In some circles, the fear of God's Name is so strong, they either don't dare say it, or if they're writing about Him, they won't even include all the letters. For instance, they will write G-d for God.
I have taken to watching a fair amount of youtube videos of preachers, musicians, speakers, etc., and there's an oddity that I have noticed lately. Either some of these people are simply speaking too quickly or they actually have a problem saying the Name of Jesus. Not to marginalize or simplify an awesome and complex Name, but His Name is pretty simple. It's "Jesus." Two syllables. Je. Sus. Jesus. I don't have to leave out a letter. In fact, He likes for me to say His Name when I'm talking to Him or telling someone else about Him. I like to say His Name, too, which is pretty funny when you consider the fact that when I finally accepted the ongoing invitation from Joyce and went to this ladies Bible study back in the 80s, I thought it odd that these women were all sitting around talking about Jesus like they knew Him or something. Like He was their...I don't know...friend! You see, I wasn't accustomed to hearing His Name often outside of my regular attendance at Sunday School and church. You just didn't say His Name in everyday speech.
Well, that was the day that I got saved. I'm not saying that I came to know Him all at once that day, but I was introduced to Him and realized that I was not right with God and that if I let Jesus into my life and let Him dispose of all my sins, this would make me right with God. I knew I wasn't right with Him and if this is what it would take to fix that, then I was going to do this thing. The study said that everyone is born a sinner and that sin separates us from God but that Jesus died to take away our sins if we would just accept that. Well, I did. Not to trivialize this most important decision I ever made, but for me it was like a business transaction. In business, you take facts and act on them accordingly. The facts were:
I was a sinner.
I was separated from God.
Jesus died to take away my sins.
Accepting that fact would make me right with God.
I wanted to be right with God.
The result was:
That day, I accepted that Jesus is my Savior from sin.
A bonus fact is that Jesus came back to life soon after He was buried and promised to come back for all of us Christians at a later date. It won't be long, considering the things He said would happen not long before His return are happening. Matthew 24 and other scriptures back this up.
It didn't take long for me to realize why these ladies were so free to say the Name of Jesus. They did know Him. He was their friend. After that first day, He was mine, too. It was easy to say His Name in the loving way that I had learned because I had also learned that He loves me unconditionally. Unconditionally. Are you grasping that?
So why is it so hard for some of these preachers and other people I'm listening to on youtube to say His Name correctly? I think there is a problem. Not sure what it is but I think there is a problem.
You're wondering why I think they're not saying His Name right, aren't you? Well, they all seem to not particularly like that middle "s" in His Name. Instead of saying "Jesus," they're saying "Je us." Je. Us. Je us. It's really odd.
Who does it? At times David Platt, for one. Francis Chan is another. And also this musician I listened to this morning...I think his name is David Keefe...who had a video that was about 15 minutes long and he was complaining about Christian music being so boring. He said that it all has the same beat and is not creative. I guess if he heard a hymn he'd just keel over on the spot. Here is the video. I didn't particularly like it. He had a problem saying "Jesus." https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AE4_dHW0nWk
Here's one featuring Todd Friel of "Wretched Radio" when he was preaching to a public crowd. The woman in the video argued that he was being unkind in trying to get people to get saved. Right at the end she says, "Je us."
And how about unsaved people? How about this little girl? What hate has she been taught and by whom? www.youtube.com/watch?v=OVs7BhCOIKs
What do you think? Is it hard for you to say His Name? Not me. I like telling others about Him. Would you like to talk with me about Him?
Monday, March 19, 2018
Thursday, March 1, 2018
DO IT ANYWAY
As you may know, I read or listen or read and listen through the Bible every year and have done that for about 20 years or so. It's an amazing thing to do. Yesterday this was part of my reading:
Mark 6:1-6 - Jesus went out from there and *came into [a]His hometown; and His disciples *followed Him. 2 When the Sabbath came, He began to teach in the synagogue; and the many listeners were astonished, saying, “Where did this man get these things, and what is this wisdom given to Him, and such [b]miracles as these performed by His hands? 3 Is not this the carpenter, the son of Mary, and brother of [c]James and Joses and Judas and Simon? Are not His sisters here with us?” And they took offense at Him. 4 Jesus said to them, “A prophet is not without honor except in [d]his hometown and among his own relatives and in his own household.” 5 And He could do no [e]miracle there except that He laid His hands on a few sick people and healed them. 6 And He wondered at their unbelief.
