My rest from strife of tongues, my holy hill,
Fair is Thy pavilion, where I hold me still. "
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod; And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil; And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod. And for all this, nature is never spent; There lives the dearest freshness deep down things...
“But the God of all grace, Who hath called you unto His eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered a while, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you. to Him be glory and dominion for ever and ever. Amen.” (I Peter 5:10-11)
Ah. At last I seem to understand something. The maturity of a person and a soul necessarily involves accepting the crossing of my own will. In order for me to grow into the person I was meant to be, I must be willing to have my own wishes thwarted. God is not about removing our suffering – he is about removing the rebellious faction in us that causes the suffering. This is painful. If I am ever to have real peace, I must receive willingly the pain of not getting what I want. I can circumvent the process by any variety of means, including my old favorite – escapism, but that will only keep me trapped and immature.
God is kind. As a father, he wants to satisfy my deep longings. His purpose is not simply to cross me. But he can see when my surface wants are thwarting what I deeply desire, so he allows them to come out and show themselves. When I see them for what they are – tumours on the beauty of a soul – I can choose to allow his divine surgery. God will never ask me to give up my deep desires – they are the right of an eternal soul – but if I let Him, He will cut away all lesser graspings, all that oppose themselves to what is deep and real in me. This is His way of giving me what I really want.
How is it that I can so easily blame the One who knows me and loves me best, and who always works for my greatest good? His refusal to satisfy my surface wants or remove the wants is not motivated by hardness – rather, it is his way of weaning my spirit from those things that will enslave it and keep it dependent and immature and unbeautiful. He is letting me grow!
God, forgive me! My heart is a treacherous organ, and I am again and again deceived in it. Too quickly I am led astray by my desire to rule in a way that only You have a right to rule. Too easily I am convinced to question Your motives and Your kindness, when mine are the ones in question. You are kind. Transform me. Allow me to want, that I may learn to overcome my wanting. Wean my spirit from its props, that I may grow. Let me be disciplined and mature, not a slave to my own whims. You know what I need and what I deeply desire. I can trust You.
I’m surprised and frightened at how little it takes to make me go dashing home in tears. I’m a bad risk. I find myself stumbling and tired here, on an even, paved road. There has been no test, but I seem to be tripping over my own feet.
I guess what I needed to see here is HOW MUCH I need God. How much I need him to comfort me and give me strength. How much I need him to make me see the truth behind the enemy’s Lie. How much I need him to take responsibility for the results. How much I need him to protect me from myself. I don’t dare take a single step without him, even here – how much more dangerous it will be in enemy territory. Can I do it? Will I bring dishonor to my God?
These are the considerations that must give me pause; must make me dig hard and deep about the sensitive spaces in my heart. Oh, everything in me groans and whimpers in protest, and I am sorely tempted to turn back. Alas, there is nothing there! I have nowhere to go but forward, into the wilderness waste where, somewhere in the dark cold, a bright and gentle Jesus calls me.
But I am lonely and weary and oddly desperate for something (what?! He knows. I don't). And I am ashamed that I have stumbled here, where there seems no real test, and in my heart I am discouraged. I hear his voice calling me, but he seems far (is that always when he is most near?) and I am loathe to meet him like this, weak and crawling. He’ll love me anyway, but I hate to let him when I cannot love myself.
How I long for something to give! Can I not, with my pain, purchase more than failure and dispair? Is there not a little glory I can obtain, that when my little day is done, I may have something to offer at his feet? O God, what I long to nourish and care for I destroy! Who can save me from myself?
O, God. Train me that I may be able, with the poise of discipline and the passion and deep strength of love, to offer all at your feet; to spend with certainty and purpose the unique currency of humankind – sweat and tears, breath and blood – in the purchase of worship for You, the Eternal.
For he knows how we are made. He remembers that we are dust. Psalm 103:14
Therefore be you also ready: for in such an hour as you think not the Son of man comes. (Matthew 24:44)
And as he sat on the mount of Olives over against the temple, Peter and James and John and Andrew asked him privately, Tell us, when shall these things be? and what shall be the sign when all these things shall be fulfilled? And Jesus answering them began to say, Take heed lest any man deceive you: For many shall come in my name, saying, I am Christ; and shall deceive many. And when you shall hear of wars and rumors of wars, be you not troubled: for such things must needs be; but the end shall not be yet. For nation shall rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom: and there shall be earthquakes in divers places, and there shall be famines and troubles: these are the beginnings of sorrows.
