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Ramblings about my life with God
This food sculptures are way out there. Enjoy!
Visit http://www.klausenrique.com/index.html to see more.
What’s your favorite food?
When I used to work the Technical Support lines at EarthLink Internet I occasionally got the consumer question of where I was located. I always answered the truth: “I live in Las Vegas.” That was always met by the usual response: “Oh Sin City!”
As I wondered about that possible pronoun, I wonder how many people realize the truth: Las Vegas may be named Sin City, and to a certain truth it is. We’ve got drugs, alcohol, strip bars, prostitutes, and many other things going on in my city. We’ve also got our fair share of violence…much of it bloody.
So why the name? Can the same thing not be said of other cities throughout the nation?
The question comes to mind as I watch TV episodes of COPS. While they feature Las Vegas on that show, they also feature places such as Houston, Texas, and even Miami, Florida. The one common theme I see throughout these cities are all similar to what goes on in Las Vegas.
It’s a sad reality that no matter where you live, and where you go, sin surrounds us. It’s in every cranny and nook of our nation. From the White House, down to the Highways and Byways. Some of it you see plain as day, and some you can’t see at all.
Some say that there is a major earthquake coming to Los Angeles (the City of Angels), San Francisco, and the rest of California. It will effectively wipe that state, as well as much of the West Coast from the map. They have been saying that since the last great earthquake, 6.7 on the Richter scale (1994). The one before it, on October 17, 1989 was a magnitude 7.1.
The Bible mentions earthquakes and pestilences that have either occurred, or are coming. It really depends on your point of view. Since the New Testament was written a very long time ago, said earthquakes and pestilences have already come to pass. We know from reading the history within the pages of the Bible that millions of people have perished due to the power of God acting on the world.
Sure, I see sin everywhere I look in Las Vegas. But I see a different kind of sin that no one else sees. That sin is called apathy. But it’s also called debauchery, fornication, idolatry, adultery, effeminate, abusers, thieves, coveters, drunkards, revilers, extortions.
If all this sounds familiar, it should, because it’s pretty much everywhere you go. And it’s not centralized in America either.
But always, where sin abounds, grace overflows. I’ve seen in my own life, and with my own eyes. So why not overflow in Las Vegas? Are we exempt? Is every sinner exempt from grace? I hope not! Because there are a lot of lost souls out there who need God in their lives. His love, His grace, and His forgiveness.
Ok, first of all, we all know no one is good, except God, right?
I have had the good fortune to meet some outstanding fine Christians since Iâ€™ve become one myself many years ago, and I have also had the bad fortune of meeting some rather not so outstanding Christians. Iâ€™ve been on both sides of that fence myself, so I can usually tell whoâ€™s who. Thatâ€™s part of the gift of discernment, which is one of the gifts that the Holy Spirit gives you. Iâ€™ve meant Christians within the same church I was attending at the time who were fire breathers, and Iâ€™ve meant those who extinguished fires. Iâ€™ve meant Christians who have inspired me, and Iâ€™ve meant Christians who have turned me off. Being a good Christian is more than just knowing the word of God, itâ€™s more than knowing the difference between right and wrong. This is because Christianity is based on community. Itâ€™s about putting the effort into your community. When you get up on stage in a play, you are an actor, playing a certain part. Have you ever realized while watching a movie that there are always two parts: Thereâ€™s the protagonist, and there is always the antagonist. One will never exist without the other.
Being good at the Christian life requires a unique level of dedication and pain tolerance. Anyone that has suffered loss as the direct result of their faith realizes this. This is totally different from what everyone else goes through. It means that when you are under pressure from the world you never crack, because you have a certain discipline and you are fighting the good fight. You should have sweat pouring out of every pore, and your muscles are tight. Youâ€™re unmovable. Youâ€™re unshakeable! If perhaps you do fall due to the enemyâ€™s charm, you are able to compose yourself enough to sit up, walk over and cheer on another member, because letâ€™s face it, youâ€™re truly not the only Christian out there.