And He was going around the villages teaching.
Well, Jesus wasn't in the business of impressing people. He made that abundantly clear all through the New Testament. His life was dedicated to serving God and doing whatever it was He told Him to do, even to dying on a cross for my sorry self. He would have done that even if I had been the only person on earth, and I really don't think that has ever sunk into my inward parts. (He did it for you, too. TRY and let that sink in.)
Yes, this is a simple message but profound. He had to do most of all that he did outside his hometown and away from his own people, even his own immediate family for a time. I think they finally got it, but it took them awhile. I'm certainly not comparing myself to Jesus, but I'm not sure I could have done some of the things I've done either if I had stayed in my hometown. They're good folks and it's a good place, but they know me. They knew me most of my life until I left there in my mid-20s, still a sinner. So when I got saved about the age of thirty and started living for Him, some of them probably wouldn't have taken me or what I was doing seriously, and that can detract from the goal of getting something done for the Kingdom.
Do you know what strikes me most about this passage, though? The very last sentence: "And He was going around the villages teaching." He KNEW what He was supposed to be doing and it mattered not that no one else believed that He was supposed to be doing that. He did it anyway...because He knew it was what God was calling Him to do. He and God had that kind of close relationship.
And wouldn't you know it? Here is how God works. I have this little thing that I call a flippy chart thing because I'm not sure what it's called. It's a wooden pedestal about 8" tall that has a bunch of cards with sayings and Bible verses on them. You flip one over every day and read it and it starts your day off with something to think about. I've had it for about 40 years. My niece gave it to me when we were both young sprouts. I'm just six years older than she is, so yes we were young together. Some of the sayings are just stupid and I have crossed them out so that I'll know to flip to the next one and not camp out on the stupid ones, such as, "A coincidence is a small miracle where God chose to remain anonymous." Sigh.
Well, guess what today's says. "How men treat us will make little difference when we know we have God's approval." Don't you just love how God operates sometimes?
Monday, January 22, 2018
American Influence
My post today is very simple. Well, the post itself isn't simple, but my actions to post it are simple: I'm taking it from the internet. Seems to be the thing, doesn't it?
During my daily activities, I listen to and watch lots of youtube videos of preachers, speakers, musicians, etc. I heard one today by Ravi Zacharias. It's only 3:07 long, but it is full of truth.
This video was accessed today, January 22, 2018.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTXD9lsNG5E
During my daily activities, I listen to and watch lots of youtube videos of preachers, speakers, musicians, etc. I heard one today by Ravi Zacharias. It's only 3:07 long, but it is full of truth.
This video was accessed today, January 22, 2018.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTXD9lsNG5E
Sunday, December 31, 2017
Happy Year's End
Another year is coming to a close in a couple of hours or so and again it's hard to believe. The year has fairly flown by. Seems I just got used to saying "2017" when another year is attempting to introduce itself to me. This year has been a bit trying but still I look around and see that we have had it better than many and for that we are grateful.
Although atrial fibrillation has plagued me off and on since 2014 and began a non-stop attack at year's end last year, running into the new year this year and after a failed attempt at an ablation I finally had a pacemaker installed on Groundhog's Day, totally missing General Lee's AND Punxsutawney Phil's predictions, and hubby and I both had the flu in March and I had a complete hysterectomy in June, which required weeks of mandatory recovery period and missing our yearly beach visit, and hubby had a GI bleed after a colonoscopy and ended up back in the hospital for a repair, we still count ourselves among the very blessed in the world and indeed in this nation. A nation which has shown out for the TV cameras pretty much all year, and not in a good way. A nation which should also have considered itself among the most blessed in the world because it is.
I have to say that although it has been a good year for us compared to the trouble so many people have suffered, and I'm grateful for the good year that we had, I'm still somehow glad to see it come to a close. I am petitioning the Lord for a healthier coming year for hubby and me and asking Him for good health for our family and safety for us all. I ask Him to guide us into witnessing to those around us the goodness of Jesus Christ and the salvation that can only come through Him. There are many who do not believe this, and some that never will, but I hope and pray that we can witness to some who will believe.
To you and yours, I wish a safe, healthy, prosperous 2018, and that you will trust Jesus Christ with your life in every way, that He will bless you in every area of your life because you trust Him with it.
God bless you.
