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Journey to Micro Church – #3

 

I try not to question how God speaks to me, whether it seems logical or makes sense in my carnal mind. I have only learned to know His voice, like a bellwether sheep; and as long as it does not conflict with God’s written word, then I have peace and go forward in faith, like a little child. I don’t try to figure it out. I look for what is God speaking? And that is how I ended up in South Dakota at a time few tourist go.

They had had a big snow just before we got there, and yet we had wonderful weather the whole time, and I had Harney Peak and Black Elk Trail all to myself, because I followed that voice. Now…as I hiked up that path…God was speaking to me of some native Indian? Named Black Elk? And how would this Black Elk have anything to do with me in my day, and my search for answers? I did not know.

I have shared only a very little so far, of the words Black Elk spoke that have confirmed so much to me, about the nature of man, and the darkness in his eyes. His words confessing he felt as a man who had been given a great vision too big for him; those words glued to my heart from the first time I read them. And I ask the question, have YOU ever felt that way about anything? Can you identify with the words of a wise man native Indian who lived before your time?

The fact God led me to this very mountain and this very path leading to a peak this native Indian once stood upon and had a great vision, and I knew nothing of any of this. I had heard of Crazy Horse and Bear Butte. I had been there too, but I knew nothing of all this until I began reading the book after I came down out of Harney Peak and Black Elk Wilderness, and happened to find one copy of his book at an old bookstore. This is how my journey to Micro Church began. How strange. How unpredictable. And now that I have made this point, I’d like to share a little more of the vision Black Elk had, because somehow I identify with that too. And I think most Christian will. How very strange.

I will follow this quote with a small parable of Jesus. See if you see any similarities?

Black Elk > “But now that I can see it all as from a lonely hilltop, I know it was the story of a mighty vision given to a man too weak to use it; of a holy tree that should have flourished in a people’s heart with flowers and singing birds, and now it is withered; and of a people’s dream that died in bloody snow.”

JESUS CHRIST > “The Kingdom of Heaven is like a mustard seed planted in a field. It is the smallest of all seeds, but it becomes the largest of garden plantsit grows into a tree, and birds come and make nests in its branches.”  (Matt. 13: 31-32)

Again, I feel the pain personally, in Black Elk’s words, because I have spent 60 years involved in this modern Church system, only to feel it has devolved into some money hungry machine, mass producing warped disciples, of which I am one. But having found a new tree flourishing! A tree resembling what Christ first spoke and did, I have found such a refreshing in my spirit man as I have never experienced before!

Scripture confirms God always has a true remnant! His Kingdom of Heaven tree has never ceased to flourish or provide rest and refreshing in its branches! So even though I know Black Elks pain on the one hand, I find myself rejoicing every day with the treasure found in the field! I did not die in the wilderness! Before my eyes did close in mortal death, God has blessed me so, and I could want no more! Here’s a poem I’ve been working on >

“Death’s Door”

When my work is done, and my body spent, I will pass through one of many doors. There is but one I seek. The door of peace.

So many doors of regret, fear, and failure; but not this one.

Not the many doors of a wasted life and misspent time, but that one path of pure devotion. And tho my heart does anticipate, yet not before my time; God’s will, not mine.

Jesus told his mother, “It is not my time.” Yet to his Father he prayed, “Thy will, not mine.”

Even today if it be so, or much longer if God should choose, we seek this one door. The one labeled: Well done, good and faithful servant. This door I pray to see. This door I seek.

Filled with Holy Spirit and God-ambition, self melts away. He determines my day and the tasks thereof. An Enoch people. Steps ordered of the Lord. A life that soars. A fallen leaf flowing downstream.

Light and Day. God’s first creation to us, and they are one. Children of the Day! By way of Christ, not Moses! By way of Sarah, not Hagar! 

Not a Covenant of laws cut in the dark! But a bright Covenant of Light! One was born in darkness… but the other in a rising Son!

Perfect love cast out all fear.

