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07 November 2019

No fear...



Yesterday was my brother Leo's birthday, he would have turned 62 years old; which made me realize that I am getting old, again. Time waits for no one, they say, and I think it is true; time keeps moving on like a raging river coming down from the mountains, my whole existence is nothing but a spec of dust caught in its current.  That is how I feel sometimes, very insignificant.

I miss my brothers, specially the ones who are gone; I wish I could see them and talk to them.  Leonardo always made me laugh, Carlos always made me feel loved; I got blessed with an awesome family, and I am very grateful for that.  God is very good to me.

Of course I have no idea why I am writing this, it is always the same thing when I write, I just feel the urge to do it and I have no idea what I am going to say, at the end it usually works out; I hope that it blesses you when you read it.

Last night I opened my bible to the book of psalms, psalm 103 to be precise, and I got blessed to read it again, it is a beautiful psalm, one of my favorite chapters of scripture for sure.  I have memorized almost half of it, it is worth the effort, and it is a real blessing to be able to meditate upon it.  What David says in it is just amazing, here it is so you can see:

 Psa 103
(1)  A Psalm of David. Bless the LORD, O my soul, And all that is within me, bless His holy name.
(2)  Bless the LORD, O my soul, And forget none of His benefits;
(3)  Who pardons all your iniquities, Who heals all your diseases;
(4)  Who redeems your life from the pit, Who crowns you with lovingkindness and compassion;
(5)  Who satisfies your years with good things, So that your youth is renewed like the eagle.
(6)  The LORD performs righteous deeds And judgments for all who are oppressed.
(7)  He made known His ways to Moses, His acts to the sons of Israel.
(8)  The LORD is compassionate and gracious, Slow to anger and abounding in lovingkindness.
(9)  He will not always strive with us, Nor will He keep His anger forever.
(10)  He has not dealt with us according to our sins, Nor rewarded us according to our iniquities.
(11)  For as high as the heavens are above the earth, So great is His lovingkindness toward those who fear Him.
(12)  As far as the east is from the west, So far has He removed our transgressions from us.
(13)  Just as a father has compassion on his children, So the LORD has compassion on those who fear Him.
(14)  For He Himself knows our frame; He is mindful that we are but dust.
(15)  As for man, his days are like grass; As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
(16)  When the wind has passed over it, it is no more, And its place acknowledges it no longer.
(17)  But the lovingkindness of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting on those who fear Him, And His righteousness to children's children,
(18)  To those who keep His covenant And remember His precepts to do them.
(19)  The LORD has established His throne in the heavens, And His sovereignty rules over all.
(20)  Bless the LORD, you His angels, Mighty in strength, who perform His word, Obeying the voice of His word!
(21)  Bless the LORD, all you His hosts, You who serve Him, doing His will.
(22)  Bless the LORD, all you works of His, In all places of His dominion; Bless the LORD, O my soul!

It sounds like David is reminding his soul of what it has apparently forgotten; but it can never really forget it since his experience has been one of amazing grace and mercy, very similar to yours and mine but maybe ours in a lesser degree since we have never been kings or queens...

 Indeed, God forgives all my iniquities and heals all my diseases (eventually I will feel no pain and experience no sorrow, eventually I will cry no more), He has redeemed my life from the pit of destruction and has crowned me with lovingkindness and compassion, He has removed my transgressions from me as far as the east is from the west for He knows I fear Him; He knows my frame and remembers that I am dust.  His sovereignty reigns over all, even over those who hate Him.

As for me, my days are like grass, as a flower I flourished and the wind is passing over me, soon I will be no more and my place will acknowledge me no longer; but what will never change is the lovingkindness of my God, it will be from everlasting to everlasting, His righteousness even to my children's children.  That alone is enough reason to praise Him. Is it not?