Although atrial fibrillation has plagued me off and on since 2014 and began a non-stop attack at year's end last year, running into the new year this year and after a failed attempt at an ablation I finally had a pacemaker installed on Groundhog's Day, totally missing General Lee's AND Punxsutawney Phil's predictions, and hubby and I both had the flu in March and I had a complete hysterectomy in June, which required weeks of mandatory recovery period and missing our yearly beach visit, and hubby had a GI bleed after a colonoscopy and ended up back in the hospital for a repair, we still count ourselves among the very blessed in the world and indeed in this nation. A nation which has shown out for the TV cameras pretty much all year, and not in a good way. A nation which should also have considered itself among the most blessed in the world because it is.
I have to say that although it has been a good year for us compared to the trouble so many people have suffered, and I'm grateful for the good year that we had, I'm still somehow glad to see it come to a close. I am petitioning the Lord for a healthier coming year for hubby and me and asking Him for good health for our family and safety for us all. I ask Him to guide us into witnessing to those around us the goodness of Jesus Christ and the salvation that can only come through Him. There are many who do not believe this, and some that never will, but I hope and pray that we can witness to some who will believe.
To you and yours, I wish a safe, healthy, prosperous 2018, and that you will trust Jesus Christ with your life in every way, that He will bless you in every area of your life because you trust Him with it.
God bless you.
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
THE SINNER'S PRAYER UNDER ATTACK
There are those now who are trying to make a case against
The Sinner’s Prayer. The argument is
that it is superstitious and unbiblical, or so goes David Platt’s
conclusion. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JPhEEzjU8xQ
(accessed on November 21, 2017) He says
it is nowhere in the scriptures. To that
I say, neither is abortion or the rapture, but conclusions can be made from
other scriptures about God’s instruction on those subjects.
To address what the Bible says about salvation and how
someone may have come up with The Sinner’s Prayer (I have no idea who came up
with it or how, but Biblically it appears to be okay to me) let’s go straight
to the Bible. No better place to start…or
end, for that matter.
The argument some people make is that what the Bible
actually says is that we should orally confess that Jesus is Lord and believe
in our hearts that God raised Him from the dead. The basis for that is Romans 10:9, which actually says:
that if you confess with your
mouth Jesus as Lord and believe in your heart God raised Him from the dead, you
will be saved. That is absolutely
true. However, are we not taught that we
should compare scripture with scripture?
Is that ALL the Bible says about salvation, or is there more?
Can we also offer these scriptures? (From the New American Standard Bible, NASB)
John 1:12 – But as
many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God even
to those who believe in His Name…
There is no mention of confessing with your mouth or believing that God
raised Him from the dead here. Neither
is there mention of receiving Him and believing in His Name in Romans 10:9. So we must believe in His Name and receive Him.
John 3:16 – For God
so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son that whoever believes in
Him shall not perish but have eternal life.
There is nothing from Romans 10:9 here. "Believe" is mentioned in both but with different meanings. In Romans 10:9 it is that we are to believe
that God raised Jesus from the dead. In
John 3:16 it is that we are to believe in Jesus. Two distinctly different ideas. So we must believe in Him.
Romans 6:23 – For the
wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus
our Lord. Again, there is no mention
of confessing with your mouth or believing that God raised Him from the dead
here. Neither is there mention of John
3:16’s message of believing in Christ. So we must believe salvation is free to us but we must accept this gift.
Ephesians 2:8-9 - For by grace you have been saved through
faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not as a result of
works so that no one may boast. Again, there is no mention of confessing
with your mouth or believing that God raised Him from the dead here. So we're saved through faith and accept His free gift.
Ephesians 3:17 – …so that
Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith…
None of the previous scriptures contribute to this one’s
message except Ephesians 2, which says you’re saved through faith. If you don’t accept Christ into your heart,
how is Ephesians 3:17 going to happen? If you're a Christian, not only has He come into your heart, He is DWELLING there! No one DWELLS at your house unless you invite
them. Just like there are probably not
squatters in your house (I hope!) there aren’t squatters in your heart. If someone is in your heart, you’ve allowed
it. You’ve invited them in. So by faith we must invite Christ to dwell in our hearts. He does not force His way in.
It appears to me that God offers us a free gift: salvation through Jesus Christ. It also appears that we must take ALL the scriptures on salvation (and surely I have not listed them all here) and compare them, put them together, and tell the whole story. Let me ask you this: if I stand in front of you holding a wrapped
gift and tell you that it’s yours, don’t you have to accept it? Don’t you have to walk up to me and take it
from my hand? I guess I could put it on
the ground in front of you and walk away, but you still have to pick it
up. You still have to accept it. Accepting the free gift of Jesus Christ as
our salvation is VERY Biblical, in my humble opinion. The gift is there. If you never accept it, do you really have
it?
