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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.

Learning to Share – Part IV

5883 So how can we share everything we own without becoming an actual “commune”? The Lord’s prayer says give us this day our daily bread. God promises to meet our needs. I don’t believe the Bible teaches poverty or destitution. Poverty is part of the curse. But how much do we actually “need”, and how much could we share if we truly lived by faith? How creative could we become in helping others with our abundance? Our extra.

“And all the believers met together in one place and shared everything they had.” Acts 2:44

This is a personal question between every true believer and the Spirit of Christ. What God shows me to do is no reflection on what he might give others to do. But how many Christians today are really sharing all they have and loving their neighbor as themself? This is a real problem in the modern version of Jesus many of us follow today. I finally left this modern church and decided to face Jesus for real, therefore, I finally had to learn to truly share, or deny Christ!

So here is what an all-knowing, all-loving, and very creative God has shown me. Yes, it had my wife almost in tears, but she has come around a lot. I’m very proud of her. Sometimes we need time to process things, and realize our heart really does like this, even if there will be personal pain involved.

And Jason, also, as our other member, is also searching his heart to know his part. It was not an easy Fellowship meeting that night. Jason is no handyman and we all know this. So it is likely he will eventually help in other ways, but here are the long awaited details of what God has asked me to do in sharing our 1400 square foot home.

It starts with a garden and ends in a laundry mat. Our house is “L” shaped, which creates a secret secluded area in the “L” in which we have been creating a secret garden, as a prayer garden, for going on two summers now. We just added the tent gazebo in picture above. Now it just happens this house has two back rooms that my wife and I can spare if we put our minds to it. They can become something else, with a lot of work and creativity. God gave me a vision of what could be.

The two rooms can be connected by opening a wall. They have no outside door. There is no outside entry to these rooms, but one can be put in. This new access would be located right in the Prayer Garden area! So anyone entering those two rooms would come into the center of the garden to enter these rooms. But why would anyone want to come to these rooms? Perhaps a studio apartment? Make some extra income for ourselves? Lord knows we could use it, but we can also spare it!

So the plan is to put a washer and dryer in there, some free laundry soap, a sitting area with coffee, and invite struggling people to enter our prayer garden, enjoy the beauty and peace, enjoy some fellowship, and wash your clothes free! There is room for children to play in our fenced in yard. Time slots will have to be scheduled, and it will be “slower” than a laundry mat, but it will save them money, and they can have Church at the same time!!!

From the time I began the garden, the message was: “Slow Down and Hear God.” Those who have been with us for a while might remember the pictures and articles when we began gardening last year. Those articles are still deep in this blog site, but now the VISION grows! And to include a way to reach out to people, share God’s love in us, share our house, and offer free access to a washer and dryer.

Maybe there could be two washers and dryers some day, but never more, because that is part of the beauty of it, to slow people down and have them spend some “time” with us. Save your money; spend some time. Let us tell you about the sharing message of Jesus, who did not love money and material things as our modern church seems to. Let us show you the real Jesus Christ.

So…now you know what had Brenda almost in tears, because I’m also fixing this old house for her, and now my time and money was going to be more divided. The time table on all this is not known. Progress is slowly made every day. I’ll post some more pictures at end of this. But as long as I am faithful to do what God tells “me” to do, I don’t worry about anything else. Like right now I could be drywalling a wall, and finishing dry wall, but God said work the blog first, send out what I tell you. So here I am in my recliner typing rather than drywalling. It’s all the same to me, staying in God’s constant flow like an eagle in the wind.

We also saw the Avenger movie: ENDGAME. Are we near to ENDTIMES? Strange to make such a change of subject at this moment, but not really, because if you want to do a study of what it means to find a balance in loving our neighbor and loving ourself, do a study of the changes in attitude between Ironman and Captain America. Cap needed a little more “self-interest”, and Ironman a lot more “selflessness”. I’m telling you it is quite a study to do if you love comic book stuff. Sorry, I grew up on my Bible and comic books, while isolated in the country as a boy. That explains a lot, right?

So until the next time, and I have not forgotten Yinney, I’ll conclude with pictures here, but may your heart be moved to know the real Jesus Christ in all his glory. You will never regret it. And be creative! Amen!

This is the Murphy Bed I built, where my wife and I sleep in living room while our 1,000 sq. ft. of the house is being worked on. It’s really quite nice and no great sacrifice, although many spoiled Americans would probably say it is. The other 400 sq. ft. is to become the free laundry room.

That junk van has got to go. This will be entry to garden and the door to the rooms will be on this back corner of the house, very close to tent gazebo.