What do you think about ! when you think about death?  Is it the passage from one life to another?  Is it waking up from a dream, or a nightmare?  Is there any fear that you missed something?  Do you have any regrets?  I think about all those questions and always come to the same conclusion, I don't really care much, I just want to experience real holiness, real bliss.  I will, someday.

Death was conquered by Jesus, the bible says; oh death where is your sting?  Paul asked.  It has no dominion over me; that is great news!  There is no fear in love, and I fear not because He loved me first.

I will go on trying to rejoice, and reading what David says about my God, you should try it too.

Have a nice day.

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15 October 2019

I remember...



I just went went for a walk to this place where I used to play when I was a kid; it is just an awesome place, it is right across the street from my mom's house, in Mexico City of course.

While I was walking I put on my iTunes and started playing an old Margaret Becker album from 1992, it is called Steps of Faith; have you ever heard it before?  If you have not, I recommend you go and buy it, download it, rip it, whatever; if you don't, you will be a loser, ok maybe not.

There is a song in this album that makes me weep every time I hear it; that is no exaggeration, it really makes me cry.  It reminds me of a season in my life in which I was waking up to know God in Jesus, my faith was being tried like a steel sword to the fire; it was all dark, and smoky, and burning.

That whole season of my life was a trying time, the first half of the 1990's were hard for me and my whole family.  My dad passed away, and then six months later my oldest brother Carlos passed away too; I barely had any money and I had to borrow from my employer so I could buy a plane ticket to attend my dad's funeral.

Just a few months earlier I had come to Mexico City to visit my dad in the hospital, I don't remember the exact dates of all this, but I was in the hospital along with my brothers and neighbors and my dad's brothers, and my cousins and friends, it was a big crowd; then I suddenly started to talk to my little brother about Jesus, I didn't care who heard me.  He gave his life to the Lord right there in the hospital.

The following day, as we were getting ready to have dinner, I started talking to Matilde about Jesus (she was the house maid, she was with my mom for about 45 years); she told me she had already been reading the bible but she couldn't understand it; I explained that up to that point she had been reading someone else's mail.  She became a Christian right there in mom's kitchen.

That night during the 'merienda' time (merienda is a light snack that people eat in Mexico at night, usually around 9 PM); as my other 3 brothers and my mom were seating at the table, I started to talk about Jesus to my brother Carlos, he was 4 years older than me, never married, traveled the world, etc. He was a free spirited kind of guy; he became a Christian right at the table that night.  We all held hands while he prayed with me.  It was beautiful.

God saved three of my family members in 2 days, just like that.  That night my brother told me he had AIDS, I broke down like a little boy; I couldn't believe my dear Carlos was going to die soon.  Back then there was no knowledge on how to treat HIV; there was no way to even extend your life if you had AIDS, at least not in Mexico.  Treatment was available if you were rich, my brother was not, and neither were we.  I love my brothers, dead or alive.

Later on when I got home, I went to see Margaret Becker at the San Diego Symphony Hall, her music really lifted me up, the way she wrote those songs was very special to me, almost everything she put out touched my heart in some way, so I listened to her music a lot.  I wonder where she is now, if she has not gone to heaven she is probably old, and I bet she is still walking with God, I have no doubt about it.

How often will my kids and grand kids remember me?  I often ask this question, not because I want them to remember me (I do), but because I wonder if I have led a life that is worth mentioning in a conversation.  I guess it really doesn't matter, what matters is if I remember God, I know He thinks about me and His thoughts towards me are more than can be counted.  Here are the lyrics to the song:


Who Am I?

Who am I Jesus that you call me by name?

I am counting stars on your blackened sky,
You call them all by name, You know them all by sight;
In the sea of light, I sense your majesty,
and I break at the thought
that One so great could care for me.

Who am I Jesus, that you call me by name?
What could I ever do to be loved this way?
Who am I Jesus?
In your eyes, tell me who am I.