The life of regret is the fear of death. The lost die badly. They die in fear, disappointment, defeat, disillusionment, struggle, anger, and darkness. With many questions and few answers.

But children of the day burst the cocoon with visions of transformation! It is not an ending for them, but a greater beginning!

Of this they have no doubt!

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The poem is still a work in progress, but getting close. Unbelievers will laugh at the faith of Believers. But at home in the dark, they do not laugh.

There is more to be said of Black Elk, and the journey we have made to new visions of understanding. More to come, next episode. Thanks for reading. If you like what you read, if it has blessed you in any way, or made you slow down and think, if you would hit the “like” button, it is very encouraging and appreciated. Thanks.

Harney Peak in Black Elk Wilderness will always be a special place to me. Picture yourself there and perhaps you might catch a glimpse of what I mean.

 

 

Journey to Micro-Church – #2

Black_elkHoF Black Elk > Oglala Sioux Medicine man.

“But now that I can see it all as from a lonely hilltop, I know it was the story of a mighty vision given to a man to weak to use it;…”

As I shared in episode #1 the great vision set before me, my mountain to climb in my old age, I so feel the words of this Indian wise man. I am so excited about the growing move of God in this spiritual wave we have given a label of “Micro-Church”. I see a growing wave still far out at sea but rolling this way, and I want to be a part of it! It’s building as it rolls. It’s growing into a fresh move of God. It can be called a 2nd Reformation for surely that is how it feels to us who have become sickened with a prosperity message, a “king theology”, and traditions of man! We’re coming out!

But at the age of almost 64, how much of this wave can I still ride? Is this a vision given to a man to weak? And yet, I have to believe, ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE WITH GOD!

As I write these words we just got very bad news on my sister who is three years younger than I. It was only supposed to be one artery 70% blocked. A simple stint was supposed to fix it. She would be out of hospital next day. But as we drove to visit her and celebrate a successful procedure, my phone rang. Her husband gave me the new report. 5 blockages! Main artery 90%. Another artery 70%. Transferring to a different hospital. Major open heart surgery. We wait for a doctor and surgery date.

I’ve been aware my whole life how heart disease, diabetes, and colitis runs in my family tree in a big way. We do seem to escape the “C” word for the most part. My only sibling developed the type 1 diabetes very young. And now the heart disease. I’ve had the colitis most my life, but very mild compared to my mom. Still… our days are numbered and how well we know. Most my grandparents died in their sixties. We do not live in denial, but we trust God in all things. So yes, at my age the vision God has given me looks quite large, like a huge mountain, but life would be so much less interesting without it!

I was 61 as I hiked that mountain path that day, the one now called Black Elk Trail, and I didn’t even know who he was, but I knew I was going to find out. I had been 41 when I hiked it before, twenty years ago, and believe me, I noticed a slight difference, but the joy was just as great!

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It was just me and the Lord that whole day. I asked him how his Church had become such a place about money, and more business like than family oriented, when He had been so against hoarding money, and was totally non-materialistic! How do rich pastors preach from luxurious platforms about the man who had nothing, and called us to lay aside our kingship for a time, and be servants!? To live a life rich in love and sacrifice! How do we justify all this? I could make no sense of it.

I hiked all the way up Black Elk Trail to that small mountain fortress at the top. I was there earlier than the normal tourist season and had the whole place to myself. The weather was awesome! It was a shifting swirling thing! Bright sunshine and warmth for a few minutes, then clouds and snow blowing for a few! It was totally inspiring as I ate my food at the top, shared some of it with 2 ground squirrels and a Jaybird of some sort. And God spoke to me as only he does, and gave me a strange phrase: “The path of the white feather.” I have kept those words in my heart ever since. I pondered those words as the elements shifted back and forth around me.

I spent an hour or so at the top. Offered up prayer and worship. Came down out of the mountain and drove back to town where I found an old bookstore. They had a very nice copy of “Black Elk Speaks”. I was very excited as I bought it!

