Archive for December, 2010

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MOVING DAY

December 29, 2010
This is post number 458; the final installment on this site. (for now anyways) Here is the address to the new site:
http://timbob3.wordpress.com
This is bittersweet as this has been a place of much fellowship, deep cogitation, aand encouragement. However, just as we have no continuing city in this life, it is time to open up a fresh venue which focuses more on issues of eternal significance. The intent is to write that which has been placed on my heart; striving for every word to be profitable, and encouraging. May each word cause the saints to draw closer to Jesus and everyone who has not yet believed on him to consider this great salvation.
A single verse came to mind as I was thinking on the direction of the new site:
II Corinthians 11:2 “For I am jealous over you with godly jealously: for I have espoused you to one husband, that I may present you as a chaste virgin to Christ.”
 May everything that we say and do, be to the glorifying of Jesus Christ; who shed his blood for us that we may have a place in the world without end. The new Jerusalem, wherein we shall abide forever in his presence. The new site will be a learning process as I’ll probably be delving into topics that have not been a primary focus in times past.
Blessings always in Jesus name.
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AS THE WIND DRIVEN SNOW

December 26, 2010
It’s so easy for us to become caught up in the flow of daily obligation; even to the point of neglecting our first love. Despite our desire to stay atuned and focused, the relentless onslaught of commitments wear us down and over time we begin to let our guard down. Soon, if not remedied, imaginations sneak in, lusts repackage themselves to appear “harmless,” in an attempt to slip past our spiritual radar, and eventually we discover that we’re not where we used to be with Jesus. Scripture is filled with warnings to keep our heart with all diligence as we fight an enemy who never misses an opportunity to foster separation and dwell in a body of flesh that wars against our spirit.
We know the remedies. Stay close to the Lord Jesus, stay in his word, resist the devil, maintain fellowship with likeminded saints, and what have you. All of these are a must, however, lately something else has been a primary element in this formula for maintaining diligence. Something that all of us are aware of, but perhaps we don’t call it into remembrance as often as we should. I’m referring to the hour in which we first believed. That day in our past when we woke up in the morning, lost and headed to an eternity in everlasting torment, but went to bed a new creature in Christ. Our names written in glory and our sins cast into the sea of forgetfulness – never to be revisited again.
How do we capture such a thing with words? If we had died a day earlier, we would be forever lost; abiding in a state of perpetual torment. we would not be contemplating obligations or becoming discouraged by the dramas in our life, we would be in unfathomable agony. No relief from the flames and gnashing, nobody to talk to, nothing to look forward to, and no idea of how much time had passed since the moment of our descent into the lower parts of the earth. But there was an hour in our past when we saw our sinful condition and understood that Jesus Christ, the only begotten Son of God, had paid for our sin with his own blood. Our eyes were opened and we realized that through faith in his name, we could be forgiven. In sincere repentance, we believed on him and all of our yesterdays were dissolved.
I’m convinced that if we would grasp the greatness of our salvation, we would be so thankful and in awe of our Savior that none of the calamities in this world would rattle us. In the days and monthsd ahead, I’m minded to give more diligence to remembering that hour as it was the single most important event in my life. To pass from everlasting darkness into everlasting life with the promise of a place in the everlasting city where God himself is the light thereof. All the former things; the stresses, the tribulations, the treadmill to nowhere, the vanities, the tears, and all that opposes the truth will be but distant memories of a bygone era. Soon we shall be forever in the presence of Lord, who inhabits eternity. When our final breath has been exhausted, we’ll take up our place with that great cloud of witnesses, from every tribe and every generation, who maintained the testimony of Jesus.
One of the greatest things about working second shift is that it allows more time for reflection. When I pull into the driveway (anywhere betweeen 12:00 midnight and 2:00am) it;s just me and the Lord Jesus. Oftentimes I’ll get out and just stand by the truck; looking into the vastness of creation with its untold trillions of stars. I think about the one who inhabits eternity and placed it all according to his will. And I remember the days following my conversion. I would go out late at night and fellowship with my new first love, Jesus. Beneath these same stars, which look just as they did in the autumn of 1983, I remember what used to be, shudder at thoughts of what could have been, has my eyes not been opened, and become overwhelmed with joy and peace as grasping of this great salvation come to the forefront.
Isaiah 1;18 “Come now, and let us reason together, saith the LORD; though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.”
Colossians 2:13-14 “And you, being dead in your sins and the uncircumcision of your flesh, hath he quickened together with him, having forgiven you all trespasses;
Blotting out the handwriting of ordinances that was against us, which was contrary to us, and took it out of the way, nailing it to his cross.”
Well I’ll be going shortly. The Last trumpet Newsletter for January 2011 is posted. I’ve not had a chance to read it yet, however, the title is right in line with what has been weighing on my heart for over two weeks now:
THE CALL TO WATCH AND PRAY With events accelerating daily and everyones final moment drawing ever closer, it’s imperative that we’re atuned and obediant. An hour lost can never be retrieved.
Steve Quayle will be on Omegaman blog-talk radio this next week. The link says Tuesday Dec. 28, but I thought the host said Monday (Dec 27) I’m planning to check both times as I’m off work next week. The link is on the Twitter feed to the right.
And finally, I’ve started a new blog (oh no; not again) which will become the primary blog beginning on January 1, 1011. The address is http://timbob3.wordpress.com and has been launched in an effort to be more focused than in the past. It’s still a work in process as a lot of links have yet to be organized and established. This current site will remain as an archive for a season of my life wherein much growth transpired.  The fellowship with saints whom I never would have been in contact with apart from this venue is awesome and, Lord willing, I look forward to its continuance in the future. (Malachi 3:16-17)
Blessings always in Jesus name.
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STANDING AT THE GATES OF HELL

