“Yinney” – Chapter 22

images (7) It was time to make himself known to the neighborhood and begin building community, as the vision had spoken. As a spiritual teacher, Yinney was all about promoting peace, and promoting peace was all about true “fellowship”. And you can’t have fellowship with someone who wants to eat you. This was an important part of the message he carried in his heart as he went out.

His 7th Day Tree lie a day behind. He was in the early hours of his second day of travel. He could only go three days out before having to begin his journey back to his tree, because when Yinney had to poo, it had to be there. It was the sacred way of his people, and why have a sacred tree if you’re not going to live in a sacred way?

So far there had been no special contacts with anyone, but he still remained hopeful and prayerful. There was no reason to rush. No reason to allow the small Fellowship that had started with Lu-Lu to be overcome by fast growing weeds. Weeds flourished in speed. Slowly he moved through the green canopy of trees like a slow flowing river, at peace with himself, his God, and the world.

Sloths are masters of moderation. Their very survival depends on it. A diet of leaves does not provide a lot of calories, so they do not have the fast metabolism for speed. They must be conservative in stretching the fuel they have and waste no energy. They had learned to pace themself in the flow of slow, thereby maximizing a day’s progress. This usually meant moving through trees at a speed of 13 feet per minute. This of course was interrupted by regular rest breaks.

Yinney was now well into his second day of moving in just this way. The morning hours had long passed when he first heard the sound. But what was it? The sound of someone crying? He was not sure, but turned in that direction. Another twenty minutes later he arrived at the source. His sloth ninja movements had kept him unnoticed by the one he spotted below, someone obviously in distress. It was a capybara.

Yinney decided to make contact, after all, the capybara were peace-loving as himself. Perhaps they could have fellowship? He would tell the capybara of his 7th Day Tree next to the lagoon, a place of fellowship for all. But first he must inquire of the source of the large rodent’s sadness, for it was very clear the capybara was indeed weeping.

Yinney was now directly above the grieving beast, but still unseen. He decided it was best to simply make himself known and offer his help. “Hello, friend. Are you in pain?”

The capybara was so lost in grief it was not even startled by a voice suddenly coming from above. For one thing, predators did not come with kind words, but with slashing claws and sharp teeth!

“Oh! Your a sloth! No wonder I did not see or hear you,” the large Amazon rodent said while making a great effort to contain his weeping and regain composure, but the effort was only somewhat successful, when Yinney asked his next question.

“What is the source of you grief, friend?”

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My friend…my friend…my friend…” and he cried some more before finally adding, “he was murdered by that predator, Jag! Jag ripped him to shreds and feasted on his body! He left his carcass for others. He bragged of slaughtering my friend, and what a delight he was to feast upon. My friend is dead, and I miss him. There is no justice. His life was snuffed out by a thoughtless killer. All he wanted to do was graze in peace.”

Yinney managed to find a lower limb and moved closer to the grieving capybara who had lost a special friend. “There is nothing that can take away the pain you feel. Your friend is honored in your grief. You show yourself a true friend.”

Yinney said little after that. He stayed close and let the capybara talk as much, or as little as he felt, until finally a peace began to fall over him.

“My name is Capy,” he finally shared, his voice weak from so much emotion.

“Hi, Capy. I’m Yenny. I’m so sorry for your loss.”

A gentle conversation began between them as Capy maintained some control. He knew of the reputation of sloths being great spiritual teachers, and began asking more about faith and an afterlife.

“Is my friend still alive somewhere? Will I see him again, someday?”

“From the moment of conception we never cease to exist,” Yinney answered. “Soul is eternal. This is why we focus on the soul, not the flesh. These are things we teach. Jesus taught us to lay up treasures in heaven, not upon this earth, where sooner or later we must say good-bye. Did your friend have knowledge of ‘The Great Way’?”

“I cannot say for sure, but he spoke of an eagle who once taught him things very similar to what you say. I think I would like to learn more of this way you speak of, and the Fellowship. What is the name again?”

