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Guarding? Oct 28, 2008 4:53 am
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There are eons of scriptures in the Word that tells us to guard. Guard your heart, guard your spirit. Discern etc etc. I think it is important to heed these warnings.

Another warning is of the leaven in the bread and how it takes over and ruins what the intention of the loaf of bread is. I will go one step further for Americans. Our constitution was based written based on Judeau law. The founding fathers wrote a huge warning that America has failed to yield to.They said that unless we voted in good men, the constitution meant very little because it would be undermined by bad people. Thomas Jefferson wrote that he did not believe the constitution would be honored for more than 70 years.

In both cases it has proven true. We have many cults that have taken the bible and used parts of it while adding much of their own stuff that distorts the real Gospel of Christ.

In 1892 The Supreme Court of the United States stated that the US Constitution is not a living organism and means just what it says. It doesn't change with time. I find that interesting because with the decay of this country is the ravaging of this wonderful document, one that most Americans have never read.

Its the same way with Christianity as many try and encompass all religions in with Christianity. On both issues this only happens because good men do nothing and ignore and let their guards down. I personally encourage everyone to rethink and hold tight to discernment and guard yourselves.

Blessings

Dennis
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1blessedwen and others Oct 27, 2008 5:00 am
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Well my email just got cleaned out and I would love to keep emailing back and forth. Unfortunately I am a standard member and you will have to email me so I can start emailing you people again.

God's Blessings
Dennis
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its not the signs and wonders Oct 27, 2008 4:25 am
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It is the fact of who Jesus is, what he did for us and what our heritage is in him. If we look to our relationship to him through the Holy Spirit, any sign or wonder we see will be nice, but it is not what should drive us as the Holy Spirit resides in us in the most intimate way.

How can we think our petitions or prayers are cast aside as he lives in us? If we take that approach and just wait on him and pray for his will to be done, we will in his time and way see it!
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Jesus has always been the answer Oct 27, 2008 4:20 am
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Just saw a post that was a repost by a poor mislead person trying to claim Jesus is not God, not the Messiah and of course attacked Paul who is the father of the New Covenant Church.

That is a normal procession of satan to be honest.
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defining moment for me Oct 26, 2008 6:39 am
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Yesterday was a defining moment for Mercy and I. She is home in Benin after a hard stay in Abuja. We in America think life is hard when we lose a job or are late on some payment.

In her country when they go to college and get any type of government assistance at all they requre one year of work,usually in a university. Its minimal pay and very tough because you have to pay for your own lodging. For students just out of college, that part of it is tough. There is nothing fair about it.

If you do not fulfill this obligation, then you do not get your college diploma. It is held up. In Mercy's case she was placed in a city that is the capitol of the country and it is more expensive there. Its almost impossible to make this work unless you were to sell yourself. She had already had to deal with unethical Professors at college and had to pay them money to leave her alone. I often wonder how Christians survive intact. She has, but it has been very hard on her emotionally.

Her family has helped her some finacially in her education in Abraka where she graduated in Linguistics. Yet they cant help her now because one of her uncles who had helped passed away this summer.

Yesterday I had to break the news to her that her degree would not be recognized here in America. Many doctors from her country that come here can not pass the medical tests and are started out as nurses instead. Eventually they can become doctors.

Her language knowledge however can place her on call for emergencies and she can be paid well for that. She can hold a government job here also.

But the issue is her family being upset if she does not go back to Abuja. I have known her tears and the great stress she has felt. It has been of great burden to me. Yesterday I told her to not go back. I told her that when we get her here, we together will pay back her family. She can also go to school here. Whatever she wants, we will find a way, but not to worry about fulfilling something that her government has made almost impossible for her.

She went on to say, there are so many people she knows that have money but will not help. Many that just want something she is unwilling to give in return. Thats why I said enough. We will pay those who feel she is obligated to them. Whatever it takes. I just want her safe and happy.
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Jn's vision of Jesus Oct 26, 2008 5:55 am
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John then sees a vision of Jesus, but what he saw was beyond words and the only way he could describe what he saw, was by the symbolism, of how Jesus chose to present Himself.

He is wearing the long flowing robe. That was the robe of the ancient judges. The person, who John sees, is the one who is the final authority among men. He is the one who is man’s final and ultimate judge.

His hair is as white as snow. A symbol among judges is white hair; if you go to England the judges there still wear white hair. You notice that in Proverbs, it talks about white hair being the sign of maturity and wisdom, except that in this case the hair is as white as snow. In Daniel chapter 7 you read of one who is called the Ancient of Days. This is the Eternal One, whose hair is as white as snow, here is ultimate wisdom; here is ultimate discernment, here in this person is the WISDOM & JUDGEMENT of God.

His eyes were as flames of fire. When Isaiah met this one whose eyes were as a flaming fire, of course it does not state that in Isaiah 6 but the intimation is there – he suddenly met with someone who knew him perfectly, and said, ‘Woe to me’.