That isnâ€™t always as easy as it sounds. It is much easier to lie on the floor and take in all that happened, sometimes thatâ€™s more than necessary. It means youâ€™ve suffered a devastating blow. But once youâ€™ve been knocked down, and analyzed what went wrong, you learn, you adapt. So when another blow comes, youâ€™re ready for it. Soon, the antagonist is throwing familiar blows, and you instinctively block them! Yes, being a good Christian is hard work. You got to get up thankful every morning that you have that morning. You got to get up and run the race with a great attitude. Certainly having a tough day at work, or argument with a loved one, or even facing a crisis of some sort (whether itâ€™s a fight or flight) is hard. Â However, such situations always have a short lifespanâ€¦ usually only seconds or minutes. However, when we walk in, or out of the door, we all need to remember why we are there. We didnâ€™t sign up for this deal because we wanted to be elite, to be strong, to be bold. We signed up because we were already called to be all those things. Christianity is never meant for the weak minded. You wouldnâ€™t sign up for a gym membership or even a marathon because youâ€™re weak and need to get in shape. No, you could get strong and get in shape on your own. You join the gym because you need to work in an environment with like minded people and to build relationships all while getting fit. The same thing goes for the Â Christian community. No matter what type of Christian you are, you need community. Ok, trueâ€¦you may not fit into the community at all. You may be on fire and find yourself in a community that is barely hanging on. But God sent you in there for a reason, and itâ€™s not to turn your back on your community. The Baptist didnâ€™t turn his back on his community. He cried out to them. Neither did he didnâ€™t cry out to the ones outside. But then again, no one wants their heads cut off. Â Itâ€™s not for our witness either. Being a good Christian isnâ€™t about going into a church and not liking whatâ€™s going on. We could blatantly see wolves dancing in the isle. But many Christians, when they see such, do a turn and burn. Brothers, this is why the church is in such a fallen state. This is why the prosperity doctrine seems to flourish, this is why deceptions like Azura Street happen, because Christians are afraid to stand up and speak out!,
Good Christians know this! They know they have to have a voice â€“ and use it! They know that in this horrid world where false religious practices, false religions, and false messiah rule that they need to step up their game unto a soap box and expose the lies, and reach out to those with willing ears, willing hearts, and willing minds. They are the ones with smiles on their face while in pain and out of breath, they are yelling the loudest during the run of their faith, they will go the extra mile to do good Â when they lose count and they will always be giving 100 percent effort to being a Good Christian. I love a Good Christian. They are the ones who we need to blame for keeping the gospel alive, effective and inspiring, every single day. We should all strive to be good Christians!
To love and honor God first and foremost!
It’s been a rough month. It seems I’m getting hit on all side financially.
Last month I received the yearly notice for my vehicle registration renewal, smog test required, registration terminated. Somebody did some checking and realized my Mother had passed away, so the vehicle was no longer registered. So at the same time that I was getting the yearly mandatory smog test down on a early cool March morning my brother was down at the DMV getting the vehicle registered…his name, his other address.
A few days after I received a notice that my vehicle registration had lapse because of unpaid insurance. So in the confusion I contacted my insurance agent. The way it went, as I understood it, they attempted to call me to inform me, but my phone number had been disconnected. Then they attempted to mail me, but my address had changed (funny, I haven’t moved!)
Somewhere along the lines, wires had been crossed.
Typically, it’s not a good thing when electrical wires get crossed. A short circuit, or even fire results. Signals never reach their purposed end.
