The Crucified Life
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I was filled with the Spirit from my birth...without the Spirit empowering me, I would still be living in the world and loving it. And I died that night of my conversion. Born again. New creature. Can't become new without dying first. Can't yearn for a sanctified life without hating the old. Can't do any of that without the Spirit. But we all come to God in different ways, along different roads, and from different holes. For some, those holes were dark desperate places like empty mine shafts of despair and lost hope. For others, the hole was a shallow fox-hole charade of worldly pleasure and superficial fleeting highs followed by the desperate need to reload. For yet others, the hole was a deep cave of lonely depressing existence that simply wanted the roof to fall on them. We are all so different and there are no set rules to how God reaches us. But all of us I think must confess that at some stage, the long arm of grace reached out and took a gentle hold of us and pulled us to safety.
Amen brother and well put. :)
But no matter how we came to know the grace of God we have to come into a new humility and teachability. We have but begun to grow into something resembling Christ in His full stature.
I fear that many who have perhaps begun in grace but have taken this as a new kind of pride...a religious pride...filtering favour from God through the carnal mind as a means of puffing oneself up so as to not be open to learn of more that they require to proceed.
These then rather than invest the grace they have been given...protect it by burying into their flesh...like the talent in the parable....so the flesh gets edified and not the inner man.
When the gift of God is buried in the flesh..it bears no fruit. No lasting eternal fruit.
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Mmm. The closer we come to our Saviour the more aware we are of how far away from Him we are.
HMM...I think it's more like the more we get to know ourselves...and who God is...the more we realize how far away we are from the Lord. We begin to see the contrast and the scale of that contrast.
But there is a walk in such intimacy...through the keeping power of God so that one's life is fully swallowed up in His. That is the high calling which no one seems to be interested in anymore.
But I have learned that there is an advantage to everything in life. So then I see this kind of walk as finding the greatest treasure that exists......and no one to compete with me for it. ;)
They aren't interested because they are distracted by arguing over doctrine. So when God appears in their midst, they don't see Him.
You said the same thing as BL. He just said it with less words. Because the closer we get to God, the more we DO see ourselves.
One time I posted pics of my shop here. I can't remember how I did it now. I wanted to post a pic of where I sit in the mornings to talk with you guys but...my technological stupidity prevents me.
I wish you guys could physically sit here with me while we talk! I wish you were in my physical vicinity. I really wish it. Of course, then I would have to get out of my pajamas to have my coffee...
I wish you guys could physically sit here with me while we talk! I wish you were in my physical vicinity. I really wish it. Of course, then I would have to get out of my pajamas to have my coffee...
But strangely...there are people here in my physical vicinity but...I am not as close to them as I am to you guys...how odd...
Except for that Islamist. Where do you suppose he came from...??
I want to say one more thing and then I have to go.
It's really nice to talk with each other where no one says: hmmm, I see it more like this or that - and its immediately jumped on as the person saying you are wrong, but is understood as just...saying it in your own words, sort of as an addition to...
It just comes out more as making a big pot of stew together, where everyone tosses in an ingredient they have or a pinch of something.
It's just really nice to have it and I keep marvelling at how we are able to do it And not have a nasty person wander in and start shrieking about how we're all wrong and deluded and going to hay-ell!
It HAS to be God who has given us these unhindered mornings..
It's really nice to talk with each other where no one says: hmmm, I see it more like this or that - and its immediately jumped on as the person saying you are wrong, but is understood as just...saying it in your own words, sort of as an addition to...
It just comes out more as making a big pot of stew together, where everyone tosses in an ingredient they have or a pinch of something.
It's just really nice to have it and I keep marvelling at how we are able to do it And not have a nasty person wander in and start shrieking about how we're all wrong and deluded and going to hay-ell!
It HAS to be God who has given us these unhindered mornings..
And where did he goExcept for that Islamist. Where do you suppose he came from...??
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