New Creation

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A number of years ago I gave up trying to fight the Lord in the early hours of the mornings when it seemed He wanted me to wake up and talk. Eventually, I came to the conclusion that those were some of the best most intriguing, most inspiring times of my life. I’ve joked about how I get to have Him all to myself during those early morning hours. But, it’s true. I’ve never missed the lost hours of sleep that I have spent talking to God. Never once have I complained that I should have been allowed to sleep because now I was too tired to work. Quite the opposite. Those times in the morning have energized me beyond what I would have imagined. So much so that now – before going to sleep – I invite the Lord to wake me up to talk.

Now, don’t get me wrong here, at times it is a challenge to hold up my end of the bargain. Very rarely has the Lord NOT taken me up on the invitation. The hard part – for me – is to remember that I invited Him to wake me up.

Sometimes it is just a time of prayer and presence that I can find depths of peace for my soul. Sometimes, it becomes a time of sharing my concerns and deep intercession for my children and the Hastings Tribe. And, sometimes He takes the time to download ideas to my imagination. All of the stories I have written come from that Divine Spark of Creative Imagination. ALL of them! That is the purpose of this blog today. The hard part – when He inspires my imagination – is to discipline myself enough to turn on the light and write down what He dictates.

On September first…yesterday…at 4:46 AM (Pacific Time), I managed to turn on the light and write down the following idea.

Every human being carries “potential” as a New Creation. Much like a sperm cell has the potential to create a new human being. Each new human being has the potential to enter the Kingdom of God. 

Each of us is given a measure of time to find the Truth and impregnate it with our potential. We are either successful and become the New Creation as our lives are “Born Again” in Jesus Christ. Or, we reject the truth and after we use up that measure of existence – gracefully given by The Creator – we are thrown onto the refuse pyre as failures.

Now I am sure some of you are thinking; “Doesn’t The Truth impregnate us instead?” And, all I could say is that this is what I was given. But, think about it. A sperm cell “Seeks” out the mother’s ovum (egg). And, although John 6:44 says;

“44 No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws him. And I will raise him up on the last day.”

We are called to seek Him in Jeremiah 29:13;

13 You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.”

So it seems that there is a natural sense of mutual attraction that exists between the Creator and the creation. So the idea of a New Creation – a New Creature – being Born is a compelling Visual. As is the thought of people rejecting that birth, throwing away that potential to join God’s family.

This is THE most important decision any Human can make ever. And, the most strategic point that Satan attacks. The tragedy is when Satan deceives a person into rejecting life in Jesus Christ. He aborts the New Creation.

Pray for your family. Pray for your prodigals. Pray for your tribe and your neighbors that the eyes of their heart, soul, and spirit would be opened to see The Truth. Pray for that process of seeking and finding. Pray for their “Knowers” to recognize His Presence and embrace the New Creation. To step into that New Birthday!

Gravity

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My life changed the day I pulled myself into the Library. It was a place I never wanted to visit. Life was a daily grind of launching and landing. The struggle to keep the lack of gravity from dominating my life. Just like everyone else I knew. The struggle was very real. The day began with releasing the belts that held me in my bed so that I could sleep without worrying about floating to the ceiling or out the window and out into space. 

Then breakfast. Tubes of “Cap’n Crunch” squirted into my hungry mouth, trying to ignore the longing to have a plain old bowl of “Cap’n Crunch” in a bowl with milk and the satisfying sensation of the actual Crunch. Still, I wondered at the very existence of that thought. No one ever experienced that. This was life on Earth. A weightless existence. We all made the best of it. 

Every day, began the same. The effort to get from point A to point B. Home to work and back again. Everyone’s strategy was different, and much of it depended on how much money you had saved up. How wealthy you were dictated how much ease you were able to experience as you went about business every day. 

The most basic was the cable poles that lined the streets. First I would open the front door of my apartment and hold onto the door frame. Concentration is everything when attempting to move from point to point. And, yes after a bit you gain a certain amount of expertise in this. You either learn to move or you eventually give up and hide in your home and never come out. Thousands of people in our city give up every day. The insane asylums are overflowing with those that give up. But, I digress. Back to the door frame. 

Using my arms like the elastic bands of a slingshot I launch myself at the pole outside the apartment building. There I can grab the cable that winds its way through the city until I reach my office. The hard part is when you encounter people going the other direction. Yes, certain cables are designated for one-way traffic. But, many people let their frustrations get the better of them and they ignore those rules and just grab the first cable they come to. 

Then there are those that can afford a propulsion backpack. As I am pulling myself along on the cable I can look up and see the wealthy powering their way to work effortlessly and in their cocoon of privacy afforded by their backpack. 