“Fellowship of the 7th Day”, Yinney answered, and further explained, “We are not confined to any time or place to have Church. We are having it right now. Jesus had Church all the time, and everywhere he went. My 7th Day Tree is simply where I live and can be found most of the time, but as you see, I also love house calls. I just can’t get there very fast, being a sloth and all.”

They both chuckled about that. Then Yinney dropped on down to the ground and spent some time explaining to Capy about the All-Creator, his Son, the Holy Spirit, and how God came to man through the Hebrew people, and the Book they wrote of the experience.

Capy could not get enough, he was so hungry to know more. He was at such a point in his life, with the sudden loss of his friend. He made sure he understood where the 7th Day Tree was before Yinney finally climbed back into the trees and slowly ascended out of sight into the canopy of green. Yinney was happy. Fellowship had connected. Community could grow, and maybe something could also be done to alert the peaceful when predators are around.

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“Yinney” – Chapter 16

Bradypus “In this Fellowship we celebrate the beauty and wisdom of slow, because we are all about gardens, not jungles,” Yinney explained. “Our Lord loves a pleasant garden. There is peace in a garden, not strife, not worldly ways. The world is a jungle. We do not copy the world. We are a refuge from that rat race. Peace be unto you, our Lord loved to say.”

It was another day of teaching and he was explaining to the three macaws, Lu-Lu, Me-Me, and Jo-Jo, that he was about to go out on three day trips to spread the word of his 7th Day Tree. “However,” he explained, “this will be done very slowly. Fast growth is not what we seek. Weeds love fast. Weeds love speed. Weeds will overcome a garden very quickly and choke it out. People make the mistake of seeking fast growth. They see it as a sign of success, but how can you develop leaders for small groups that quickly? Leaders you know well enough to set in a position of leadership? How can you get to know your people very well so quickly? There is no depth! Depth requires time. True relationships require time.”

“Every garden needs constant weeding. There will be those we send away with an invitation to come back if they decide they want to share ‘fellowship’. It’s all about communion, fellowship, family, community. If someone cannot fellowship without causing contention, then they have not found the right garden for them. They might not even be looking for a garden. The jungle may be in them. The predator may be in them. We are not of the predator ways. Satan is the predator; our Lord a Shepherd and Gardner. Satan thought he could over throw and steal what God has slow grown, His Kingdom. But he found out different, because God is not only a Shepherd and Gardner, but also the ONE TRUE GOD.”

“The scriptures say, “I was glad when they said unto me, let us go unto the House of the Lord. Church for many has simply become more stress added to an already stressful life. It’s another “Do List”, with all kinds of programs you’re expected to fulfill if you are a good Christian. But what we need is true fellowship with family. We need to ‘feel at home’. A safe place we can find opportunity to share our deepest feelings and thoughts. A place to be excited about our walk with God. A place to relax and enjoy. There must be true communion, or Church is failing to be Church, because Church is failing to be family… God’s family.”

“In a world rushing faster and faster every day, in this Fellowship, we choose to promote the beauty of slow, a way of peace, the growing of an inner garden in you.” And with that, Yinney smiled and opened the floor for conversation.

Jo-Jo was the first, “Your words are like cool water in a parched earth. You do not know what it is like to be a bird. You have always been a sloth. But ‘slow’ does not come easy for me. We birds have fast metabolisms. We eat constantly and burn food quickly. Our hearts race. Our movements are sudden and quick. But your words help me find balance. Your words quinch a thirst in my soul. I know there is a proper speed for me in which I too can walk as one with my Lord, in a garden, not this jungle we are surrounded by.”

“Here, here!” Lu-Lu and Me-Me both agreed with everything Jo-Jo said. Time was forgotten as the small group relaxed in the 7th Day Tree, shared some drinks and snacks, and talked about the goodness of God well into the afternoon. Anyone could come and go as they pleased. Me-Me was first to leave saying she had a family thing. But the fellowship continued no matter where they were. One in Spirit, one in God.

Lurking down below, Jag stared at the small group above. Of course, the macaws meant little to him, but he wondered when that sloth moved in? And when he would poo? His belly gnawed while he watched from a dark spot. Making note of the sloth and his tree, hunger finally moved him on. Something was going to die today, because his desire would be satisfied no matter what.