I am counting the mountains
That I laid at your feet,
and I'm reduced to tears when I think of how
you've moved them for me

In the storm of life
You've been my safe retreat,
through the wind and the fire
You've always were there to carry me..

Who am I Jesus that you call me by name?
What could I ever do to be loved this way?
Who am I Jesus?
In Your eyes, tell me who am I.

No greater honor could I ever find
than the privilege to love you for the rest of my life....
Who am I Jesus,that you call me by name?
What could I ever do to be loved this way?

Who am I Jesus?
Who am I Jesus?
In your eyes, tell me, who am I?

Have a nice day.

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13 June 2019

Psalm 39...



From the archives, 5 years ago:

Psa 39:1  For the choir director, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, "I will guard my ways That I may not sin with my tongue; I will guard my mouth as with a muzzle While the wicked are in my presence."
2  I was mute and silent, I refrained even from good, And my sorrow grew worse.
3  My heart was hot within me, While I was musing the fire burned; Then I spoke with my tongue:
4  "LORD, make me to know my end And what is the extent of my days; Let me know how transient I am.
5  "Behold, You have made my days as handbreadths, And my lifetime as nothing in Your sight; Surely every man at his best is a mere breath. Selah.
6  "Surely every man walks about as a phantom; Surely they make an uproar for nothing; He amasses riches and does not know who will gather them.
7  "And now, Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in You.
8  "Deliver me from all my transgressions; Make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9  "I have become mute, I do not open my mouth, Because it is You who have done it.
10  "Remove Your plague from me; Because of the opposition of Your hand I am perishing.
11  "With reproofs You chasten a man for iniquity; You consume as a moth what is precious to him; Surely every man is a mere breath. Selah.
12  "Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry; Do not be silent at my tears; For I am a stranger with You, A sojourner like all my fathers.
13  "Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may smile again Before I depart and am no more."

It is easier to sin with my tongue than with any other part of my being; the words roll off my tongue with impunity sometimes.  Sins of the tongue I shall call them, the sins of the mouth, the sounds that are uttered in a moment of frustration, or in an instant of anger, these are the sounds that make these words that contain iniquity.  They all come from the source of all that is vile in a man, or a woman, they come straight from the heart.

The sins of the tongue are the worst enemies of the righteous, and they are even more wicked when they are pronounced in the presence of those who are in darkness, so David says, I will guard my ways.  I wonder if I can say that:  I will watch these words and put a muzzle around my mouth; I will tie my tongue down, I will chain it to a tree, just like a dog; and let the rain fall upon it, I will let it cook in the mid-day sun and let it parch, and have the dew fall upon it, I will let it frost over night, until it is brought into subjection.  If David did it I can also do it, whether I want to or not is a matter of really wanting to do it.

The mouth speaks out of the abundance of the heart, and so if every other word I speak is a curse word, that is an indication that my heart is abundantly filled with iniquities; evil thoughts come into the physical world through the sounds we make with our mouths, we call those 'words'; and even if they don't go beyond the f word, they are detestable to the Lord; they have to be since they are impure and unholy, and don't edify the one who listens to them, they also tear down the barrier of our vows; they are the most destructive sounds a mouth can utter.

The tongue is an unruly evil, James calls it; a man who has no control over his mouth is like a ship without a rudder; or as Proverbs says, he who has no self control is like a city without walls.  We all know how important it is to exercise self control in all things, and we know this because the bible is clear about it, have I not read it?  Is it not clear?  That is of course a rhetorical question; or maybe is not.  What if you have not read it?  Well, someone has told you already that you should watch over the words that you speak, maybe your father and mother did, or a teacher at school, or your gramma or your granpa; we make the choice to speak evil words, and if you say that it is not true, that we don't choose to speak them, then you are in pretty bad shape because you don't even know yourself.

