July 12 2014 Tiny Noises Big Doubts Quiet Barriers To contemplate the creations of the human is to stumble over the refuse of discarded sincere intentions as well as the fragments of hearts shattered by gluttonies portraying themselves as survival exigencies. For the Deceiver is capable of changing its masks as needed. The Military-Industrial Complex warps into The Entertainment-Academic Complex. Whether it is individuals or groups we find ways to remain blissfully blind of sins and faults when they somehow touch close to our own hearts and minds. And this is his commandment, that we should believe in the name of his Son Jesus Christ and love one another, just as he has commanded us. All who keep his commandments abide in him, and he in them. And by this we know that he abides in us, by the Spirit which has given us.(1 Jn 3:23-24) Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are of God, for many false prophets have gone into the world.(1 Jn 4:1) Indeed, we find ourselves contemplating Scripture in the same manner. We look first at the congregation around us. Like Screwtape, we find our focus centering upon those around us. We begin to see not searchers or children, but rather flickering reflections of our own jealousies and desires and banalities. We enter not into the sweet mists of rituals service but rather think of the incongruities of the Drama. Of course, these thoughts lead our hearts to the humans standing there before us, presuming to teach us...And mocking, we begin to recall the Blind Leading the Blind. Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are of God, for many false prophets have gone into the world.(1 Jn 4:1) By this you know the Spirit of God; every spirit which confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is of God, and every spirit which does not confess Jesus is not of God. This is the Spirit of antichrist, of which you heard that it was coming, and now it is in the world already. Little children, you are of God, and have overcome them; for he who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.(1 Jn 4:2-5) BELOVED!!! LITTLE CHILDREN!!! Adorable are the Words of Scripture when we hear them and allow ourselves to enter into them. Yet, like congregation chosen for us by genetic spiritual ancestors still breathing in our hearts through the millennia, we often allow our minds to wander. Plans and problems of daily life drift across our visions like heavy rain upon a window. Through our labors we may wipe this away from our attentions only to begin drifting into the wondrous nature radiating through nearby windows. Magnificent morning clouds dress the royally ornate blue morning skies blocking again the infinite beauty beyond human understanding. Human understanding again finds itself standing upon the rubble of centuries worth of corruption, pieces discarded as the human threw away that which no longer held its dancing attention. The precious embrace of the Ark of the Law failed to rein us in so that we came to follow the Adorable Son until we found He sought not royal earthly treasures. Weep did those mystics when the certainty of Rome fell leaving us in the darkness... See how the mind drifts into those genetic moments surfacing to reveal the finite eternal lives within the flesh? Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are of God, for many false prophets have gone into the world.(1 Jn 4:1) By this you know the Spirit of God; every spirit which confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is of God, and every spirit which does not confess Jesus is not of God. This is the Spirit of antichrist, of which you heard that it was coming, and now it is in the world already. Little children, you are of God, and have overcome them; for he who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.(1 Jn 4:2-5) The heart begins trembling in fear at the image of the Beasts of the End ravaging the countryside...In the illusion that we are the pure ones safe from judgment. The mind sneers in mockery at the thought of wild superstitions living not in the present, but like modern metrics, sleeping in the past while mesmerized by mathematical probabilities of the future. Beloved. Little Children. Enter into these Words. First seek to be as the parents in the Garden standing naked before the Presence. Drift silently into the moment of the first terrifying second before your Beloved in This Garden. Feel the warmth of the mothers soft whisper, or of the fathers mysterious selfless labors in the marketplace. Ponder those dark...years that that impotent infant could not live were it not for the giants...Suddenly, then, you are in the market or in the playground, or in the jungle...Suddenly, you again rest in the sighing warmth of your beloved...Suddenly, you stand before the terrible uncertainty of the child looking at you for guidance... Beloved. Little children. Think, now, of that innocent asking you why did Jesus die? Or, of the agonizing bleeding fragment of your own soul wounded over the childs suffering or your impotence to pull softly your mother and father from the grave... Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are of God, for many false prophets have gone into the world.(1 Jn 4:1) By this you know the Spirit of God; every spirit which confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is of God, and every spirit which does not confess Jesus is not of God. This is the Spirit of antichrist, of which you heard that it was coming, and now it is in the world already. Little children, you are of God, and have overcome them; for he who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.