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“Yinney” – Chapter 14

maxresdefault How quickly the steady flow of the River Time adds up. It does not rush, and yet days soon become weeks and weeks become months, then they are years, and then you are old and looking back, asking yourself if you have done anything worth remembering? If you have been intentional in your living, and if you have pursued wisdom, then it is likely you have left a path for others to follow. Only the foolish know the sting of death, the regrets of a wasted life.

Yinney’s first week in his 7th Day Tree had passed. On the 7th day he made a dangerous trip to the ground to do his poo. His poo would fertilize his sacred tree. His tree would be as a pebble dropped in a pool of water, with ripples going forth to affect all those around him. His trip to poo had gone safely, and that was yesterday and now it was today.

Lu-Lu had returned for more teaching and Yinney was happy to do so. He was almost always available. He could teach at any time no matter what he was doing. If he was doing something, then that something became a part of the sharing and the teaching. But today he was free to simply teach, and Lu-Lu had brought her long-time friend, Me-Me!

Me-Me was another Macaw of the same type as Lu-Lu. But Me-Me was more laid-back, quiet, and reserved than her friend. They say opposites attract. Perhaps they counter balance. The Yin and Yang. Even as the Apostles Peter and John seemed to counter balance each other.

So after spending a little time getting to know Me-Me, Yinney had easily flowed into the beginning of his teaching, his favorite subject, the Beauty of Slow.

“When I speak of the ‘slow flow’,” he began, “I’m speaking of a soul at peace, at rest, content and fulfilled at the same time. This soul is still reaching for the next thing, and open for whatever may come, very adaptable, able to flow like water, a master soul who has learned to enjoy right where he is in his journey, while still filled with the vision of a destination. He has arrived while still arriving, and he has reached while still reaching.”

Lu-Lu looked at Me-Me and asked, “Do you have any idea what he is talking about?”

“Oh yes,” Me-Me acknowledged, “but I’ve never heard it described this way. It paints a beautiful picture in my heart.”

Lu-Lu stared at Me-Me as she said, “I knew you two would be perfect for each other. I’m taking notes, and maybe you can help me understand later? I wrote down that I should arrive without arriving. Sort of like I’m here but I’m not really here. So where am I? Does that sound right?”

Yinney sat smiling as usual, but Me-Me burst out in laughter. “I love you, Lu-Lu. We are best of friends, and you always find a way to make me laugh. We will enjoy some hot nectar from the flowers and discuss the beauty of what Yinney is saying.”

Yinney continued, “The peaceful river enjoys the journey. It is not ate up with desire for the destination, even though it is still progressing towards that worthy goal. A river with rapids is a dangerous place. Rapids are full of rocks ready to break your vessel and send you uncontrollably down stream, and fighting to keep your head above water. But the master soul, one who is trained in the ways of Spirit and faith, lives the peaceful way.”

“Those whom we would call of a predator nature struggle to find contentment. This is because they do not understand how it is possessed. Predators only know to hunt, to chase, to pursue, to pounce, to attack, overcome, defeat, make it their own by conquering. But such methods only push contentment farther away. It is not captured. It can never be captured. It can only be slowly embraced. The beauty of slow. Contentment is attained by way of the peaceful slow embrace, not a hungry hunt, chase, and pounce. This is why the predator ways will never be a part of this Fellowship, and we must learn to truly love life, and do no harm.”

Yinney watched the two friends finishing up their notes, and then he noticed Me-Me seemed to be pondering something. Finally she slowly raised the tip of her rich blue wing asking to speak.

“Go ahead, Me-Me,” Yinney said.

“Well, I was just thinking, and could we come up with a name for this Fellowship? I think it would be great fun to have a name that befits our purpose,” then she lowered her wing and waited Yinney’s answer.

“I would love that,” he said. “You two work on it and let me know what you come up with.”

Not much later Lu-Lu and Me-Me flew away with great excitement over their new project of coming up with a Fellowship name, and Yinney took a nap.

