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The spirit is being renewed daily.

Posted by appolus on June 13, 2018

The older I get, I am now in my 50s, the more I appreciate everything that is around me. I love the little birds that come and feed from the feeder. All day long, back and forward, scattering and finding their favorite part of the feed. I watch the pieces cascade down in the sunlight. I love my neighbor’s cat Poppy, who saunters across the cul-de-sac, off to who knows where, him and his missing tail. He had it removed many years ago after wearing a lamp shade for six months which failed to stop him chewing on his tail, but it never slowed him down. I love the flowers and I carefully tend them. I look for rose-buds and I anticipate their coming beauty. I water the grass on hot summer days because the lawn seems to be calling out. I watch the tall trees blowing back and forward in the gentle breeze and it’s hard to believe that they are now over sixty feet tall and stand like sentinels along my back wall. I watch birds washing and preening themselves in the bird bath without a care in the world. And if the sun is shining just right, there is a glorious display of water droplets dancing in the sun. I watch my new little puppy, with all her puppy energy, all 10 pounds of her, engage my older laid back dog and he reluctantly begins to play and there they are, rolling and wrestling around and there is a deep joy in me.

I look out the back yard to the field behind and see wild flowers and dandelions ( so hated in suburbia) neither toiling nor spinning but even Solomon was not arrayed with such splendor. I feel the warm sun on my face, it embraces me. I realize that the older I get the more I appreciate all of that, things that I had typically not noticed in my younger years. And I realize that even although my outer man is perishing, and I know that because of my gray hair and my eye-glasses, my bad back, and I make strange noises whenever I get up from a chair or bend down to pick something up ( when and why did these noises begin) that my spirit is being renewed day by day. This vehicle is on a slow wind down, but my spirit, my sensitivity to all of God’s incredible handiwork is on the rise. A mountain view can literally take my breath away. Birds diving for fish can hold me spell-bound for hours. It is all God’s handiwork. And I think there is a reason for this heightening sensitivity. Our spirits are being prepared for what is to come. The magnificence of the coming Kingdom. We know that eye has not seen nor ear heard nor even has it entered into the hearts of men what the Lord has prepared for His people. Think about that saints, even although our bodies are growing old, our eyes are being awakened to majesty. And if we can see something of the majesty all around us now, imagine what is in store for us when we pass over into a place where our minds have not even imagined. Open the yes of my heart Lord, I want to see you more and more.

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The Hand that feeds me.

Posted by appolus on June 10, 2018

As many of you may know, we just rescued an 12 week old puppy. She had been in a kill shelter and was rescued from there by a local dog adoption agency. I have no idea what this little girl has been through but I know she is terrified of other barking dogs. I took her to the fence with my neighbor who has two yappy little dogs and Bailey ran like the wind up two flights of steps to the deck without barely touching the steps as she went. Only then did she turn around to see if she was safe. It made me sad to think what she may have endured in a large noisy shelter, alone. It is ironic to me that the Lord brought this little girl to a house with a huge dog, 104 pounds, and she loves him. Jack is a very placid and loving dog and he just lies on his belly and Bailey climes all over him. She is learning to trust.

I also noticed that anytime Angie or I move towards her, she shies away, seems to have a fear of adults. She is fine when you pick her up, but you can tell she has been traumatized in some way by adults. As I stood in the kitchen pondering how I could help her overcome that, the Holy Spirit whispered to me “Be the hand that feeds her.” I thought about that for a few moments then I went to the pantry and got some of her food. I got down on her level and held out a piece of her food. Slowly she came to me and took the food. The more I did this the more she was drawn to me. Then I put some peanut butter on my finger and she came running over and had a good time licking it all off. Now she follows me around. It was remarkable how quickly the solution came, part of the healing came, when following the instructions of the Lord.

As I thought about that this morning, it brought back memories of when I first came to the Lord. A broken and hurting man. I was a babe in Christ and the Lord was the hand that fed me. He was attentive to my every need. Just a single thought of Him and I was drenched in His presence. Reading His Word, praising Him, talking about Him, just the mere mention of the name of Jesus brought tears to my eyes. Do you remember those days saints? We were babes in Christ and just like babies, the Lord attended to our every needs. We as adults know that as our children grow, we have to withdraw to a certain extent so that they can learn. The Lord also knows how to raise His children. And as hard as it must be for Him, He has allowed us to make our mistakes and learn from them. Hopefully we grow into wise mature saints.

Yet we never forget that He is still the hand that feeds us. We may grow and mature and eat strong meat, but in another sense we shall always be children of the Lord. He is our heavenly Father and it is still our joy to come to Him. To reach out and take His hand. To know that He is always there and that He loves us. If you have a moment today, ponder your beginnings in the Lord. Remember again what it is to be held, safe and secure, in His loving arms. It will strengthen you to think upon these things and you will once again be embraced by His beautiful presence. Our Father is with us in everything and no matter what we go through in this life, there is healing in His presence. Come brothers and sisters, let us be drawn to the Hand that feeds us, He loves us and He desires to see us whole.

