Saturday, November 8, 2008

chasing kids and politics

Father what is it that seems to be troubling you?

Son, I should ask you the same question.

Father, why should you be asking me this question?

Son, when My thoughts become your thoughts, you begin to think the way I want yout o think. You begin to sense and know what it is that bothers me, as well.

So, Father, if I am thinking correctly you are bothered by people.

Son, most Christians today bother me greatly.

Father, why is this?

Son, imagine if you had a friend who was constantly asking you to forgive them for something they did to you long ago and no matter what you said; they still didn't believe you...."

Father, I have met those types of people...

Son, I have seen these people for a lonnggggg time. They bother me greatly with their stupidity.

Father, are you calling the people who call themselves Christians stupid?

Son, what do you think I am supposed to say? That they are intelligent? No, let's be real here and call a spade a spade. They are nothing more than asses on two feet.

Father, what did you just say?

Son, I'm talking about a donkey. These people who say they love me are nothing more than donkeys on feet. They are jackasses...

Father, why do you say this?

Son, Christians have no excuses; they should no better. Have you seen the blog pages on here? They chase politics. They chase their emotions. They chase the bible. They chase economics. They chase ignorance. They chase kids. They chase being a mom or a dad. They chase they stupidity of the world. They chase so much of their own understanding of what they feel is right. They chase everything but Me.

Father, this bothers you?

Son, when you sit down to write on this blog page, you should ask Me what I want you to say before you start typing.

Father, what do you want me to say?

Son, I want you to stop typing right now and simply let Me speak to you.

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Son, one of the things I want you to understand is that most people fill their blog pages with things that have nothing to do with what it means to be a Christian.

Father, what do you mean by this?

Son, to be a Christian means to be Christ-like. A Christian has a deep understanding of Me. A relationship with the bible is nothing more than lifting a book and reading it. The words (themselves) don't reveal one bit about the person Jesus (the Christ). The Spirit has to teach the words and the words cannot be brought alive unless the Spirit behind the words is able to reveal the Word.

Most Christians don't want this. They want some cookie-cutter watered-down bullcrap. THey have no more of an understanding of what being a Christian than an owner who tries to translate what the family dog is barking about. A dog has a better understanding of how to take a dump in the backyard of his master's house than most Christians have of knowing what I am thinking and how I am feeling. These may sound like harsh words but they are true.

Father, I sense great frustration on your part. Why?

Son, I am not frustrated with those who choose to sit at my feet. Notice how Mary did that. She did the good thing. Martha was always trying to please Me. She always tried to show herself strong but it is impossible to do this if the strength one receives is out of their own will. They mine as well call themselves a donkey and give piggy back rides to people for money. (laughing)

Father, that is funny.

Son, of course it's funny (smiling) but it makes sense, doesn't it?

Father, it does.

Son, do you understand these words I am saying to you?

Father, yes I do. Why do you ask this?

Son, know that the church is not teaching people how to be trained to know Me. They teach the same tired tried-again-and-again bullcrap.

I don't understand, Father.

Son, would you rather hear someone quote football statistics or someone who can describe to you what the game was like because they were actually there?

Father, I would rather be at the game, myself!

Son, (grinning) getting to the game is the easy part. Watching the game and letting me teach you how things work is the hard part.

Father, I see your point.

Son, do you understand why it is so important to let yourself be trained up to hear My voice?

No, Father; I'm afraid I don't.

Son, stop thinking like the son who died when he accepted My Son into his life. You do understand but start thinking with your spiritual senses.

Son, the way to understand Me, My thoughts, My feelings, My words is by simply asking Me to give you someone who will teach this to you. You should know this because that's exactly what happened to you.

Father, this is true. (smiling)

Well, of course it's true. I said it, so it was and is and will always be true! (grinning)

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