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“Yinney” – Chapter 13

Bradypus.jpg Yinney believed in the supernatural. Yes, most sloths did, and that was why they never rushed, but practiced the “Beauty of Slow”. It was all about faith and the supernatural. As he pondered the ancient texts he was so familiar with, and thought about the great task before him, to be a place of refuge in a time of storm, he knew he had to intentionally slow down. Be still my soul, and know your God, he ordered himself.

How many are the works of God, he asked himself, that are built upon the strategies and rushing of man-made ways, rather than the prayers and peace of God’s people? It is always the greatest temptation to leave the beauty of slow and rush into the building of an empire. We love to impress people, Yinney thought. He pondered the scripture again…

“Unless the Lord builds the house, the work of the builders is wasted. Unless the Lord protects a city, guarding it with sentries will do no good. It is useless for you to work so hard from early morning until late at night, anxiously working for food to eat, for God gives rest to his loved ones.” Psalms 127: 1-2

These were some of the favorite scriptures of his people. The sloth family understood this faith and rest God spoke of in his holy texts. The Hebrews claimed they had an encounter with God. Over many years, writings inspired by God, written through these Hebrew people, claimed to be the word of God, and the way of God. Yinney believed it. The book was supernatural, and it spoke of a way in which there is an easy yoke and light burden. But the hunger and drive of fleshly ways is drawn to the hard yoke and heavy burden, like a moth to flame.

He already purposed in his heart that his Tree of Refuge, his 7th Day Tree, would come about by the work of God, not his own, therefore it was not up to him to force anything, but if the calling be true, if the vision be true, then through prayer, faith, worship, and supernatural ways, God would build it as he saw fit. Yinney would simply rest in God. And in that rest he would fulfill his calling as naturally as a flower blooming, one day at a time.

Yinney would not enter predator ways. The hungers of flesh is the predator way. How many works claiming the name of God are actually built upon predator ways? The hunt, the pride, the conquering, the forcing of ways as if to create a kingdom of  lifeless subjects, rather than a living family. Yinney understood family. You don’t eat your family. True fellowship requires a place of family. Judas was a predator sitting at the Lord’s table that night, and Jesus pointed him out. Then he went out and did what predators do.

The Hebrew scriptures reveal the supernatural enemy of our eternal soul walks about as a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour! Predator! And predator ways! It ought not be so in the House of God. It would not be so in this fellowship.

“Yes,” Yinney reminded himself. “It was the ways of a dove and a lamb that gave that lion his greatest defeat. Do no harm. Love your neighbor as yourself. Love God with all your heart. I will be the sloth who simply loves his God, and watches God go before him.” Suddenly Yinney desired to worship. It bubbled up in his soul like a mighty river!

“Bless the Lord, oh my soul!” he began singing. “And all that is within me, bless his holy name! Bless the Lord oh my soul, and forget none of his benefits! Who forgives all my sins! Who heals all my diseases! Who redeems my life from destruction, and crowns me with loving kindness and tender mercies! Who fills my mouth with good things, so that my youth is renewed like the eagle!”

Yinney sang this song and worshiped his Creator from his 7th Day Tree, and he knew God’s rest. As of this moment only Lu-Lu was a part of the Fellowship he was called to oversee. But Lu-Lu was a bit of a force of nature. Such was her natural gifting from God. There was no doubt in his mind that Lu-Lu was the best promoter of the Fellowship he could have.

“Jesus, your ways are so beyond our understanding,” Yinney began praying. “How many times did you heal someone and then tell them to tell no one who did this for you? And yet the Father grew your ministry just as it was supposed to grow. But what has man done today? We have copied the ways of the world and brought shame on your name. Please forgive us Lord, and send a refreshing of your Holy Spirit, that we might truly live again. Breathe upon this army of dead bones, that we might know your supernatural ways again.” The prayer was simple and sincere.

And so he prayed. He flowed in and out of word, worship, and prayer as the Spirit moved him. Like an eagle soaring on unseen currents of air, all morning was spent this way, and he loved the simplicity of it. There were no man-made programs to bow to, only God.