December 20, 2010

Many of us can quote Ephesians 6:12 in our sleep.

 “For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.”

 Oftentimes we tend to respond to this truth in one of two ways; both of which are dangerous. The first is a failure to properly recognize that we are continuously engaged in a spiritual battle, which we cannot wage in our own strength. As a result, deliverance remains trapped within the confines of theology. The second is to romanticize the conflict and the victory. This is where one will often speak of the battle, but glamorize certain elements; specifically the power, and can result in more show than substance. Acts 19:13-16 is a stern reminder of what can happen if we venture into things without being prepared.  Both approaches result in a distorted understanding of the battle that lies before us all. Over the past several weeks, it’s been dropped in my spirit that engagement with the eternal ones, for whom Jesus shed his blood, has to be taken to a deeper level. When we intermingle with our contemporaries, we are encountering every form of bondage imaginable; from the lifelong church member who is grounded in doctrine (be it accurate or erroneous) but not born of the Spirit, to the drug addict whose life has taken so many disasterous turns that he or she dwells in a labyrinth of utter confusion and hopelessness.

It seemed to come to the forefront one morning while in prayer.  During this time before the Lord, the term “deep-captive” came forth and it has become a point of much consideration. we know that in II Timothy 2:25-26 (one of the most referred to passages in this blog) Paul instructs us to meekly instruct those who oppose themselves and are held captive by the devil “at his will.” The devil is having his way with them; short of knocking them into eternity. The timing of ones departure is in the Lords hands, but insofar as circumstances, life choices and consequences, the enemy is having a field day with his prisoners. These folks will not be reached and converted by a form of godliness; they are in need of supernatural intervention. Everyone who is born of the Spirit; whether their previous days were chaotic or uneventful, is the result of the supernatural intervention of the Holy Spirit. (I’m still amazed at how the Holy Spirit reached through layers of confusion and brought me to a place of repentance and faith in the Lord Jesus.) Concerning the deep captives, deliverance from the devices of Satan is oftentimes necessary and deliverance is not a glamourous thing. It can be intense, brutal, and exhausting. But if one truly desires to be made free, the blood of Jesus washes away all sin and he can deliver a soul from the most desperate of situations.

Luke 10:19-20“Behold, I give unto you power to tread on serpents, and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy: and nothing shall by any means hurt you.
Notwithstanding in this rejoice not, that then spirits are subject unto you; but rather rejoice, because your names are written in heaven.”
 