20190425_172730 That’s our windchime hanging from tent, and our small pond complete with bull frog and some water lilies I just planted. Goldfish coming soon.

So much to do, but loving every inch of progress. It gets me out of bed every day, and the Fellowship of the White Path, (FWP), of which we are constantly sharing God’s Word and growing in his Spirit.

I will do regular update articles on the progress. But I’m needing to get back to “Yinney” also, and quotes I love from mentors I have found in this way. Please keep reading. We enjoy every follower and any comments and questions offered. Peace be unto you, and love your neighbor as yourself. It is the Kingdom Way, and it is the real Jesus. And spread the Word! This blog site is an easy way to do that. Thank-you for reading.

“Something Demanding of Me.”

5882 “From the Journal of Grandpa White Feather” > 4/28/19.

“My enthusiasm knows no bounds, but as for my flock of 2? Our little Fellowship this day? We should not have gone out to eat. Neither Brenda nor Jason could hardly keep their eyes open as I tried so hard to share such treasure from God’s Word. It was like Jesus praying in the garden. How shall this rag-tag trio accomplish the Kingdom of God in the earth?

How shall this group make this great journey? We shall see. Some kind of progress, no matter how small, made every day. I remain hopeful, even against all odds.

Things can change in an instant. With no warning. “An unexpected something, suddenly.” Ever have that happen? My current status? > An old house. A Fellowship of 3. A vision from God, but much work on an old house must happen and only one old man to do it, “ME”. (And the drama thickens.) Miles and miles of journey ahead one step at a time. I see no other future than this long road, and no unexpected change. A vision from God not expected to change.

Whatever change may come, it will only serve to grow and fine tune the vision. This will be because of me, because of us, unless it’s not.

BUT IT ALREADY IS! Yes, I see that now! This is the vision!

This is the message already being lived for all to see. For Brenda, Jason, our kids and grand kids, for our friends in Churches we left, for anyone and everyone! This growing light slowly reaching out of a trio of underdogs ready to be crushed at any moment by a vision from God! This is our message and light! We already succeed with every feeble step!

Any unexpected changes suddenly, we must embrace. Nothing threatens us except selfishness, our own unwillingness to die. We already have what we need to succeed. God’s love, light, wisdom, peace, in us. We are fully equipped. We soar more and flap less! This light grows no matter what! A few more take note every day. A small crowd begins watching. This light growing through us!

Yes…this is the vision…one lone old man fighting against all odds. He has a vision. He is the underdog. He is likely to be crushed, but keeps going anyway. Now 2 more unlikely characters join him. Jason and Brenda. They are underdogs too. Now we have a trio of unlikely characters most likely to be crushed! And the world loves to watch a good wreck! But what if something beautiful actually comes of it? The world loves to watch that too. We love to be inspired.

How shall this story end? Even if they fall short, as long as they remain true, this is the light the world cannot resist. We all are drawn to the faithful underdogs of the world. Was not Jesus himself the ultimate example? Did he not go to his slaughter without even a word of defense, as a helpless lamb? Had God the Father himself not saved the day, what a sad ending, indeed, it would have been!

But this also is the light, is it not? Those willing to be a faithful underdog, to bring the Kingdom of God into the earth will know the power of God the Father in their behalf, even if it be after death!

Yes, this is the vision we’re already living. This light springs forth in this city and begins to grow. It may be feeble, small, and weak now, like a baby in a manger, but the light grows. It grew a little more yesterday, even with heavy eyes that wanted to sleep, and it grows a little more today, however God sees fit.

This is our ACT III. I am the old man, at 63, and aging. They say ACT III is the most important of any play! The whole movie can be ruined by a horrible ACT III! It is the ACT meant to bring meaning, understanding, victory, inspiration, make sense of everything that has preceded it, and make the audience glad they spent their money to watch that show!

I am moved to share a personal note: My mom and dad own a small farm of 35 acres. They are both in their eighties now. When I visit the farm it is so sad. There is so much potential in that place. There always has been. Money comes in from it every year, but it is squandered on useless and selfish living, and yet my parents are both so unhappy in their final years. They are ruining the movie of their life with a horrible ACT III. No one will leave their theater feeling happy or inspired. I lived there for two weeks in my teepee and it was depressing. I am not of that way.

They have chosen to dare no great things, and to live such small lives. Chase no dream with God. Help few people. Shine little light. For example, my daughter, their grand child and only “girl” grandchild, just had a baby shower for her very first baby, which is also a little girl, (of which we have so few)! But my mom sent a card only, with some money and a note. She said coming to the baby shower would be too much for her, and yet she went to Church 3 times on Easter Sunday! Sunrise service, which is very early. Then the normal service and the evening! Wow! And to top it off, my daughter said the card was very sad and hard to read. Such a sad ACT III. This is what their grand kids will remember after they are gone.