As slow as Yinney was, he planned to travel his community like he had read of preachers long ago. He was not a fan of large groups, but loved the intimacy of smaller groups, and one-on-one teaching. God was calling a family, not a congregation. Something gets lost in congregation. His ministry would orbit his 7th Day Tree like the earth orbiting the sun, after all, if Yinney needs to poo once every seven days, and he must poo here, then how far can a “sloth” get before he must begin his return trip?

But all along the way he would have “The Fellowship”. One might ask, when did Jesus have Church? The answer is “all the time”. And where did Jesus have Church? The answer is everywhere he went. So simple. Where two or three are gathered in my name. How does man manage to complicate the simplicity of Christ?

A great peace filled his soul as he slowly climbed higher into his 7th Day Tree so he could look outward. Lu-Lu said the smoke of man could be seen wherever he is. Yinney knew he would see that smoke one day, probably in about three years. But for now, as he climbed his sacred tree, the main thought in his soul and heart were the words: “Let there be light!”

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Peace we have, and peace we teach.

The continuing story of “Yinney the Sloth who needed to Poo”, is the property of Don Allen; alias: Grandpa White Feather, a Story Teller.

The Formula – Part 3

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God Task + Inner Circle + Prayer + Simplicity = God Balance

“You have been believers so long now that you ought to be teaching others.” (Heb. 5:12a) Apostle Paul.

There are many ways of teaching.

It’s been a very busy week at “White Feather Neighborhood”! We have a new look! I’m afraid the color “white” was just too difficult to keep clean. Try as I did, it simply wasn’t working. And that is a message for our need of Christ! He is coming back for a people who’s garments are without spot or blemish in a very dirty world! What a challenging thought! Good luck trying to accomplish that on your own! Only the grace of God in response to the blood of his Son is going to keep us clean unto that day! Make sure we do not take that for granted! Appreciate!!! Lift up your praise and thanksgiving unto Him, or you’re nothing more than a spiritually spoiled brat! (Nuff said, I hope.)

But today’s message is about the second part of our formula, our “Inner Circle”. As you can see, my “God Task” kept me pretty busy and on track this week, as it normally does. Painting that whole Teepee is no small job. But in the midst of all that, what about people? That building is not a person. It has no soul. It has no eternity, but will burn up or rot away one day. Jesus is all about people! So if my God Task does not also include influencing people towards the Kingdom of God, then it is probably not a true God Task. It’s a me, mine, and I task.

Paul said we ought to reach a point of teaching others. Jesus gave the Great Commission of making “disciples” in all nations. None of us are excluded from these expectations, and it is part of God’s great design for keeping us on track! We all need to examine our personal Inner Circle, and I’m not talking about your circle of friends who “influence you”, I’m talking about those “YOU INFLUENCE”.

To narrow it down even further, only those you influence towards Christ! You may have those you are a bad influence on, and you may be pushing them away from Christ, not towards. If so, you need to correct this immediately! Blood on your hands! Do you believe?

So…take a little time here. Make some list of your Inner Circles. Jesus had his 70, his 12, and even his 3. He plainly set the example. This is what Jesus DID. Your numbers may be different. That part doesn’t matter. But as you examine your personal Inner Circles, isolate the ones you are actually influencing into the Kingdom of God. We teach in many ways, but whatever your method is, it should be very plain you are a disciple of Christ, and you disciple others in Christ. This is what Jesus calls “Church”! It’s not about a building. It’s about us walking in unity with our Lord. If you’re not discipling in some form, you’re not having Church according to the way Jesus DID.

I hope to say more on this before we move to the next part of the Formula. But for now, in order for this Formula to work, you must take time to meditate, study, examine your performance in this area. We are all called to minister in some way to some one, and probably several someones. Who are those you can honestly say before God, I am a teacher unto them. I am a disciple who disciples.

