Showing posts with label Charles Dickens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Charles Dickens. Show all posts

Friday, 16 October 2015

Wink

Norman Grubb states we are egotists with a wink.
We are the I AM in our forms.
Not trying to be anything....we spent decades or however long doing that.
We just do the next thing.
We are humility...not in the Charles Dickens ever so umble way
but in the servant saying I did what my Master said to do...no more no less.
Adam and Eve were living quite happily
Satan said...it's not enough. If you want to be gods you have to DO THIS ONE THING...."But that one thing we must not do, for we will die"
"You surely will not die"
OK then....said Adam and Eve.....and died.
Satan said to Jesus in the desert....just do this one thing
get some lunch from that stone.....NOPE my food is what God says and that only
OK just do this one thing....you need publicity....how are you going to get known? Chuck yourself off from the Temple......Nope....not into testing things out to see if they work...unless God says
OK just worship me. I'm the ruler here. Just that one thing for me? Nope....you are NOT the ruler around here
And Jesus left the wilderness full of the power of the Holy Spirit and went into Galilee.
But He didn't DO anything.
Exactly
Then He started to DO
BIG TIME.

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

That I might Know Him - Richard'z Rantz blog

That I Might Know Him


My continuing ongoing adventure of river walking; walking around the river here in our city has and continues to be a safe place for me to seek His solace and comforting encouragement as a alien passing through this life. That’s right, I’m extraterrestrial.
This quote from Charles Dickens, “A Tale of Two Cites” feels right in so much that is all working together for my good.
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way–in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.”
Walking home after work tonight was no exception to these continuing sorting and sifting out times as I lean unto my Father’s great love for me.
I guess somewhere in the back of my mind I was processing something that Clark shared in response to what Wayne Jacobsen posted on face book regarding the release of his re-edited book, “In Season.”
Clark wrote: “My spirit leaped when I read: “This is a joy that springs from the deepest part of your soul with a knowing that he is with you and his purpose is being fulfilled even in the most difficult times.”
There’s another quote from A Tale of Two Cites from chapter two that is very much in the forefront of my thoughts right now; “Jerry, say that my answer was, ‘RECALLED TO LIFE.’” I am witnessing this being, recalled to Life.
Something I sensed Father whispering into my heart walking home went as follows. Once again how Father by his spirit weaves all (everything) together is a huge part of continually being amazed. Something Wayne shared in the previous pod cast, “Oh Wow, Oh Wow, Oh Wow” was that the DNA in a Monarch caterpillar was the same as it was in the Monarch butterfly.
My wife was told last year I think it was by a bug expert that as the caterpillar begins to form its chrysalis and once it has been totally encased in its light blue with gold specks coffin, its whole being is turned into a thick jelly like soup during the metamorphosis; a faceless and formless entity. Its right there within that jelly like soup the magic of the existing Monarch butterfly DNA is working to bring forth in time what it was from the very get-go!
What I sensed Father speaking to me was this. So many of my siblings including myself are often very similar at least in our thought life to how the Monarch caterpillar must see itself, just a overly fat earth bound worm.
Where it talks about in the beginning the earth was without form, it was faceless, but, the spirit of God was brooding over the face of the deep. That in itself is a glorious subject to ponder on for a life time. Suddenly God said, let there be light and it was, and out from the light, there came forth form and a face began to emerge.
The very DNA of God the Father is now ours, how, in the re-birthing, and like the mere caterpillar I spoke of, often we do not even know of anything of this inner unseen, undetected reality working from deep within us at all!
I’ve said all of this to say, that in the believer although in many cases most often not detected on our radar screen is the very DNA of the Father, like an imprinting, there is this innate relentless craving desire to know Him.
It says that in the re-birthing it was not done by the will of man or through the power of the flesh but was done by the creative life impregnating (sperma) of God!
What I am sensing is that just like in the beginning where the spirit of God was brooding over the chaotic, formless and faceless deep, so even now is that same spirit brooding over the cry within the heart of the believer; to know Him.
I want to encourage my siblings with this, if you have at any point either sensed or even spoken out that longing of wanting to know Him, then know this, that whatever circumstances and situations you are finding yourself in is the setting, the very place where that jelly like soup within you has and is taking on a form, and a face. To this reality, the spirit bears witness; I see Jesus in you!
Rich