(1 Jn 4:2-5) Sweetly, now, we find ourselves no longer thinking of the Roman sin of covering guilt through the wiles of the world. No longer do we feel the Protestant schizophrenic Grace that we may chase Caesars possessions while seeking Gods World. No longer do we worry about the redacted minutia of the centuries, or vagaries of language. No longer do we trouble ourselves seeking to judge those listening to different symphonies than our own. Simply. Simply, like surrendering to the horror our my own body image before the ineffable incandescent radiance of my beloved, my minds eyes close as I allow our spirits to intertwine... The surrender that confesses that Jesus Christ is of God as we confront the antichrist of doubts. In the sweet mystery, we contemplate the Meaning of Christ Jesus. We allow ourselves stop to listen to our own reaction to the spirit refusing to confess itself. Through the ages, then, we see numerous dawns of the Purity of The Trinity. Equal number of storms buffet the Garden as many block the embrace of the Gospel behind Theological Fidelity; or Philosophical Superstitions; or Psychological reformations...The heart again finds itself buffeted by the spirit of Screwtape. The clouds part and we find again a reflected mirror of the Triune Nature of Life. Christ, Antichrist, and me. Beloved. Little Children. Those who hear not sweet whispering symphonies in John may look elsewhere in the Biblical Narrative. Or, indeed, within the mountains of endless works of the human hand. But, think, not of the judges within your own soul raising up in war against the watchmen of the walls out there...Feel, rather, whatever it was that entered into the soul of John to begin the model with... Beloved. Little Children. Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are of God, for many false prophets have gone into the world.(1 Jn 4:1) By this you know the Spirit of God; every spirit which confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is of God, and every spirit which does not confess Jesus is not of God. This is the Spirit of antichrist, of which you heard that it was coming, and now it is in the world already. Little children, you are of God, and have overcome them; for he who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.(1 Jn 4:2-5) We ponder again, what may be revealed if we; even for a moment; drop the endless prostitution of our hearts sincerity. The pimp selling us his survival disappears dropping the scales from our own eyes. We see not the lust of the other soul; nor do we chase after the gluttonous greed of another heart. No longer do we join tribunals against the criminal not agreeing with me. And, again, we find ourselves trembling, naked in the Garden before the Presence. They are of the world, therefore what they say is of the world, and the world listens to them. We listen to God. Whoever is not of God does not listen to us. By this we know the Spirit of Truth and the spirit of error.(1 Jn 4:5-6) Beloved. Little Children. Within these words lie the temptation of the world. We see those of the world, while feeling those of God. We hear the voice of truth as well as the spirit of error. And the temptation of the world is to grow bloated in our own arrogant righteousness. The Struggle begins when we hear the voice of God and seek to turn toward the Sound rather than to blame the noise about us... Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are of God, for many false prophets have gone into the world.(1 Jn 4:1) By this you know the Spirit of God; every spirit which confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is of God, and every spirit which does not confess Jesus is not of God. This is the Spirit of antichrist, of which you heard that it was coming, and now it is in the world already. Little children, you are of God, and have overcome them; for he who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.(1 Jn 4:2-5) Beloved. Little Children. Behold. For a moment. The Spirit of God within Jesus Christ as well as the Spirit of The World in antichrist. Feel our own struggle to embrace our humanity imperfect as we grow weak in our raging roar claiming our own righteousness. Behold the final battle as we wallow in self-pity or sin against our brethren chasing the narcotic coma in fiery anger. Beloved. Little Children. The incandescent golden diadem frames the infinite skies of my beloved eyes reflecting the Love within our own hearts. The uncontrollable fires of will and desire and innocence flowing from the energies of the Fruit of our Love engulfs us in uncertainty. And confess. The unimaginable Grace that is the warmth of her flesh and the labors guiding the child. Now. Explain this if you can. Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are of God, for many false prophets have gone into the world.(1 Jn 4:1) By this you know the Spirit of God; every spirit which confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is of God, and every spirit which does not confess Jesus is not of God. This is the Spirit of antichrist, of which you heard that it was coming, and now it is in the world already. Little children, you are of God, and have overcome them; for he who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.(1 Jn 4:2-5) They are of the world, therefore what they say is of the world, and the world listens to them. We listen to God. Whoever is not of God does not listen to us. By this we know the Spirit of Truth and the spirit of error.(1 Jn 4:5-6) Beloved. Little Children. Seek not, what then you want these words to mean. Rather, enter into the Living Body of Christ that is that mystery which John experienced. And now the Spirit of God as well as the lie of antichrist. Beloved. Little Children.
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