Once you realize the magnitude of being a spiritual father or mother to someone, you will also realize the godly balance it will influence in your own living. So work on those lists! This is not a short article. It includes an assignment. I’m keeping the words short so you will hopefully do the assignment. The devil will try to keep you from it. Don’t let him win. It’s not just about YOU. The souls of others hang in the balance. Think about the people who are attached to the names you write down. I do hope there are at least a few names, but if not, then your life is definitely out of balance and mostly about YOU. YOU can change that! Let the only blood on your hands that day be the blood of Jesus! Selah.

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Jesus- Master Carpenter

“Is not this the carpenter, the son of Mary…” (Mark 6:3)

God the Father could have chosen for Jesus to be born into a family of whatever trade he desired. He could have been a blacksmith and learn to work with fire and shape steel. He could have been a doctor, or merchant, or politician. All the possibilities that existed at that time, but he was born into the family of a carpenter, a man working with wood. So Jesus learned carpentry, and I’m sure he was a good student. I’m sure he became a Master Carpenter.

One thing about carpenters is they understand how important it is for something to be “level” and “square”. In this blog site I have spoke often of the church “short-forming” things. Cutting things short. Cutting things they ought not to have cut to begin with. We’ve talked about getting back to the early church fathers so we can get back to what Jesus actually DID, and what Jesus actually BUILT. Here is a real life story of what happened to me just this last week.

My dad is 86 years old and he decided the farm barn needed a new door. Not a small door, but the big roll away door that hangs on rollers. I offered to help build it, but he said no. All he needed me to do was help hang it. He wanted to build it.

A few days later I get a call and he is at his wits end because the door is not going together right, and he doesn’t know why? He’s wore himself out trying to figure it out. I told him I’d be out tomorrow. He said he would be gone all morning and half the afternoon before he would be home. I did not say this, but I thought to myself, “GOOD!” Because my dad likes to take over on things, and it’s his farm, his barn, and his door! So I knew what would happen. How could I tell him what to do with his door? He wanted my help because he was wore out, but tomorrow he would be ready to take over again. So me having a chance to figure out the problem while he was gone, was PERFECT!

When I got there I found the partially built door laying on the cement floor. There was a long 2×6 board running across the top and one across the bottom. He had tongue and groove planks to be interlocked and nailed to the two long boards. He had one plank nailed to one end of the long boards. This is where the door would start. Then he also nailed one at the other end. This left a big space of no planks between the planks, and my first thought was: “Is the door square?” So I took my tape measure and did the “X” thing from corner to corner and it was not. Got to fix that first.

So I knocked the door around a little, trying to square it up, but no matter what I did, it refused! What am I doing wrong? What is wrong with this door? I was beginning to see what my dad meant. I took the end plank loose and played with the boards some more. Still no luck! Forty minutes went by and I began to fear my dad would get home before I figured this out, and then I wouldn’t be able to think because of his constant talking. It was a real fear! So I prayed under my breath.

The door simply had to be square or it would never be a proper door. It would be nothing but trouble! But what is the problem? Finally…in desperation, I saw dad had cut the two long boards to a certain length. I assumed he cut them so they would properly fit the door opening. I saw the two end pieces he had cut off the boards. Picking them up, I compared their sizes. They should be the same size. But they were not! There was almost 6 inches difference! One board was 6 inches shorter than the other! This wall would never square in the normal way with two different size boards! And then I found out later, that he should not have cut them at all! They were already the right size! So I had to splice the cut off pieces back on!

This difference of 6 inches was very hard to see with the naked eye. Because of the way the wall was laid out, and two planks nailed on, the 6 inches just didn’t stand out. But when I compared the two cut off sections, I knew the boards had to be different. Once I discovered the real problem, then I was able to square the wall a different way, and we were soon on the way to building a proper door. I had it three-fourths done when he got home, and he could not believe I had it almost fixed and finished.

20180904_171847 When Jesus laid the foundation for his church, I’m sure everything was exactly square and level. The Master Carpenter set it right, but since that time men have built upon that foundation walls not level and not square. They cut short things they ought not to have. And what they have built will never square! I had to undo almost everything my dad did, before I was able to fix the problem he had created! But had my dad not been away, for me to have a chance, I don’t know if it ever would have been made right.