But take heed to yourselves: for they shall deliver you up to councils; and in the synagogues you shall be beaten: and you shall be brought before rulers and kings for my sake, for a testimony against them. And the gospel must first be published among all nations. (Mark 13:3-10)
But of that day and that hour knows no man, no, not the angels which are in heaven, neither the Son, but the Father. (Mark 13:32)
And he said to them, It is not for you to know the times or the seasons, which the Father has put in his own power. (Acts 1:7)
The Bible does say that Jesus is coming again. Twice, in fact. First, he's coming to the air to call home every soul that belongs to him. The world will be left on its own for a little while. Not one real Christian left (I don't think I need to explain that - you've probably encountered real ones and fake ones and you can figure out the difference). (Also, you might think a world without Christians sounds alright, but if you have a Christian friend, s/he probably carries your name in prayer to God daily. What's that worth?)
Then, in a time of unprecedented war and destruction, Jesus is coming to the earth to reign in peace for one thousand years. (Won't it be interesting to see how that's done!) So things might get messy (war and destruction and all) but the world can't end for at least another thousand years or so.
There's so much wack religion out there to distract us from reality. If you, like me, are hungry for something with a little less flake, Bible.cc is an online Bible in a list of translations that you can search by word or topic, and use to draw your own conclusions.
In one sense God loves you just the way you are, but it’s a bit more complicated than that. Let’s unpack this statement.
God loves each of his children unconditionally, wherever we are, whoever we are. Even if we are sinning, living a dissolute life, He still loves us. But what does love mean? The classic definition of love is to desire the good of another. God most definitely desires the good for all his children regardless of who they are. As human parents, we strive to love our children in the same way. Even though they are behaving badly, we still desire their good – we still love them.
The implication of the person who says that God loves them just as they are is often that they do not need to change anything about themselves; God will be perfectly content for them to be the same forever. Here is where they are making a serious error.
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This post is not mine. I've "borrowed" it from a site called "Stand To Reason". A link to the full article is at the bottom. I hope you, like me, find it too good to pass up.
Is the New Testament Text Reliable?
By Gregory Koukl
The phrase, "The Bible's been translated and recopied so many times..." introduces one of the most frequent canards tossed at Christians quoting the Bible. Can we know for certain that the New Testament has been handed down accurately? Yes, we can.
In the spring of 1989 syndicated talk show host Larry King interviewed Shirley MacLaine on the New Age. When a Christian caller contested her view with an appeal to the New Testament, MacLaine brushed him off with the objection that the Bible has been changed and translated so many times over the last 2000 years that it's impossible to have any confidence in its accuracy. King was quick to endorse her "facts." "Everyone knows that," he grunted.
This appeal to common knowledge is enough to satisfy the ordinary, man-on-the-street critic of the New Testament. An appeal to the game "telephone" to demonstrate how reasonable this objection is. Whisper a message to one person and transfer it from person to person, ear to ear, in a circle. Then compare the message's final form with the original. The radical transformation of the original phrase in so short a period of time is always good for a few laughs. This comparison is enough to convince the casual skeptic that the New Testament documents are equally unreliable.
The argument against the reliability of the New Testament texts can be stated very simply. How can we know that the documents we have in our possession accurately reflect originals destroyed almost two millennia ago? Communication is never perfect; people make mistakes. Errors are compounded with each successive generation, just like the message in the telephone game. By the time 2000 years pass, it's anyone's guess what the original said.
It's easy to state the problem, and some may think merely raising the objection makes the argument itself compelling. Yet offering evidence on its behalf is a bit more difficult.
Usually the complaint is raised by people who have little understanding of the real issues. In cases like this, an appeal to common knowledge is more often than not an appeal to common ignorance. Like many questions about Christianity, this objection is voiced by people who haven't been given reliable information.
Just the Facts, Ma'am
The question of authenticity is not really a religious concern at all; it's an academic one. It can be answered in an academic way totally unrelated to spiritual convictions by a simple appeal to facts, an apologetic technique I call "Just the Facts, Ma'am."
The objection at first glance is compelling. When we try to conceptualize how to reconstruct an original after 2000 years of copying, translating, and copying some more, the task appears impossible. The skepticism, though, is based on two misconceptions about the transmission of ancient documents like the New Testament.
The first assumption is that the transmission is more or less linear, as in the telephone example--one person communicating to a second who communicates with a third, etc. In a linear paradigm people are left with one message and many generations between it and the original. Second, the telephone game example depends on oral transmission which is more easily distorted and misconstrued than something written.
Neither assumption applies to the written text of the New Testament. First, the transmission was not linear but geometric--e.g., one letter birthed five copies which became 25 which became 200 and so on. Secondly, the transmission in question was done in writing, and written manuscripts can be tested in a way that oral communications cannot be…
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