When I got back to the hotel I did not waste any time opening it up, and soon found this man before my time, speaking of the “darkness in men’s eyes”. I was amazed at how simple and true his words were, and wondered why our preachers today seem to lack that? The words of Jesus are simple and true, too. The path of the white feather. I had come to South Dakota to get away in nature, seek simplicity, hear God, and God was showing me a path I would never leave.

I may have left the Black Hills, but my feet had been set to a spiritual path leading to a move of God I was unaware of. Little have I known. (To be continued.)

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Journey to Micro-Church – #1

Black_elkHoF It’s strange how my story of Church would go back to this guy, Black Elk. I mentioned in my last article how “once upon a time” I left the modern Church system in spiritual frustration at the complexity of it all and took a nine day vacation to the Black Hills to pray and listen for the leading of God. I needed clarity and direction. I needed some answers from God.

I did not know what to expect on that trip, as to how God would give me those answers. But now, what I received there, has led to a vision I began pursuing then, and still pursue today. That vision has become development of a Micro-Church, this Blog site, a prayer garden and free laundry mat from my home, a spiritual retreat in the country, and now the challenge of developing a Podcast to share our Fellowship.

In this continued journey, many words of a native Indian I never knew, or knew of, until those nine days, has become more and more meaningful to me. Today I would like to share this quote from him, from a book called: “Black Elk Speaks”. It is a “partial” quote because I want to focus on a certain “point” of his statement, and I wonder how many of you might feel the same way he did, in the words he spoke. I know I do.

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“But now that I can see it all as from a lonely hilltop, I know it was the story of a mighty vision given to a man to weak to use it;…” Partial quote from Black Elk.

“But now that I can see it all as from a lonely hilltop, I know it was the story of a mighty vision given to a man too weak to use it;…” Black Elk

We may slowly share the rest of his words eventually, for they are so rich, and fit our spiritual drama of this modern day. When I left the religious system to go searching, I knew nothing of Micro-Churches, but my soul was very hungry for something, and as I sought God for answers, I began following those answers one step at a time. Soon we developed a small Fellowship around what we began to see as obvious in God’s Word, and early Church history. Then further down the road I began hearing of Micro-Churches and discovered that was basically what we had already become, without even knowing!

How God led me to the book containing the words of this man is interesting, and as I look back on it, it happened just the way I have learned to be aware of God’s voice. Our nine day trip to South Dakota only had time for so many things, as it is in this mortal world. I had a rough idea of places I wanted to go, as we had vacationed there once before, like twenty years before. I wanted to revisit some places, and explore some new. But one place that was special to me did not fit the schedule, no matter how I tried to work it.

It is called “Harney Peak”. The highest point in South Dakota. A beautiful trail climbing into the mountain leads to that peak. I went there twenty years ago and wanted to do so again, but there was no time if my wife and I were going to reach a point farther west we had picked out. I can’t even remember the name of it now.

We never reached that westward point, because we revisited “Crazy Horse Monument”, only planning on spending a couple hours, but got so caught up there that we both did not want to leave! We spent several hours there, and a town close to it. We both realized we were sacrificing our plan, but we also realized God had a plan and that was the real reason we were there! God was speaking!

So as it were we gained an extra day in the Black Hills and I suddenly realized I could use that day to go alone, up that lonely path, to the highest peak east of the Rocky Mountains. It’s elevation is 7,244 feet. But the weird thing was, every time I tried to find information on the path leading to the peak, I kept finding something called “Black Elk Trail”. This is not what it had been called twenty years ago. As a matter of fact, I learned the name had been changed just before I got there! And who was Black Elk? Why did God have this trail name changed just before I would arrive seeking answers? My brain began whirling with possibilities. And I knew early the next day, I was headed to hike that trail and relive a climb I made twenty years before, but what would that path speak to me now? And continues to speak more and more loudly each day?

I want to do justice to who Black Elk was, and also my experience that day, and where it leads me today. So we will continue our story next episode. To be continued.

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Adventures in Podcasting

bible-sword-of-the-spirit Where do I begin?