The problem is the thoughts that we think; all issues pertaining to holy living hinge upon this one thing, the life of our minds. The heart is so deceitful that it even tells you that you are cool when you curse, yeah I know I should say 'we', but you get the point; for some reason (the deceitfulness of sin) our hearts tell us that we are cool when we behave just like every one else, when we speak like the heathen, but nothing could be farther from the truth, we are not cool, and it doesn't sound good either.

Men will be judged by every word they speak; oh but that is for the wicked only, we live under grace remember?  Yeah, I do remember, but the reality of our duty is still there that we shall rule over sin, and over our tongues.  May sin abound so that grace abounds more?  God forbid.  Is this control to be exercised even to the point of muteness?  Refrain from speaking what is good?  That is not what David is saying, his sorrow increased when he kept silent.

Musing about the wicked and how they prosper in their ways will cause your heart to burn hot within you, doesn't it?  Do you ever wonder why you live in this state?  A state of apparent lack?  Or maybe a state of apparent poverty?  I do, I wonder many times at God's design, it appears to be upside down, the wicked prosper and the righteous dies, and no one takes it to heart; but my bible says, it is because the righteous has been spared from evil; from the evil that is about to fall upon the face of this earth, and the evil of being in this fallen world.

Oh God, help me to know my end and what is the extent of my days, let me know how transient I am; after the burning in the heart comes out the prayer for help, I am just like that, I complain, I keep silent, I see my sin, I see my state, my wretched state, and then I pray for help, to know how transient I am; help me God to know the number of my days, and I see they are short, by design they are maybe 25,550.  I don't have a guarantee for tomorrow, I can die today or tonight, in my sleep; or a rock might fall from heaven and crush me; or stumble on my way to the garage in the morning and break my neck.

Surely my days are like hand breaths and my life is nothing before God, yes, every man at its best is but a vapor that ascends from the earth and disappears into nothingness, every man is altogether vanity; all my days are as grass; our lives are almost like an illusion; it seems like yesterday when I was holding both my girls in my arms, at the same time, now I can barely get out of bed.  Every man is a phantom he says, they make an uproar for nothing, amassing riches not knowing who will get them after they die; but my hope is in You, my God, you are my hope and my salvation, you are my rock of deliverance, my strong tower, my ever present help in time of need; all treasures are in You alone.

My hope is in You oh God, I wait patiently for your deliverance; deliver me oh King, deliver me from my transgressions, you know them all; every single one in every single day of my life, they are ever present before me, they have gone up to the top of my head, I'm sinking in the mire, deliver me so I will not be a reproach with the foolish, and the wicked; so that You will be praised, so that your glory and justice and grace may be proclaimed among the nations and exalted among the congregation of your saints.  My hope is in You because there is no one else who can deliver me, and because you are mighty to save.

I can't speak anymore, I cannot utter any words anymore because You have done it; Your hand has placed me here in this place, you reign oh God, who can counsel you, or ask You 'what are you doing'?  How can the thing molded reply against the potter, 'why are You making me thus'?  With reproofs you chasten a man for his iniquity, and make what is dear to him disappear, his beauty is consumed as a moth consumes a leaf, surely we are as nothing before you, we are even less than vapor, just a mist that dissipates in front of our eyes.  I am perishing because your hand of correction is on me, take this plague from me, and save me.

I'm a stranger in this world, just like those before me, we are just passing by on our way home; just like my predecessors, so give ears to my words and my prayer, listen to the sound of my tears falling in your bottle; they are tears of remembrance, tears of repentance; the fruit of your gift; I feel like a stranger with You, you seem so far, and my sin seems so unreal; have mercy upon me.  Don't look upon my breaking your law and going against your will, restore me so that I can smile again with the sense of being yours forever; restore unto me the joy of Your salvation before I die and cease to be in this world.

This is the prayer of a man after God's own heart, David the king, the chosen of the Lord; I often make his songs my prayers, and my meditation, God has burned them on my heart; when I pray David's words I pray God's own word, and I understand that He understands how I feel; every moment of every day God looks upon me, God thinks about me but not without reason.