His voice was like the sound of many waters. All through the Bible, water speaks of life, and this is where man’s spirit drinks, or is fed, so here is a waterfall of life. When you stand by Niagara or Victoria Falls, it is an awful, frightening, majestic sound of great power. It is many sounds that make up just one sound in perfect harmony, that strikes wonder in the heart.

His words were like a two edged sword. I will never forget His voice, and the words that were in His voice. It sounded like a sword coming out of His mouth. Remember the Scripture in Hebrews chapter 4 it says that the Sword of the Spirit is the Word of God.

His feet were like burnished bronze in the fire
. Those of you that have studied Exodus will remember that whenever you find brass in the Bible, if it is in a symbolical context, it is speaking of judgment, and so the judgment is in His feet. So wherever He is, there is the judgement.

His face shone like the sun
. 2nd Corinthians chapter 4 verse 6 says; For it is God who commanded light to shine out of darkness, who has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ. When John met Jesus in the cave, he did not put his head on His shoulder, he fell at His feet as one dead! John saw the fullness of deity, expressed in glorified manhood.

You have seen pictures or models of the lamp stand, which was in the Temple. It has seven branches. Three on either side, and the centre one, seven. John said, I saw this One and He stood in the midst of seven lamp stands. And in the last verse of this chapter Jesus Himself gives us the interpretation of that Vision.

He said the seven lamp stands are the seven churches and so you have at the centre, the glorified ascended Jesus, and vitally united to Him you have the seven churches. So not only is He the Lord of the Church, but also He is the Life of the Church.

Ephesus had lost its first love Smyrna, they were under heavy persecution because they would not join the unions. Pergamom – they had yielded on the inside to the world system and the flesh, as had Thyatira also. Sardis was being attacked on the inside by false religion. Philadelphia was quivering under heavy persecution, while Laodicea had its jumble sales and rolled in its affluence and said we are the best and the biggest, you should have seen our Sunday school last week. And to Laodicea Jesus said, I have excommunicated the entire denomination, there is no more church in Laodicea. However, if anybody should hear my voice, above all your committee meetings, I am standing on the outside, knocking the door, and if you want to come outside we can have fellowship together.


M Smith
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revs Oct 26, 2008 5:47 am
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Who wrote it?
To whom was it written?
When was it written?
Why was it written?
What is the historical context?
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they may have forgotten you Oct 26, 2008 4:04 am
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But God never has. So much of our time can be spent trying to find your niche in life, as well as the body of Christ. The places you have attended and eventually left often forget about a person when they stop being an active member. Sometmes we think it is a sign of how little our presense meant there, but just as often its just how the system is. Programed to react to the people in action and not so much the people in need.

But you never walk past the paremeters of Gods' love for you. You cant out give him and you can not out love him. He is always there to fellowship with you.
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Life out of the Adventist Eggshell Oct 24, 2008 3:13 pm
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by Geneva Chinnock




I read an article in which the author described growing up in an eggshell. She had been told that this white shell was protective and even comforting, but instead it was a barrier, preventing her yolk from being free. It prevented her from knowing how to talk to God, from expressing what she couldn't find within herself, from developing faith and from rejoicing without hesitation. Her empty soul searched for something more but could find nothing within the shell, nor could she look outside the shell. The eggshell she described was the Adventist eggshell. I found her sense of emptiness overwhelming but familiar for I, too, was raised in the Adventist eggshell. But unlike the author in the eggshell, I have broken free from my Adventist eggshell.

I was educated in the eggshell lifestyle from first grade through college. My choice of career inside the eggshell was limited to one of three options--teaching, nursing or medicine. Medical careers appealed to eggshells since healing was acceptable "work" on the Sabbath and so would not dent the eggshell. Music was encouraged as a hobby but not a profession, because Saturday performances would be "breaking the Sabbath." The eggshell determined my vegetarian diet which was loaded with cheese and, of course, eggs. I asked my grandmother about cholesterol. She had no idea, but told me we didnĚt eat meat for health reasons. The eggshell dictated my dress, which was properly unadorned. Visions of being Miss America played no part of this little girl's dreams. Miss America wore earrings, which serve no function, and eggshells didn't wear them. One eggshell teacher said that in heaven our crowns would have clocks in them instead of gems. The eggshell grew. What about movies, drama or makeup? "That's not what good little Adventist girls should do," was the standard eggshell answer. I didn't know the reason why. That was just the way eggshells were. Accept it as the gospel. What is that, by the way?

I played my predetermined role perfectly, from being a church musician to Sabbath School teacher to being on numerous committees just because I didn't know I could say no. No one said no in my family, either. No one said no to my mother's anger and rage because that wouldn't "look good." So I learned to walk on eggshells. An emotional eggshell grew.

One day, though, a small Voice penetrated my eggshell. "There is something more than this." I began reading "non-eggshell" Christian authors, praying that God would protect my shell! After all, when one lives in an eggshell, the slightest tap might crack the shell. Little did I know how hard the shell really was. I wondered what made these Christians so different from the eggshells that I knew. How did they know so much about God when they didn't have "the truth" like I did?