God is not going to force Himself into your heart. If Ephesians 3:17 is true...and it is...it’s up
to you to invite Jesus Christ into your heart.
Have you done that?
Or have you left His beautifully wrapped gift lying on the ground and
walked away?
Thursday, October 5, 2017
UP ALL THE TIME
I saw this posted on Facebook this morning. In my opinion this is one of the most
misleading and, yes, even foolish quotes I’ve ever heard. The person who posted it is a friend of mine
and I love her, but I think she didn’t really get the full impact. Again in my opinion, this is just another
example of how easily we Christians are deceived. I know a lot of the people who hit the “like”
button and I just simply believe they took the post at face value, maybe just skimmed through it and it sounded good, and didn’t really
concentrate on it. At first glance to
some, this seems like a great read. For
me it wasn’t.
"We shouldn't be so up and down. There
ought to be consistency. We should be the same all the time, because if we're
walking with Jesus, He's 'the same yesterday, today, and forever' (Hebrews
13:8). If we're up sometimes and down other times, it's because sometimes we're
trusting Jesus and other times we're walking in our own flesh. WE OUGHT TO BE
SUPERNATURALLY NATURAL. The same power that raised Christ from the dead is in
us at all times (Ephesians 1:19-20). It never fluctuates." ~ Andrew
Wommack "Living in God's Best"
Is there a Christian on earth that doesn’t on occasion walk
in the flesh? How about those of us who
go for that second piece of cake when we know we shouldn’t? How about those who give in to premarital or
extramarital sex? And, yes, that happens
to some Christians. They may not be very
strong Christians but they’re Christians nonetheless. All of us give in to temptation, which Jesus
never did. Mr. Wommack is asking me to
BE Jesus, not be LIKE Jesus. There’s a
great difference.
And speaking of Jesus, how about Him? He cried when he was at the tomb of Lazarus…and He knew He was going to raise him! Doesn’t sound like a very “up” moment. How about when He was in the Garden of
Gethsemane? That was not a very “up”
moment for Him. He was grieving. How can you grieve to the point of sweating drops of blood and be “up” at the same
time? If it was possible for anyone, it
would have been possible for Him, but it doesn't appear that way when you read this account in the Bible. Probably not an “up” moment for
Him.
And what about being “supernaturally natural?” It is not natural…or even human…for someone
to be “up” all the time. Even a Christian. I guarantee you
that if you know someone who is “up” every time you see them, they’re having a “down”
moment sometimes when they’re alone. One
of our emotions is sadness. Am I to believe
that there is a Christian who has never been sad?
Anyway, here is my response to her post. Oddly, one of the people who first made a
positive comment on the post hit the “like” button on my response. Maybe my response made her reread the post
and come to a different conclusion.
However, we are humans and this is just not
going to happen. A person going through something devastating (divorce,
sickness, etc.) is going to have a down moment or two although they know Jesus
hasn’t left them. Jesus also asked us to be perfect as He is perfect and holy
as He is Holy but we all know that’s not going to happen on this earth. I
appreciate the thought but it is a crushing burden for anyone to expect that of
me. And, really, if you know me you know I’m usually “up” but it’s just not
that way every moment of every day. I wish it were, but Jesus is always there
in those moments.
Thursday, August 17, 2017
GRAPE JUICE
Usually I come at you with something serious, something that disturbs me or even ticks me off. Today I want to be lighthearted. Maybe it's because the world seems to be going crazy from the ground up. To' up from the flo' up, as my friend likes to say. That's actually supposed to be "tore up from the floor up." Proper English would be "torn up from the floor up," but that doesn't rhyme and isn't nearly as funny. So here's the giggle story. It's okay to laugh at me about it. I did. Eventually.
Several years ago before our Winn-Dixie turned into a Harvey's, I was there doing a bit of shopping, and as I finished up and was leaving the checkout pushing my haul in the buggy (yes, in the South it's mostly a buggy but sometimes a cart) I slipped on something and landed on my back. You know, like in the cartoons. Exactly like that. I guess to some, like my daughter who has always had this uncontrollable tendency to laugh when someone takes a spill, this would be funny. Of course, people came running from all over as I lay there in my stupor. See, I was still trying to figure out how I got from a standing position, yea, even a healthy gait, to sprawled on my back on the cold, cold tile. I was standing, and then I was lying. I know it sounds like a page straight out of a Winnie-the-Pooh book, but there I was...gone from standing to lying in a nanosecond. That has to be a record. Someone check with Guinness while I finish the story.