Over my many years of being involved in church, I’ve had the chance to offer direction many times, but since I was not the Pastor, my insight never seemed to be accepted, and we ended up down roads I eventually walked away from. And this is why I finally realized I needed to start something that fit the vision in me, and see what God would do?

How we build on what the Master Carpenter laid the foundation for is of utmost importance! As the leader of a flock, it must be taken with extreme seriousness!

“…But whoever is building on this foundation must be very careful. For no one can lay any foundation other than the one we already have — Jesus Christ. Anyone who builds on that foundation may use a variety of materials — gold, silver, jewels, wood, hay, or straw. But on the judgement day, fire will reveal what kind of work each builder has done. The fire will show if a person’s work has any value.” (I Cor. 3:10-13)

It goes on to say much more, and I advise reading it all. We have done much at this blog site to expose how far our Modern American Church (MAC) has drifted from the original four-square pattern the Master Carpenter created. Many people seem to think it is no big deal. Believe me, if it were YOUR house, level and square would be a really BIG DEAL! But it’s time for this site to teach of other factors involved in our “unsquare” modern teachings. What is simplicity? What is serenity? Would you describe your life as simple and serene? Why is it we seem to be stuck in the fast lane of life while God flows in the slow?

These are factors also affected by our modern way of living, a way not square and not level with what Jesus taught. The unsquare and unlevel modern church says you are successful and full of the wisdom of God, and yet you have become slave to many things, and Jesus taught a different way. These modern builders are building houses of cards that will not stand the test of God’s fire. Jesus is still the Master Carpenter. Lets get back to what Jesus DID. What would Jesus do (WWJD), and what Jesus DID should be in HARMONY.

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Signed: Grandpa White Feather.

“McDonalds or Texas Roadhouse?”

“What does it all mean?” Part 3 

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God has given me such a picture of how it all comes together, and my place in that picture. At first I certainly was not sure. There was no need to have another church sitting on another street corner that was just another version of what basically everybody else was already doing. That was the way I felt. And yet, I could not seem to find a church that fit the hunger in my belly.

So God has given me analogies of a spiritual civil war, and perhaps a 2nd Reformation, but to get even more detailed and more specific, he spoke to me just this morning of Restaurants. Different churches are like different restaurants. Some places are McDonalds and White Castles. Some are greasy spoons and Truck Stops. Some are Chinese or Mexican, or perhaps Italian. There’s Taco Bell and Subway. There’s also Texas Roadhouse and fine steak places. There are meals as fancy as you want to get if you’re willing to pay for them. But what is your church? Have you even thought about it?

All have something to offer. All will put food in your belly. And all will have different effects on your body and future health. Your physical future. Are you sure about what your church is serving? They all will put food in your belly, but is it making you strong, or on your way to a heart attack and expensive hospital bill? Do they have a vision truly inspiring, filling you with joy, peace, and passion? Do you feel alive? Or more like a robot, a zombie, going through motions as if alive, but not really. Just another rat-race, not a family.

So I asked God how to describe FWP, (Fellowship of the White Path), in terms of a restaurant of spiritual food. First of all, it was very plain we are not a McDonalds on every corner. We’re more like a family owned, one of a kind in the town, unique place that when suddenly discovered, some decide to make a regular part of their life. We are a piece of variety in the body of Christ. Presently, most people don’t know we exist, but word of mouth is slowly spreading. To be honest, I have not really worked that hard on evangelizing yet, as I have been busy perfecting our particular specials. I’ve had a lot of facts and details needing discovered and simplified. Those then become our special ingredients we mix into the menu we offer for your dining experience.

In some ways, with our emphasis on fellowship and family, we’re almost like a spiritual Tavern. For many lost people, a tavern has become their fellowship and family, their church. They don’t want the formality of church, but they connect and socialize at a local tavern. Every week they get with their buddies and see how life is treating them. Perhaps share sad stories, or unexpected victories, but they become a sort of family. A family of darkness, not drawn to God’s light, but it is the closest thing to church for them. Perhaps FWP is comparable to a Tavern of Light.