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The Amazing grace of God

Posted by appolus on June 8, 2018

I just watched the lady named Alice, who was released from a life sentence without parole yesterday, give an interview on tv. What a sheer delight to see this woman shine. She gave all the glory to God and could not thank President Trump enough. She has exhausted all of her avenues, up to and including the Supreme Court, she was rejected by all of them, including the last President. Truly all doors had been shut on this lady. She had already served 22 years and now she would spend the rest of her life and die in prison. But God…………………God knew all along that Alice would walk out of those prison doors. He used President Trump to release her when all else had failed.

Maybe you are in a position where all doors have been slammed in your face and in the natural there is no way ahead. Just as well we serve a supernatural God. Keep on worshiping God. Keep on giving Him thanks and praising Him, trusting in Him, resting in Him. There is power in the name of Jesus. When Alice walked out of those prison gates she was praising Jesus. Can you praise the Lord today even in the depths of your despair? If you can do that brothers and sisters, there is a mountain top waiting for you. Lift up you eyes today and see where your help comes from.

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It’s not the cross you wear.

Posted by appolus on June 5, 2018

It’s not the cross that we wear around our necks that identifies us. Its not even the cross on the wall or on the top of the church steeple that identifies us. Its the cross of Christ within our heart that crucifies our flesh, then our identity becomes self-evident…..bro Frank

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The gates of Hell.

Posted by appolus on June 3, 2018

I have written several times in the past about the tactics of the Nazis in shutting down free speech through violence and intimidation. Anyone who did not toe the party line was targeted for assassination and that included communists and socialists, trade unions, Christians and of course Jews. Unless you walked in lockstep with their ideology you were outed and shamed then targeted for violence.

“In Berlin, under the leadership of Goebbels, so-called Rollkommandos were organized for the purpose of disrupting political meetings of all non-Nazi groups. These Roll kommandos were charged with interrupting, making noise, and unnerving the speaker. Finally the Nazis broke up meetings by Rollkommando raids. In many cases, fights resulted, during which furniture was destroyed and a number of persons hurt. The Nazis armed themselves with blackjacks, brass knuckles, rubber truncheons, walking sticks, and beer bottles.” (https://fcit.usf.edu/holocaust/resource/document/DOCNAC8.htm)

You can see how the tactics of interrupting meetings with crowds and noise in an effort to intimidate the speaker was a mainstay of the Brown-shirts of the Nazi party. In an intolerant society that is heading towards totalitarianism, all opposition, any voice that does not hold to the group-think view must be silenced. The very first step in the march towards the breakdown of civilization as we know it is to end civil discourse . There can be no quarter given to any opposing views and those holding any opposing views must be demonized. Demonization is the first step on the road to dehumanization. It has been the favored tactics of terror down through the ages.

I would like to suggest that we have entered into the beginnings of such a time once again. We have, it seems, learned nothing from the past. Free speech is the cornerstone of Democracy and a free and civil society. A free and neutral press is another cornerstone. It is not good enough to a free press, that is only one side of the coin. Unless the press is neutral then we may see a thousand little Goebbels running cover for their political overlords.

“Arguments must therefore be crude, clear and forcible, and appeal to emotions and instincts, not the intellect. Truth is unimportant and entirely subordinate to tactics and psychology.”

Goebbels here is making the argument that sentiment and emotion are much more powerful than truth and of course he is correct. If you can brand someone a racist or an Islamaphobe or bigot and a hater, it matters not whether they are any of these things or not, just launch these words into the hot air of emotion and psychology and watch them take flight.

“This is the secret of propaganda: Those who are to be persuaded by it should be completely immersed in the ideas of the propaganda, without ever noticing that they are being immersed in it.” (Goebbels)

I would like to suggest to you that there is an immersing going on today.If one is to be immersed there must be deep waters or a flood. Today’s society in the west has been flooded by an extreme ideology. Those who do not conform to the ideals of this ideology will be publicly shamed, they will be “outed,” shouted down, intimidated, fired from their jobs, ridiculed and ruined such is the hatred that fills our atmosphere. A woman was questioned for a documentary on the rise of the Third Reich. She was asked how she managed to fall for and be so passionate about something so hateful and destructive. Her answer has stuck with me for decades and it haunts me. “There was something in the atmosphere and we all breathed it in.”

I would like to suggest that there is a poison in the atmosphere and the world at large is breathing it in. It is deliberately breathed in because it connects to the primal hatred that there is beating in the heart of man. A desire for revenge, a desire to see those we disagree with destroyed an inability to hear views that we disagree with. Each step of the downward spiral is volitional. We deliberately take each step as we descend slowly but surely ever deeper down to the gates of hell. And when we collectively arrive there, the gates are open and hell rushes forward and we are consumed.

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