What I’m learning through all of this really doesn’t seem to help me out of what apparently is a dire financial situation. I’m not too positive about it, but being on disability income that is straight out way below the poverty level, I’ve always known and fearedÂ that this would happen eventually. My mother’s wisdom was always “There will always be an emergency.” That, of course, was followed up by the words of the Lord who in His parable about the five talents said “For to every one who has will more be given, and he will have abundance; but from him who has not, even what he has will be takenÂ away”
Yeah, I’m being stripped. But what’s awesome is that there is still plenty of mercy and grace available to me. Mercy that I can still cry out…maybe to unhearing ears, maybe to His ears. Grace that I live to breathe at least oneÂ more day.
And this is just between God and me. That’s the wonderful thing about it. I can’t point my fingers at anyone, nor can I point it at the system. Because when it comes down to it, these very harsh trials, and this very difficult time in my life can’t be anyone else’s fault.
Oh, it’s easy for so many of us to point the fingers at others. I used to be like “Oh, this happened because of thisÂ one’s fault”….
But sometimes, just sometimes, things happen in our lives that just happen. There is no reason for it. We all tend to go through life thinking it’s smooth sailing, or should be. But as Christians, we will get hit, and it will leave us with questioning everything and everyone that God has put in our paths. We may even question God Himself.
Perhaps that is why so many fail at the Christian life. I mean, when you look at the bigger picture, God is working everything out for our benefit. But it’s on His time, not ours.
We are fragile, we are made to suffer. No one will come along and ease our suffering. Not the wisest of wise, not the richest of the rich, not even the friendliest of the friendly.
Not even God Himself!
Thereâ€™s a story I remember writing years ago, when the internet wasnâ€™t around. I titled it The Lost City. The story centered on a group of young adults. These people were very smart, compassionate, and driven. They accomplished almost everything they put their minds on to do.
However, they had one slight problem. It only worked for them. No one else took notice. No one heard no one else saw. When someone did notice, hear, or see, they could only offer encouragement (or in todayâ€™s case discouragement) but no definite direction.
Itâ€™s strange, because I wrote the unfinished story in my youth, when I used to write a lot. It was most likely due to my loneliness and my solitude. Or perhaps it was due to my creative mind wanting to expand beyond my artistic range.
I also remember writing a lot of poetry. A lot of it was focused on the young man chasing the love of the young woman he was enraptured with. That poetry was written because at one point I wanted to be in love. As time went on, and life really got started, I lost the ability to write like I used to. Perhaps I realized I was actually a part of The Lost City.
Although I fell in love with the whole church experience at one point, I noticed one thing: A community is only as strong as its ties. How can we reach out and help anyone if we donâ€™t have anywhere to turn? I’ve written before of so many churches I’ve been to having no “openings” for a new member. Community goes beyond welcoming a new church member. It must extend to grafting that new member into the body, making them a part of the family. If we don’t do that, then we fail to increase the kingdom of God, and that arm, hand,Â or leg, or foot may never find a home.
I’ve actually lost faith in the miracles healings of Jesus. Yes, I believe He, and the disciples after Him touched and healed many. But such is not the case today. We have many “disciples” in the church today. We have many Christians…and yet we still have the blind, the lame, the mute, and the homeless, and the starving with us.
My question is why? Jesus commanded us to reach out to these people. How many times did the Christian cross the road? Every single time they saw they were approaching someone evidently in need. There are so many “believing” Christians in the world today, you would think that we would have a heart like Jesus and be the exception.
Maybe my faith is lacking here: but we have so many Christians in the world today, and yet we still have the blind, the deaf, the lame, and the mute. We also have the hungry and starved among us.
The blindâ€¦ Christianâ€¦ believer. They will see. But are they blind the way we think they are? In fact, they can see, but refuse to see. . How many times did the deaf hear? They never in fact did, if not they would have rejected the fallacious word that are going on in so many of the churches that cater to crowds of popularity, also they never heard because they simply didnâ€™t want to help. They also never bothered to stop and listen when a brother was in need. They just brushed him aside and continued on their way. Everyone has heard donâ€™t mix business with pleasure. How sad that we invest in so much pleasure, that we ignore the business of helping people in need.
“The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’ Matthew 25:40.