One day I ran into another eggshell friend who joyfully shared about a Bible study that she was attending. I wondered how a Bible study could generate all this joy and excitement. Bible study was only something people did to become eggshells. Eventually, God led me to this Bible study where I began to learn how much I didn't know about God. After 30 years in "the remnant church," after keeping 1560 Sabbaths, I still did not know my True Sabbath Rest--Jesus Christ.

Eventually, the eggshell of my youth cracked up. The eggshell "pillars" crumbled in the light of Scripture. These "pillars" had blinded my vision of Christ, and as the shells fell away, I realized that Christ is the substance, that He is the yolk, and what is on the inside is truly more important than what is hanging on the outside.

I am free now, free in Christ, free to be scrambled and used in whatever service the Lord has for me. Freedom from the eggshell was scary. I realize now how limiting it was, how in many ways it has crippled me. I take comfort in the fact that God's strength is made perfect in my weakness and He will use my wounds to help heal others. I worship now at Trinity where the focus is on the Lord only. Not on ourselves, not on a prophet, not on externals or on disputable matters. The focus is on the Lord and His creating a change of heart from the yolk out. The sermons are pure God's Word, not contaminated with bits of egg white. And His word sticks to my yolk.

I used to pray that God would move me away from the sea of eggshells that I live in. But just as Jesus told the freed demoniac to stay on the island and tell what God had done for him, He has called me to that too. So I stay and coach others as they begin to peck at their eggshells. There are people who aren't happy about cracked eggs like me, but it wasn't for eggshells that Christ died. It was for freedom. "Stand firm then and do not let your yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery."
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We leave Egypt tonight! Oct 24, 2008 3:10 pm
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by David Meade








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Pass the word to the other slaves. We leave Egypt tonight.

It's not exactly the same as then--they left together, millions of them. No one left with me today. And yet the leaving is the same however you do it. You have to leave. Today I removed my name from fellowship in Egypt--the local church.

Leaving Egypt-Passover--John called it following the lamb withersoever He goeth. Where am I going? I don't' know exactly--He is in charge. I only know I must go. I follow after.

And yet I know that I am not alone. All true Jews must leave Egypt and follow Him. We just don't do it in a geographical group this time. God looks around the world and notices how it works, "Where two or three are gathered together" It might not get much larger than that. Smaller perhaps.

What does it mean--leave my congregation? It's what anyone would do if he were not stuck in the everydayness of his own life-Egypt-standard procedure. It's not for me. I feel as if I were just cast off on a strange island. It's invigorating, my eye casting about, looking around, examining everything. I look for footprints, edible plants, sails in the distance, shelter. Am I alone? One thing becomes clear-- I am alive. One other thing--not to be here is despair. Nothing could draw me back into that. Alone? No matter. It's the quickening. The search has begun.

Tonight will be different from all other nights. Tonight, like all other searchers, we quit Egypt. Not as ritual. Not pretend quit. We are leaving. Not as if for the first time, but for the first time. All things are become new.

The tyranny of time and place is now broken. Truth is not past or future--it is now. The death grip of everydayness, broken. The malaise of Egypt left behind--a malaise in which I existed and of which I was so unaware. I awaken. Stale custom now has no hold on me. Its familiar demand--of no effect. I am free.

Tonight is the watchnight, the night every slave people wait for. It is the full moon, the 14th of Nissan. Tonight we go.

How did I know to leave? What made me awaken, aware of my death? How did I notice the stupor that had me so enchanted? How it happened doesn't matter, just that it did. I see clues here and there along the way. Guide posts they are. I follow them. When I see a sign left for me, my senses respond. I crave their knowledge.

What direction do I have? Why, one of the most powerful commands ever given. What light do I see? Nothing less than the light that lights the whole earth with His glory. How can I miss it-Come out of her My people. When I find one of His, I know him. We have oneness. A oneness that cannot be missed. I am acutely aware of His own. A man who in his heart of hearts does not allow for such a thing, will notice nothing. The malaise has him. But I am like Robinson Crusoe, awake after years of sleep, coming upon a footprint in wet sand. I am not alone--He is here.

I realize now for the first time, I am exiled. Not like exiled, but truly so. Exiled from the land of unknowingness. I come from that land and shall never return. Inhabitants there know that I no longer belong. Oh, they are aware that others like me exist, but there is nothing to be done about it except to warn each other of us. They must protect Egypt, the clueless fog of everydayness that they love. They challenge God: Where is Your sight-You do not see what we do. Where is your power God-You cannot be moved to action against us?

Does God notice? Does He have an answer for them? Yes. God points to His people, two or three here and there--all over the world, at least one hundred and forty four thousand strong --the called out ones who do not fit into any of the local congregations.

By all the laws of history, we should have disappeared centuries, eons ago, with the Canaanites and Jebusites, disappeared with those of whom we are no longer even sure of their names. Well, we are here and Pharaoh, tonight we leave Egypt. Pass it on.
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