Then there are the EMTs in their helicopters rescuing those that lost their grip on the cable. Or those daredevils that use the ancient launchers from the tops of their homes or apartments. A dangerous proposition as you actually need to have a computer app that will calculate exactly what kind of power to use on the launcher and at what angle and elevation to set it to reach your destination. It definitely requires a daredevil mindset to use those. These daredevils keep the EMTs busy. And, we lose a few every week as their launchers malfunction and send their users into orbit and out into space.

As I pulled myself along on the cable a sense of desperate hopelessness rose up in my heart. Why was living this way? Why was there a sense of something better nagging at the back of my mind? Wasn’t life always this way? 

Then I saw him.

About a mile ahead I saw a man walking down the sidewalk all by himself with a big grin and a to-go coffee cup. And, he didn’t have a hold on the cable. He was just walking as if his feet we stuck to the ground. I had heard that there were a few companies working on shoes that would stick to the sidewalks. But, the costs were thought to be too prohibitive as most thought the sidewalks would need to be electrified so that the shoes could be magnetized…or whatever it would take to make that work.

I was dumbstruck. How was that possible? That man was unaffected by the lack of gravity. Then he was gone. He WALKED around the corner. Unfortunately, I had stopped on the cable and received a quite nasty push from the woman behind me. So I continued on my way to my office. 

But, I never made it to the office. I saw a building I had never really noticed until this morning. “Public Library”, the dingy unlit sign proclaimed on the outside of the red brick building. There was that nagging at the back of my mind. Something that said that there was something new, something containing hope. Something tells me that life wasn’t meant to be hopeless and the same-old-same-old. My heart screamed to follow the nagging. So I launched myself towards the two large oddly barbershop poles on either side of the doors of the Library. 

I managed to grab the pole to the right of the double doors. Each door was made of solid dark stained oak and had large smiling faces carved into each door. The faces looked like the face of that mythological character Santa Claus that my father used to tell me about as a child. All those old stories about Santa and a man from the dark times named Jesus. I forgot about those stories. Probably hadn’t thought of them in years. Years and years of struggle to stay on the ground and not drift off into space. Just a life of survival and the mind-numbing hopelessness of the sameness that kept going like a bad dream.

As I opened the door a warm blast of air escaped and washed over my face, and light streamed out the growing gap between the two doors as I pulled with as much leverage as I could gain from the pole. Until I finally stood next to the door.

I was standing.

There before me were rows and rows of shelves filled with books and people standing around reading books…not held down by anything. 

I walked into the library and came face to face with the Librarian. 

“Hello, Derek. Welcome to the Library. I am here to answer your questions and to lead you into all understanding into the land of Gravity. Out of the darkness and into the light. Out of the hopeless and into the New Creation. My name is Jesus. 

You have been called out of a world that has lost its anchor. I am the anchor. I am the Way, The Truth and the Life. There are weight and gravity in the Kindom and a future. Life without Me is without gravity and lost. Most of the people outside those doors are stuck in their ignorance and have no idea they are lost and drifting off into nothingness. 

You have been called to take the message of gravity to those lost and clueless about their lostness. It won’t be easy as those lost can’t see the hope. Indeed, most won’t even see you. They can’t see beyond their hopelessness. There is a kind of comfort to being lost. Especially when you don’t know you are lost. 

Welcome to the New Creation. Welcome to Gravity.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

Converting Dollars to Souls?

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This morning was a “monument” moment for me. Where the peace of God led me into thoughts about life that captured my imagination. Most likely this resulted from our prayer time last night. We were praying for that anointing expressed famously by Patrick Henry’s quote, (I am including more of the context of the speech as I think it adds more drama to the actual quote) 

“Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable²and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come.

It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace²but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!”

Patrick Henry was expressing his frustration with British Rule over his life. That frustration had grown to the point of being willing to fight and die to gain freedom from that Tyranny. But, last night we were praying that that level of commitment towards Jesus would be evident in our relationship with Him. Instead of the typical American Church “Just-enough-to-get-by” approach. We were hoping for an anointing from the Holy Spirit that would spark that courage in us, to become the world changers He says we are.

As I type this I realized that yesterday there was also a significant bit of input from our speaker at church. It was all about casting off the tyranny of another kind. That of the tyranny of Money over our lives.

Freedom from the tyranny of Money. Freedom from the tyranny of the world’s expectations for our lives. This is what the Holy Spirit addressed for me this morning.

“Wealth in the Kingdom of Jesus Christ is not measured in dollars, pounds, or the renminbi (China’s currency). It is measured in Human Souls!” In other words, Heaven doesn’t operate with the same set of rules/physical restraints that the world does.

So let me take you down a couple of bunny trails with that thought.