But we do not choose such a life.  We embrace the hardness of a warrior life to overcome evil with good deeds, even if we be the underdogs in such a world as this. And we put ourself intentionally, with the leading of our God, into something demanding of us!

God sets a mountain before us and invites to climb. It is always an invitation. Like my mom received an invitation to her grand daughter’s baby shower.

The mountain becomes our ACT III! This climb fills me with such delight! I am never bored! I never lack something to do or a reason to rise! I live another day to shine a light true of God’s Kingdom! Not the dead-end street of the mortal kingdom of man!

As I live in my spirit man, I know what it is to soar more, and flap less. Like the eagle, I live in high places where the wind may blow cold and hard, but the air is also rare, the sun bright, and the view spectacular! This is what I see as I walk each day! I do not see the old house and the unfinished garden! I see what might be because of me, if I’m willing! And the “ME” becomes “US” if we all embrace such a vision. What might be because of us?

Consider this, which movie would you pay good money to see? An old couple slowly dying in an old house, while complaining of every day and squandering every potential they have?

OR… an old man smiling with hope and passion as he tries climbing a mountain too big for him? He declares he will climb this mountain! But how can he? He will surely fall to his death! How can this be? But what if he does somehow climb it? Wouldn’t you like to see? And see what he sees from the top? And would we not be inspired by this old man, even if he died climbing? Even if he falls, while living a good dream? Fighting for something good and precious in this mortal land?

Who are these people who would dare such a lovely thing, even to their dying day? Lives truly living. They be people filled with the Spirit of God. Jesus himself said, his purpose for coming to earth with the Kingdom message was…

“I have come…that they might have life…and have it more abundantly.”

The details of what God has shown me to do with this place has still not been given. What I simply had to write today were feelings rolling in my soul after a Fellowship revealing how weak we all are, in the face of great things. The details are soon to come in the next article of “Learning to Share – Part IV”. Among other things, this blogsite is now also the story of a rag-tag group hoping to climb a spiritual mountain unto God. May this site contain the details of what ends up being because of US. May it somehow bring glory to the name of Christ, we pray in Jesus name. Amen. So be it.

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Learning to Share – Part III

5883 “So you cannot become my disciple without giving up everything you own.”

Did Jesus really say these things? > Luke 14:33

“If you want to be my disciple, you must hate everyone else by comparison — your father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters — yes, even your own life. Otherwise, you cannot be my disciple.” (Luke 14:26)

Did Jesus really mean these things? Literally? Most today would probably say, “NO, not literally. But that is our modern Christianity speaking. Of course he meant what he said, and the early church in Acts proves it! So what do we do now?

Some would try to say, as I also considered, maybe all that is just for those who become “Disciples”. I just want to be a simple child of God. However, that don’t work either. Jesus plainly taught to go and make “Disciples” of all nations, teaching them to do what I have commanded. Commanded? We are to become disciples.

Jesus said: “Love your neighbor as yourself.”

What the heck does that mean? Again, does he really mean that?

These were just a few of the reasons I left the modern American Church system. It was time to get real. It was time to face the real Jesus Christ in spirit and in truth. Am I a real Christian, follower of Christ, or not? And as I left you hanging in Part II, I had just shared the vision of how I wanted to share my house with the less fortunate, and my wife was setting there looking at me with eyes that plainly said, “You’re breaking my heart!”

That was the most difficult fellowship we had had to that date, and I know it was difficult for our third person as well, my friend Jason, as he felt her pain too, but it was REAL. We were not playing Church.

The only thing I own that has any value, and really the bank still owns, but we hope to own someday, is our house. It’s a very basic house. It’s 1400 square feet, 3-4 bedrooms depending, and ONE bathroom. We raised 5 children here. Four boys and a daughter. Here’s a couple pictures.

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So I laid our simple house before the Lord and asked, “Lord, how do I share this place in such a way as the Kingdom of God shines here? I bring this place into your common stock. Everything I own is not simply brought into a common community, but actually is common stock with your Kingdom. I own nothing here, but everything in you.”

Now realize, my wife is not in on this conversation. I would have loved for her to be in it, but this was not a question she was ready to ask, even with all the teaching I been doing on this. There finally comes a time we have to force an issue. Are we real, or not? Are we going to take up “our” cross, or not? It was time to put this on the table, but before I could do that, I needed to know what the vision could be? How could I share this house without actually selling it and giving all the money away? Actually, there wouldn’t be much money, if any.