Once upon a time I was led to leave the modern church religious system and go on a 9 day God-Quest in the Black Hills of South Dakota, where God spoke to me and my wife, and began to reveal many things. A path that has continued slowly unfolding day by day ever since that Quest.

Once upon a time, after returning home, I was led to build a very large Teepee, out of 2×8 beams and plywood. I built this by hand, and by myself, in the country, behind a big red barn, and under a large green tree, looking out over fields of corn. This was my 61st and 62nd years of age. This became my spiritual retreat, and it was ready for me when Orion’s meteor shower came. The weather was very rough, but I moved in that very night for a 2 week period. God spoke more, as I saw one meteor, along with the constellation of Orion the Hunter, his belt, sword, and bow.

Then God brought me back to our city house, small though it be, and we started a Fellowship called, “Fellowship of the White Path”. Jesus walked the red path of his own blood, so we could walk the white path of his own righteousness.

Once upon a time, God spoke to our little Fellowship about developing a Prayer Garden with a path running through it to a side door of our house, which would enter two rooms, and would be a free laundry mat for people struggling making ends meet. But this would require much shifting around of our house, so my wife and I would still have 1000 square feet of living space. Much renovation would be needed to put in an outside door to the Laundry Rooms, and create a new bedroom and laundry room for my wife. And so I began, Once upon a time.

However, my wife developed a medical problem. She cut back working and medical bills began to arrive. Surgery is scheduled soon and she will be fine, but in the meantime I had to take up part time work as a carpenter, and the house and garden project slowed way down, even to a crawl. But slowly we still climb. Her laundry room is almost done, then we begin the bedroom. We project Prayer Garden and Laundry Mat to open next spring, at Passover!

But in the meantime, once upon a time, I was working the carpentry with a young lady, and I began to speak to her of the “Missing 200 Years” most Christians have little knowledge of. 200 very important years and the lost knowledge. And as I spoke of this, she was most interested, and she had a suggestion. She thought I should start a “Podcast”.

A what??? Okay, I had some idea of what it was, but being of my generation, I really knew very little. Once upon a time this young lady explained to me and also played for me a couple of Podcast she enjoyed. I was immediately hooked on the idea.

Once upon a time this old man downloaded on his phone: “Podcasting for Dummies”.

There is a change coming. More and more this site will be relating to the subject of the Missing 200 Years, what it means for us today, how did we get away from the Church Jesus started, how there has always been a river flowing of people still practicing early Church history, but we are not told of it, and there are many great writers! A treasure trove of scriptural knowledge!

If I am successful, as an old dog tries learning a new trick, this site will become the launching pad for a Podcast I already have a name for, but not to be revealed until time. The house continues slowly moving towards its projected date for the Laundry mat, because we believe in the beauty of slow, not stress. The Fellowship continues. My wife will be well again, soon. And we will be Podcasting. You will be able to learn about the Missing 200, and what it means to us, while driving down the road, or perhaps doing dishes. No reading required! No having to stop what you’re doing in order to learn! This is an amazing time.

So I’ve read most of Podcasting for Dummies, and we just ordered a Podcast Kit due to arrive in 3 days. I still have much to learn and figure out how to do in order to be on the air. We appreciate your prayers. For me, the message is the easy part. It’s the technical stuff I have to learn, and Lord willing, so we shall.

I will be changing a few things on this site, to fit the new theme. As for the story of “Yinney”, if there are those who want more, please give me some feedback and I will start a page just for the continued story. I may do that anyway. It is in my heart to do so.

We are on no time schedule here. Next article I’ll show some pictures of the new laundry room, the Podcasting equipment and how we’re progressing. We have microphone, small mixing board, and headset for monitoring sound on the way, and we hope it will all hook up to this laptop. Then I have a very crude, dank, cement basement I hope to use for a recording room. It’s like being in a cave. I’ll try to do pictures of all these things, and anyone possibly thinking of Podcasting too, perhaps my journey will help you. Or maybe you already do this and can help me?