I am part of Sentinel Group. Our ministry is to document the places God is moving and transforming cities, regions, and countries. Our research focuses on the difference between a community experiencing a simple revival where many people come to the Lord and church membership grows, and an instance of transforming revival where the entire society is affected and changes in a short period of time. Both are good! But, there is a difference.

One of the thoughts that came to me this morning was that a truly transformed society doesn’t “NEED” money. When one word from the Lord can create wealth…or an entirely new concept of wealth transfer. Thus, the statement that Wealth in the Kingdom is not measured in currency of any kind, but in Human Souls! Wealth in Heaven is not measured in currency. It is measured in relationships. We all know the verses about storing up treasure in Heaven. And, attempting to store up any kind of physical wealth in Heaven is a fool’s errand.

So in a transformed society; capitalism, socialism, and communism are irrelevant. When money (as opposed to wealth) can no longer be used as a tool to manipulate. There is freedom from the tyranny of money over our lives. And, the New Creation walks in freedom.

Does that mean that I think money, capitalism, socialism, and communism would disappear in a truly transformed society? No. That’s just not realistic. That probably would result in people attempting to form the ideal utopia and calling it Transformationalism! But, it would look very different than our secular, dog eat dog, every man for himself, world. And, yes I am talking in abstract terms here. Even the communities that we know are experiencing transforming revival today don’t function like this. Are there miraculous wealth creation events where wealth is needed as a blessing. Yes, there are. But, our “corporate level of faith” in this country is not on the level of Jesus providing loaves and fishes for the five thousand.

But, can our faith grow to that extent where our understanding of wealth is centered in Heaven? Yes, absolutely! Would that result in – in what the secular world would see as – miracles? Where wealth is created like loaves and fishes? Most likely!

Wealth in the Kingdom can be anything of value that extends the Kingdom of Jesus Christ – that brings Souls into the Kingdom. And, to finish my thought about the anointing of courage to be a world changer. To pray and believe about our relationship with money or this world from A Kingdom perspective frees us from the tyranny the enemy of our souls intends by keeping our focus on the things of this earth.

Which led to another thought that I will leave with you and maybe you will get a chuckle out of it.

If we use money (currency) to fund evangelism and the day to day efforts of attempting to build His Kingdom. But, Heavenly wealth is measured by “souls saved”? What is the conversion rate for Dollars to Souls? How would you calculate that? Would Google have a calculator for that like Dollars to Pounds or Dollars to Pesos? Perhaps one of you that are mathematically inclined could figure that out?

 

 

 

 

Eye on the Target

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Life in the Social-Media age is a challenge. So many platforms, and so many opinions on any subject known to man…in your face 24/7 365 days a year. The cacophony is overwhelming and disquieting to the soul. The remedy is to not listen to the noise but focus on Jesus.

I think we all know this but find it hard to ignore the constant posting of our more social media adept/addicted friends. We all find a certain amount of comfort in some of the positive posts and skim over the negative. Or, block or hide the ones that intrude upon our hearts sensitivity.

But, one kind of post that has my attention these days are the “Prophetic Posts” that tell me that I am going to suddenly be promoted, or my life is going to go from bad to Amazing overnight. And, all of these posts qualify their prophecy by talking to those out there that have suffered greatly over the years. Many people wondering if God is ever going to bless them like the rich people they compare themselves to at church. So there is fertile ground in the hearts of many that wish they were rich like “those people”.

Just to be clear. Those thoughts are in my own heart. I know them very well. Someday – if I am Holy enough – God will bless me with great wealth. And, of course, I immediately begin to list the many things I would give money to if only God would bless me.

Our hearts are in the wrong place.

Lately, my prayers focus on knowing His Voice. Seeing His Face. As I transition into the fourth quarter of the game of life, I realize that the only thing that matters to me is to hear Him say, “Well done good and faithful servant”. I find myself wanting to be found faithful enough to be “TRUSTED” with the proverbial small thing. But, I find my life as a rich American has qualifies me more for the statement of Matthew 7:21-23, 21 “Not everyone who says to Me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ shall enter the kingdom of heaven, but he who does the will of My Father in heaven. 22 Many will say to Me in that day, ‘Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in Your name, cast out demons in Your name, and done many wonders in Your name?’23 And then I will declare to them, ‘I never knew you; depart from Me, you who practice lawlessness!’

You see we Rich Americans already have the wealth to change our worlds. I want to step into that place where my faith actuates His Joy. Where miracles, signs, and wonders are required to see the Kingdom Come and His Will be done in that moment of time. I want to put myself in that place where only His Presence will see me through.

I want to know Him NOW so that recognize Him Then…Philippians 3:14 “I press on toward the goal to win the prize of God’s heavenly calling in Christ Jesus. 

I keep my eye on the Target!