It was a bit surreal, y'all. I paid for my items, started to push my buggy toward the exit, and all of a sudden I was laid out on my back looking around like a blooming idiot. I'm sure my mouth was gaping open and my eyes were big as saucers, as my mother used to say. Employees (Do they still call them that? Maybe it's associates. No, that's Walmart. Oh, well.) were bending over me and I started telling them, "I'm okay. No one's going to get sued." After they were sure I was steady on my feet (and no lawsuits were forthcoming) they left me alone and it occurred to me that it might be interesting to find out how I fell. You don't go from standing to lying in a billionth of a second for no reason. I went back to the checkout lane and there it was. The culprit. The antagonist. The villain. A smashed grape. A freshly smashed grape. I could tell because it had not become grotesquely smashed. It just looked like it had been smashed one really good time. (Not my grape. I didn't buy grapes that day.) Still...it was ugly. Wow. Well. Okay. Satisfied with my discovery, my groceries and I turned and headed for the exit...again...this time actually making it to the car and home.
There's something mildly satisfying about finding out why something happens. As far as all the craziness that's going on in the world right now, well, the end is near. That's not original with me. I'd like to claim it but I can't. That's from 2 Timothy 3:3-5 "But realize this, that in the last days difficult times will come. For men will be lovers of self, lovers of money, boastful, arrogant, revilers, disobedient to parents, ungrateful, unholy, unloving, irreconcilable, malicious gossips, without self-control, brutal, haters of good, treacherous, reckless, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, holding to a form of godliness, although they have denied its power..."
Oops. I threw something serious at you again, didn't I? Honestly, this really did start out to be simply a funny story on myself.
Several years ago before our Winn-Dixie turned into a Harvey's, I was there doing a bit of shopping, and as I finished up and was leaving the checkout pushing my haul in the buggy (yes, in the South it's mostly a buggy but sometimes a cart) I slipped on something and landed on my back. You know, like in the cartoons. Exactly like that. I guess to some, like my daughter who has always had this uncontrollable tendency to laugh when someone takes a spill, this would be funny. Of course, people came running from all over as I lay there in my stupor. See, I was still trying to figure out how I got from a standing position, yea, even a healthy gait, to sprawled on my back on the cold, cold tile. I was standing, and then I was lying. I know it sounds like a page straight out of a Winnie-the-Pooh book, but there I was...gone from standing to lying in a nanosecond. That has to be a record. Someone check with Guinness while I finish the story.
It was a bit surreal, y'all. I paid for my items, started to push my buggy toward the exit, and all of a sudden I was laid out on my back looking around like a blooming idiot. I'm sure my mouth was gaping open and my eyes were big as saucers, as my mother used to say. Employees (Do they still call them that? Maybe it's associates. No, that's Walmart. Oh, well.) were bending over me and I started telling them, "I'm okay. No one's going to get sued." After they were sure I was steady on my feet (and no lawsuits were forthcoming) they left me alone and it occurred to me that it might be interesting to find out how I fell. You don't go from standing to lying in a billionth of a second for no reason. I went back to the checkout lane and there it was. The culprit. The antagonist. The villain. A smashed grape. A freshly smashed grape. I could tell because it had not become grotesquely smashed. It just looked like it had been smashed one really good time. (Not my grape. I didn't buy grapes that day.) Still...it was ugly. Wow. Well. Okay. Satisfied with my discovery, my groceries and I turned and headed for the exit...again...this time actually making it to the car and home.
There's something mildly satisfying about finding out why something happens. As far as all the craziness that's going on in the world right now, well, the end is near. That's not original with me. I'd like to claim it but I can't. That's from 2 Timothy 3:3-5 "But realize this, that in the last days difficult times will come. For men will be lovers of self, lovers of money, boastful, arrogant, revilers, disobedient to parents, ungrateful, unholy, unloving, irreconcilable, malicious gossips, without self-control, brutal, haters of good, treacherous, reckless, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, holding to a form of godliness, although they have denied its power..."
Oops. I threw something serious at you again, didn't I? Honestly, this really did start out to be simply a funny story on myself.
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