BUT THE ADVENTURE CONTINUES! As Grandpa White Feather attempts to stick a new feather in his cap. I believe as more and more people are leaving the large, expensive, cumbersome, impersonal mega-churches and hungry for something more like what Jesus actually did, we see a Micro-Church movement swelling, a new wine skin developing, and what does it all mean? A second Reformation? Or a great falling away? These are signs of our time. Even as homosexuality, and all forms of sexual perversion are strongly on the rise, these are signs of our time. Do not be left in the dark! We are called to be children of the day!

More coming soon. Thanks so much for participating in our journey, “Path Without End”. Our address for this site will be remaining the same, as amazingly enough, the thought of a path without end connects very well with where the Podcast is going. God knows all along what we daily discover.

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One section of the Prayer Garden still in development.

 

How many times have you said, “I’ll be damned?”

Hell, a place originally prepared for the devil and his angels, per Matthew 25:41, and Jesus is very specific about it. 

Also note, these people being sent to hell have failed many acts of LOVE!

Most people don’t “LOVE”. They “love”.

They love self more than they know, and they don’t LOVE nearly as much as they think they do.

They accuse God of not being LOVE, when the whole time they reject following God because he requires a Kingdom of LOVE. Yes, requires. Is that so bad?

God is REAL LOVE. But most people only know selfish love, or human love, so they are no experts on what LOVE is at all, and so their judgement of God is false, while they themselves continue rejecting a life of LOVE.

Why do you think God declares sex without complete commitment is a sin, and not LOVE? Have you considered how selfish sex without total commitment is, and the many possibilities of damaged lives because of it? That’s not LOVE. And yes, because God actually is LOVE, he requires it. But if we choose to reject God’s way of LOVE, then we are choosing a “Being” other than God, which is Satan. We choose every day in every way.

Planet earth is a test. I guess our current Pope does not think God “leads” people to temptation, so he has approved the changing of our Biblical words of the Lord’s Prayer. But it was God who put that one tree in the Garden of Eden, not Adam, or the devil! And Matthew 4:1 still says Jesus was “led” by the “Spirit” (capitol S), into the wilderness to be “tempted” of Satan. And we could give other scripture.

God does lead us to be “tested”, but it is our “own” lust and lack of LOVE that causes us to be “tempted”. How can God prove us without tests? Who gives the test? God. Who brings you into a spiritual classroom and begins handing out a test? God. And why might God do this?

Getting back to the original scripture in Matthew 25:41, I’d say it is because of the devil and those who followed him. Lucifer and the other angels appear to have been created already in possession of heaven and all God’s blessings, and yet Lucifer could not be trusted. He lusted. He chose actions against his very Creator, the One who gave him power and life! He rose up in hate! And he ruined everything! God’s creation at that time. Which is quite possibly how creation is found in the condition it was in, in Genesis 1:1-2. (One theory, anyway.)

So, we see God creating man. He puts him in a beautiful garden. An earthly paradise. But he also plants one tree man is not to eat of. No problem, right? All those other trees! It should not be a temptation, right? But because of some desire in Adam and Eve, they are tempted. They should not be, but they are. God planted the tree, but he did not cause the temptation. We choose.

Had Adam truly LOVED God and his ways, the way he should have, temptation would have been overcome and the test would have been no problem.

But what of us? Do we feel all of God’s “Do Nots” come from a God of hate and judgement? Or do we realize all those “Do Nots” are actually instructions as to what LOVE really is? Do you see it? Thou shalt not steal? Hate? Murder? Commit adultery? Lie? ETC.

Do LOVE even your enemies. Help those in need. LOVE God with all your heart, and your neighbor as yourself.

Cain asked, “Am I my brother’s keeper?” Cain was cursed of God. Our scripture in Matthew 25 shows people who failed to help those in need, living a hard-hearted lifestyle, or sin in God’s eyes, as the ones who choose the kingdom of darkness, rather than God’s Kingdom of Light. It’s our choice and we make that choice every day in our word’s and actions, not words only, but also actions.