We have to read the WHOLE word of God, and a man who does not take care of his family is worse than an infidel. And Jesus said to love our neighbor as our self. As in the Lord’s prayer, God is not asking us to become destitute. Our needs are to be met. But what could we do with this place to show the real Jesus who teaches us to share all things?

Let me digress 20 years for a moment. Back when I did not understand all this, I was heavily involved in Youth Ministry. Due to various circumstances at that time, we decided to use our house as a Friday Night Youth Church. We had an old van I picked “teenagers” up in. Believe it or not, this outreach started growing like crazy! We eventually had 40 teens coming in this house every Friday night! Yes, this very same 1400 sq. ft. house! (My wife wanted to shoot me then too, but the kids eventually won her over.) This group was about 50/50 % street kids to Christian kids! It was the most successful street outreach I ever had! And we preached to them hard!

This went on for 3 years! (And we do have stories we could tell.) And yes, the house took a tremendous beating. But I took a low paying job in order to start this ministry, a janitor’s job. I left truck driving. And after 3 years our vehicles were on their last leg, our bills were climbing, there was enough money to support the meetings, but not the house and vehicles. After all, it was our house. No one wanted to pay our house payment, or buy us a new vehicle. That was our responsibility.

So I had to go back to making more money. The ministry dissolved in sadness, but we remembered the good things, and began slowly crawling out of our hole. I still think people with small minds failed to support a ministry God was using. Or do Christians always obey God, and it died because we were doing something wrong? Will God let something die to test people? Hhmmm.

But during that time, and even to this day, Brenda (my wife), and I talk about all the nice houses around us, for ours is the runt of the litter in this neighborhood, and even though all these people had greater means to share, a greater house, greater vehicles, greater income, none of them were willing to share in such a sacrificial way. Such nice places kept only for them and theirs. And we wonder why God goes to poorer people like us?

This is the real Jesus Christ, to love your neighbor as yourself. Has it gotten that real for you at the Church you attend? Is it really a Church?

Well… that was twenty years ago, and after that I kept trying the normal Church system thinking maybe we failed because we ended up on our own, but all I kept finding was a watered down Jesus and watered down message all these years, until I could stand it no more. And now full circle, here I was again. My wife looking at me almost ready to cry. The one I love most in this world, and I was hurting her, causing her pain.

We’re over 1,000 words already. The top picture in this article is our place of a secret garden. Our house makes an “L” shape, and in that back area God spoke to me of the next step in our following the real Jesus and having all things common, real communion, real community. Looks like the details of the vision must wait for Part IV. I have not forgotten our story of “Yinney the Sloth who needed to POO”, but there are already 36 chapters to read and there will eventually be more. I write what God gives me, and for some reason God wants to camp here for a while. So here we are.

I know messages like this don’t get many “likes” in a selfish culture as ours. Unfortunately, it don’t seem to get many likes in the Church either. What is God to make of that? What are we to make of that? What does it tell us about ourselves? Dare we answer such questions? Do we really follow Christ? Are we really saved?

God’s word advises us to judge ouselves, so we need not be judged by others. Are we an honest judge? Or do we take bribes under the table? Perhaps I’ve said too much, but God will say more.

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A Borrowed Tomb.

5838 Not too many people can “borrow” a tomb. As far as I know, all but one had to have another tomb just a little later.

As the Passover continues and the body of Jesus lay in the grave through this day, I still have my symbolic blood on my doorpost. Our Christian Passover meal and Fellowship was absolutely wonderful last night. And people driving past my house will see the red on the door until tomorrow.

Every holiday seems to have its own symbols. When we think of Christmas, Thanksgiving, New Years, or even Halloween, be that as it may. But the real Passover starts with the Lord’s Last Supper with his faithful guys, except for Judas, whom he exposed early on and Judas left the table. So before any symbol of Easter bunnies can show up at my house, we have the red cloth on the door post. Maybe we can start a new way of declaring Easter weekend. I think this really says it all.

Our above picture shows an open door. My wife took that picture, and until I saw her version with the open door, I really hadn’t thought about it. There is a doorway to the Kingdom of God that ONLY the blood of Jesus opens! If you want to try and tell God you have something just as good or better than the blood of his first begotten Son… good luck with that! I wouldn’t touch that with a 1,000 foot pole!

The blood of Christ has opened a door that is eternal, and it is the doorway to an eternal Kingdom. Our modern American Church likes to short-cut the Passover, cram it into one day and celebrate the resurrection more than the death. It short-cuts the Lord’s Supper into something that would not even be a good snack. And the man-made tradition of Lent even prevents a person from having lamb meat on Good Friday, which prevents a Passover meal altogether!