But all churches are to be a place for spiritual food and fellowship centered on God as our Father, Jesus as our Savior, and the Holy Spirit as our Teacher. God has spread an incredible TABLE before us, but every restaurant seems to have their own particular “menu”. Or specials.  Cracker Barrel have their specials, and usually a different one for every day of the week. How would you describe yours? What are the “specials” on the menu of your church? For example, King theology or Priest/Servant? There are many possibilities.

Here’s how I would describe some of the “specials” on the menu of FWP. First of all we have our “Missing Years Special”, because here is where it all started for me. Here is where I found the answers inspiring me to create another spiritual restaurant because there was a hunger for such a menu. By this I mean, what happened in those approximately 250 years before the Catholic church grew stronger and stronger? What happened with the men the Apostles directly discipled and established as Bishops of the early churches? How did that early Apostolic church somehow become Catholic? And why are our modern churches so silent on all this?

As we were developing our “Missing Years Menu”, I discovered an early church split concerning “The Lord’s Supper/ Passover Meal”! I learned that the Rome Bishop wanted to change from what the Apostles had instructed to continue! So now I had to develop a “Lord’s Supper/ Passover Special” on our menu, dealing directly with that. People are very hungry for both these specials. These particular meals were very hard to come up with before the Internet made the secret ingredients so readily available.

After taking a closer look at the description of the early church in the Book of Acts, and also Paul’s description in First Corinthians 11, I realized that “Fellowship”, “Meals”, and “The Lord’s Supper” was very high on God’s list for his church!   So…of course we had to put a heavy emphasis on our “Fellowship Special”! Which is one reason we do not even refer to our “Fellowship” as a church, but a “Fellowship”. “Fellowship of the White Path”. Jesus walked the Red Path of his blood, so we could walk the White Path of his fellowship.

For the early church, the Lord’s Supper was also known as “The Welcoming Table”, and this week I am about to try a new special, for the very first time at our Fellowship, of “The Lord’s Welcoming Table” in someone’s home whom we have just begun to disciple. I really believe this special will have a powerful effect that few have considered. I hope it becomes a regular meal on our menu.

We also have our “2nd Reformation Special” where we consider if the church really went back to precatholic ways in the 1st Reformation, or have we simply slipped from those ways in our modern days? Are we in the beginning of a 2nd Reformation? And what does it look like? It looks like a TABLE. Is this TABLE taking us back to homes?

And one more special. What I call our “First Corinthians 11 and Angels Special”, because somehow this one chapter actually sums up where God started and ended with me, concerning the journey we made. Somehow this one chapter literally highlights the two main points God showed me, without any other points involved. It is literally my journey in a capsule form, but that chapter taken by itself could scare you away, if not having the other specials on the menu with it. So…wow…don’t eat this plate alone!

Now of course there is much more on our menu besides these specials, like Ezekiel Chapter 8! But only by eating a few meals at our TABLE could you come to know the total affect of our spiritual FOOD and FELLOWSHIP. We do have a building, sort of, still under construction but usable, and of all things it is a “Tipi”! LOL. Which is a picture of beams, long legs all leaning together at a single point, Christ Jesus, and all made stronger because we come together in fellowship in HIM.

So from our Tipi building and spiritual retreat, our School in the Wilderness, our unique specials, the fact we are not a chain restaurant, but currently very small, unknown, and unique, we are definitely not found on every corner of your town. I would love to be in as many homes a possible, as the Good Lord would decide, but this is us, another place of unique fellowship and food in Christ, which God’s body has to offer.

Whether you choose to eat with us at this blog site, or if we ever sit at a real table together, FWP is open for fine spiritual food dining intended to make you all you can be in Christ. We hope to fulfill a hunger that is perhaps being overlooked in our modern day. I hope you find our food to your taste, and in the mean time we will keep cooking and spreading a table for those who do. This has been brought to you by “Fellowship of the White Path”. I am but a simple teacher who calls himself Grandpa White Feather, maybe because I just felt led of God to do so. Reach for God’s Sword, and make a difference where you live.

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