So God planted another tree! The cross of Christ. And he LOVED us so much, he was willing to die a horrible death on that tree AT OUR HANDS! Yes, God is LOVE whether you choose to believe or not. And God is RIGHT. We are the ones who are wrong. And it’s His creation anyway! Sheesh! How lame are we???

So how many times have you said, “I’ll be damned?” That is a choice “YOU” are making, not God. Your own words out of your own mouth may be warning you! Our test papers prove our choices, whether heaven or hell, God or Satan. But we do choose. And even though God offers us everything we need to choose LIFE, many there be who choose death, and have the nerve to blame God. What kind of evil is that? What kind of darkness?

Light shines in the darkness, but darkness fails to comprehend.

There are those who will hate me for writing these words and putting the blame where it belongs, on us, not God. They do not want to face the truth, and they will hate me while they claim LOVE, but they only have love, if they even have that? Reality check.

Even these words I have written are not to invite hate. No one enjoys being hated. And it can be very dangerous! Just ask Jesus. But LOVE demands that my words shout about a place called hell, if there be any chance some might be warned, open their eyes to the God of LOVE, and swerve away from the cliff they currently are driving towards at break-neck speed, all the while blaming God.

They do not listen to that voice inside, warning them, verifying truth, because they love their life of darkness. That is the truth they hate to admit. They love darkness rather than light. They proudly take God’s test and declare their rebellion against their very own Creator. What kind of evil is that, to hate the very One who gave you existence, and gave you everything you need to have a truly fulfilled life and eternal future. God has not offered us a dead-end street, but a path without end! It’s our choice.

Such people would only ruin heaven anyway, and God’s not going to allow that to happen again. The POSITIVE side of this message is, God offers His LOVE in abundance! If only you could see that and change course! You will be rewarded immediately! And you will never regret! Not if you are REAL. God is REAL, but are you?

“Yinneythought” for the day.

3toed-sloth-1280x720 King Solomon said: I have watched the way our world works.

A poor, wise man knew how to save the town.

But afterwards no one thought to thank him.

Those who are wise will be despised IF THEY ARE POOR. 

Better to hear the quiet words of a wise person than the shouts of a foolish king.

Highlights of Ecclesiastes 9:13-17

God still speaks highly of the poor, just check the Beatitudes, but do we? Is it possible to be poor, and wise? Is it possible that in the eyes of God, the poor are more wise? Let your moderation be known in all things. And remember Lot’s wife.

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“Yinney” – Chapter 37

maxresdefault The morning rain was over, turning the Amazon into the steam bath it was known for. Yinney thought little of it for this had always been the norm in his world. While he was in his morning worship song, he felt led to start writing his book this day. It had long been the desire of his heart. Today would be the day it finally began.

“Title,” he paused for a moment before slowly speaking out loud, “The Beauty of Slow”. And then he sat there smiling as he looked at those words on the bright white screen of his little laptop. You ask how can a sloth have a laptop in the Amazon jungle? It ran on solar power, of course, and was currently fully charged.

“The Beauty of Slow”. He repeated to himself again. He loved those words and the mental picture they produced. A life of resting compared to rushing. A life of flowing rather than  flapping. A peaceful journey rather than a rat race. It was indeed a beautiful thing. The art of living in beauty rather than chaos. Yes, this would be his book.

“Subtitle,” he smiled again as he pecked at the keys causing the little letters to magically appear. “The Teachings of Yinney”. There, it was begun, and now for chapter one. He had no lack of thoughts or direction. It was like releasing a dam that had been closed off far too long, and had stored much water.

Chapter One, he began. “What is the beauty of slow?”

It is having already reached, while still reaching. His words beganIt is having already arrived and yet still in the journey. It is taking the time each day to ask a simple question: What does my ‘soul’ need this day? It is living for spirit more than material. It is God not being a stranger, but a friend. It is seeking the Kingdom of God first, in the full assurance you already have all things. It is peace that truly passes understanding. There is no explaining it scientifically or psychologically. It is supernatural, because its source is God.