How have we come to such obvious perversions of our Lord’s most sacred mission? The modern church king has no clothes! Laodicea! Shame be on us! May God forgive our total lack of concern and preoccupation with our worldly agendas!

As a good friend of mine likes to say, “traditions of man” won’t get you to heaven, but they can certainly get you to hell. Think about it. Be REAL this Passover. Discover the REAL Jesus. He’s very awesome!

 

“Passover”

20181001_145252 It is the night of the Passover. Jesus came on a mission to teach, sow seed, die, and bring the Kingdom of God to the earth. There is no birthing of the Kingdom of God without some death to the flesh. Unless a seed falls to the ground and dies, it abides alone, unfruitful, no harvest!

What does the people of God’s Kingdom in earth look like? Study the Beatitudes. Study and understand, take to heart the Sermon on the Mount, and you will know.

Tonight there will be red on the door post of my home as our small Fellowship comes together for a special Lord’s Supper. I hope you have plans to thank the Lord in a special way for his great sacrifice of love.

Jesus walked the red path of his own blood, so we could walk the white path of his own righteousness… and be the people of God, the Kingdom of God in the earth.

Salt & Light.

“Learning to Share” Part 2

5738 So the REAL JESUS tells me I have to learn to share. Hhmm. If you read Part I, you know how I described my isolated and introverted childhood, not so good for learning to share. We also shared the analogy of the wolf verses the dog. The dog has wolf ancestry but chooses to love and serve a master. Dogs are such a picture of devotion and choosing to share.

Jesus said the meek shall inherit the earth. Wolves shall not, but the lovable mutt that works their way into your heart will survive! In the above picture, my friend Jason recently took on a new member to his family. Meet Luke. A full blooded yellow Lab.

However, Jason already had one dog, a chihuahua named Zak. And now Zak, who had been an only dog, is having to learn to share!

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“And all the believers met together in one place and shared everything they had. They sold their property and possessions and shared the money with those in need.” (Acts 2:44-45)

This is the Jesus I kept bumping into in our large fancy modern Church buildings that cost more to run than what we probably feed the poor, or help our neighbor. I was in a pickle and didn’t know what to do about it. I feel sorry for Zak, but he may be doing better at it, than I.

So I began sharing this spiritual dilemma with our Fellowship we started. We left the modern Church system so we could be REAL, like the Jesus I kept bumping into. As you can imagine, we all three felt the strain of living up to what Jesus actually taught, especially his whole Sermon on the Mount. Blessed are the poor in spirit? Well…maybe because they know what it is to lack, and need to share, in order to survive. Their hopes and dreams have been dashed so many times, now they are a broken vessel no longer prideful or attached to things. But what about me? I’ve always been lower middle class and never lacked. I also have stuff. Not just needs.

We know what it is to live from paycheck to paycheck, and barely squeeze by. But we have a small house of 1400 square feet in the big city. We have transportation, old though they be. We have food, heat, AC, medical if we need it, and a little extra for entertainment, and helping others, but the Jesus I kept bumping into wanted to take things to a much higher level! Because he is LOVE! And it seemed to be connected to COMMUNITY/ GOD’S FAMILY. And it’s all through our New Testament and early Church fathers. There is no denying or escaping it if your HONEST, and much of modern Church IS NOT!

I do love the wolf/ dog/ sheep analogy. They say sheep are the most stupid animal, but they happen to be smart enough to choose following a “higher being” than themself, known as man, also called a shepherd.

The dog also has chosen to follow a higher being, known as man, and master. But the wolf only follows another wolf. He is the alpha, small “a”, and he’s just another wolf.

The real Jesus says, “Follow me.” The real Jesus asked Peter, lovest thou these more than me?

Do I trust him? Do I love him? Am I making disciples? This Jesus tells me in Luke 14:33 that I cannot become his disciple without giving up everything I own. And I am to help the poor. The greater are always supposed to help the lesser, and there is always someone greater than you, but also having less than you. Those with less rarely can do much for those having more. That doesn’t even make sense.

So as I examined my possessions, I still have no real savings, not even a 401K. LOL. That got burned up in my back surgery. Our 2 vehicles are old and needed. The only thing leaping out at me is our small house. So I laid it before the Lord and asked, “What would you have me to do?”

This led to me, as the Bell Sheep of our Fellowship, this led to me sharing the vision of “what to do” with our small Fellowship, of which my wife is one, and Jason the other. Well… as you can imagine… I tried to blame it on the REAL JESUS… but somehow she kept looking at me.

This story will continue in Part 3.

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My dog, Shadow. We are dog lovers here.