As I began to cogitate on these things, the situation at home became unimaginably tumultuous and busy. Relationships became really strained amongst the priceless souls residing at this address while financial reserves were drained by a myriad of repair needs. (vehicles, dryer, furnace replacement, etc) The mortgage company made a proposal that seemed impossible and continuance at this address was very much up in the air. (it still is, however, we have bought some time) To top it all off, Matthew began acting out very aggressively at school and at home; even to the point of choking others. A few days ago, he had me in a grip and I literally could not breathe. The chaos that he sometimes fosters is indescribable. This is further complicated by our income being considered too high for Matthew to be eligable for SSI, and subsequently, programs that would be beneficial to him. The myriad of events became so crazy that one morning last week, after taking Matthew to school, I was wanting to just go somewhere and drive the truck off a cliff. I know; that sounds horrible, and I was praying “Lord; I should not be having thoughts like this.” Later on, it became clear that these goings on weren’t “just a series of unfortunate turns.” It was an orchestrated assault from every direction and I was unprepared.

It was (and is) like a full-court press from a relentless adversary. 

I returned home and came before the Lord in prayer. About an hour later, I was restored. The physical circumstances remained the same, but during this time of prayer, the Lord restored my perspective. Later on, I came to understand that this was merely a skirmish in comparison to battles to come, wherein real spiritual warfare, involving longtime deep captives may become the norm. The enemy works tirelessly to run out the clock on his subjects and he doesn’t like the prospect of losing any of them. There are people in this household who are not washed in the blood of Jesus and Satan desires to drag them into everlasting torment. As such, upheaval can be expected to continue and even increase. The same holds true for future ventures into the streets, where one must be spiritually prepared for anything.  The ramifications are everlasting, and once again; even as this is being written, I wonder if I really understand the seriousness of it. There are real (eternal) souls, bound by real demons, who need a real deliverance. There is a need for labourers who are filled with the Holy Ghost, understand the perimeters of the battle and are not hesitant to enter into situations that will try them at every level.

John 15:5 “I am the vine, ye are the branches: he that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.”

When we encounter one whose name is not yet recorded in the book of life, we are, in a way, standing at the gates of hell. Whether such a one has known the depths of satan, or has followed a much more uneventful path, we can be certain that the enemy is employing every device at his disposal to hang onto that person while doing anything within his power to render us a non-threat. We can be certain that our adversary knows what is the most effective method of distracting us from the real battle. This is an issue to which we must give continual diligence as time slips away and those without Christ draw ever closer to a point of no return.  It’s sobering to be sure and it exposes the danger of being overly light-hearted. I’m known as being one who is not bothered by external circumstances; especially at work where people often ask “how does this place not get to you?” Indeed, the joy of the Lord will sustain us in any situation and I actually have a lot of fun at work. In the midst of this joy and peace, however, it’s imperative to not lose sight of what’s in play. There are souls in our ambience who are lost and headed for everlasting horror on a level that we cannot fathom.

Well I need to close for now. Despite the stretch of inactive time, I’m still minded to keep this site current; so long as words of encouragement for the saints can be offered.  More importantly, however, it’s imperative to be atuned to the Holy Spirit at all times and to be in obediance to his promptings. This is a temporary venue and each of us will eventually make our final journey into cyberspace. Along with the cogitations of the past three weeks has been an urgency to spend quality time in prayer. I mean long stretches; where we set aside our personal agenda (with it’s corresponding list of petitions) and just seek the Lord Jesus. We are so bombarded by noise and the thoughts of others that it can be a real challenge to hear the still small voice of the Holy Spirit. But we must be in such a place if were to stand in the days ahead. One of the biggest struggles for me has been the non-stop flurry of activity which has made it all but impossible to set aside a large stretch of time for prayer.

If I were to ever be granted a dream vacation of my choosing, it would be a week long stay on a deserted island, to spend time in prayer. Away from all the distractions of life, with nothing but a bible….along with a strongs concordance…..and some writing material…..and maybe a Nintendo DS. (lol) I’m joking about the Nintendo DS, (I’ve never owned one) however, the non-serious portion of this comment illustrates a sad truth. Many have become enslaved by fantasy and I know of a person who has been destroyed by World of Warcraft.  This is entering into another topic and I really have to go for now. Until the next time, blessings always in Jesus name.