I, Yinney, as one who is a student of observation, must state the obvious to all those who are awake. Because most people are not, and the following question seems to be not obvious to them. They never give it a thought, unless forced to, and so we do.

“Why is it so hard to seek first…’soul’?”

Most say they have no time, therefore the great need for such a book as mine. Does the rat race bring you pleasure? Does chaos bring you delight? Of course not, and yet most people live in the grip of the rat race and chaos simply because they refuse to slow down and put first things first. In doing so they short circuit the supernatural life they could be living in, and are stuck in all the struggles of the natural. This begins a chain reaction of results as predictable as a path of falling dominoes.

First…life becomes an exercise of survival, rather than a flower simply gracefully blooming. There is the constant fight and struggle. The ways of flesh rather than spirit. The ways of hunger rather than contentment. The ways of excess, and storing up, in fear and desire, rather than contentment and moderation. The way of always running, rather than simple faith, trust, and rest. A peaceful journey lived one step at a time.

As a result people enter into a predator lifestyle. Always hungry for something. Always on the hunt for that something. Eventually there is the hard chase, the capture, and the kill! Then they feed to their satisfaction. In a little while, usually not very long at all, the satisfaction fades, the hunger returns, and it all repeats again over and over again like a nightmare merry-go-round they don’t know how to get off of. Up and down up and down round and round we go. Where we stop…nobody knows.

They believe themselves to be peace-loving, but they have become predators and do not even know. The truly peace-loving can plainly see their disfunction. It is obvious to those who love the ways of soul and spirit. The way of the predator is a danger to the whole world. You cannot have fellowship with someone who wants to eat you. For example, the mechanic who charges you four-hundred dollars to flip a switch on your car that you do not know, and he does not tell.

Predators come in many forms. After all, in our current society what they need most is your money, if you have any, and they want as much as they can get. Their hunger is never satisfied and they never have enough. They trade time for money all the time. And yet what is life made of? Time, or money? Such a foolish trade, but such is the foolishness of the predators, for God has said it is the meek who will inherit the earth, for the foolish will waste their precious time and be gone.

So we have those who are asleep, but never resting. However, the beauty of slow is to be fully awake, while still in a state of REST. This is the beauty of slow and the teachings of our Lord Jesus Christ of which I am a teacher of his ways. This book is about slowing down and hearing God.

In the hearing of God we invite the supernatural to take over in our daily affairs. Now we can be at peace and fully confident in our being, for God is love. The problem is, most people only ‘think’ they understand love. They claim God cannot be love, but that is because they are not love. Most people reject God because he demands us to walk in REAL LOVE! And most people who claim to be love, do no harm, and yet when challenged of God to live fully in LOVE, say, “No thank you. I cannot live by your rules.” And what are those rules?

Love God with all your heart? Love people, even your enemy, as yourself?

So yes, sex without full commitment is not love! The God of love says it is sin. Stealing, lying, and cursing is not love! Living in luxury while someone is starving is not love! Oh my, I’m only just getting started. And you say God is not love? Because he demands, yes demands love, or you are not fit for the Kingdom of God?

And why would such a book as mine start by pointing out such blatant error, and twisted thinking in the mind of man? Hopefully… so we can wake up…become fully awake… and enter into God’s true REST…and the Beauty of Slow.

<End chapter one  of the teachings of Yinney.>

Far north of the Amazon, Frank was beginning his therapy, and Rachel decided to invite him to her church. Soon he would be released and if they had a future together as she hoped, now was the time to approach this subject. What better time?

Dorothy, on the other hand, was now in the midst of a full blown and passionate secret affair. Her emotions totally out of control. Desire was feeding a flame and she had the fever. Even in her new addiction she tried being as careful as possible, but it was hard. She had such a hunger, and little did she know the other woman, the wife, had suspected her husband of being unfaithful for many years, and she was just now placing a phone call to hire a Private-Eye to look into the matter.