The only reason why God has any condescension towards me is because He sees me in Christ, I have been united to Christ with that mystical union that cannot be broken, not even for a moment; my position is one of blessedness.  "Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ, according as He has chosen us in Him before the foundation of the world that we should be holy and without blame before Him in Love, having predestinated us unto adoption of children by Jesus Christ to Himself.."  And on and on Paul goes in his letter to the Ephesians. In the not distant past I could recite the whole section from verse 3 to 14, Ephesians 1:3-14 became my favorite passage of the bible since the first time I have ever read it, and over the years God has expounded it to my understanding with great benefit, and with great strengthening to my soul.

From my perspective everything looks bleak sometimes, and then I remember that today might be my last day upon this earth.  Did you see the lunar eclipse last night? April 14, 2014.  Yeap, the moon turned into blood, just like the bible talks about, I didn't see the whole thing but I saw the pictures this morning, the moon was red indeed; I painted it a few years ago and have it hanging on the wall of my garage: "The sun shall turn into darkness and the moon into blood before the great and terrible day of the Lord shall come"  Joel 2:31.  The sun is shining this morning so I know today is not that day, but it is coming for sure.

Have a beautiful day.


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12 years ago before there was a blog...






This is another draft I found in my control panel.  It dates back to 2007, right around where I was working hard at learning Greek, so you will see all those Greek words.  Some of it I have mentioned in other posts, but being redundant has never bothered me a bit.  You will also notice that back then I was already a Calvinist and I didn't know it.

I apologize for the long post but it really is a bunch of posts compiled together in a single file, this was before I ever started writing the blog on Blogger.com; the reason I am posting this is because these were what I called back then "thoughts of the blessed' and there are some very cool thoughts in here, if I may say so.  Of course you don't have to read but I appreciate it if you do, I am also doing it for the sake of preserving them for the future, I hope you get something cool out of this mess:


I am not a theologian or a teacher, just a thinker. Not everything I think is true or false, it just is, some thoughts of mine are based on truth, some are based on fiction, some are full of light and some are just dark and whoever reads can agree or disagree at any time. If you don't like what you read here, it's ok, you don't have to like it, if you don't agree, it's ok too, you don't have to agree, but know this: absolute truth can only be found in God. Apart from God there is only relative truth, darkness and confusion.

1. I have always found thinking to be an almost spiritual activity; it was not until I read the Bible ( or the Book, the message, the word of God, the sword of the spirit, etc) through phos, light, that I discovered that for me, a human, thinking is a privilege; and thinking the right way is a duty of the highest order.

So I was thinking, when I was six, and pondered why is my head located between my shoulders and at the very top of my body. Location, location. It is clear to me now.

I don't think that animals think, I think only humans think, animals and man are thought to possess that which is basic to the animal kingdom: psuche, soul, but humans are the only ones that possess pneuma, spirit; to really be able to think in the thinking sense I need pneuma since without it I cannot comprehend my own thoughts, I have no reasoning power without pneuma; some animals show signs of having the ability to reason since they can learn certain things, but is only a sign, that is why I cannot have a conversation with a dog, I can teach a dog to sit on demand through rewards, but it will not reason "oh I see, if I sit down I will get a cookie, but what if I'm not hungry? can I save the cookie for later?". Pneuma without phos is always in the dark, the result of the interaction of divine phos and pneuma has resulted ,in my case, in pisteou: faith, mental persuasion, the abundant life.

For a long time I was part of the new age way of thinking; specifically metaphysics.

In metaphysics the universe is thought of as an effect of thought; according to the dictionary, back in the 4th century BC, Aristotle wrote a treatise of the theological doctrine of causation (which I haven't read) showing by his actions that the school of thought of cause and effect was already in existence.

In contrast, Saul of Tarsus was a great expositor of divine logic, as in the concept that the wisdom of men is foolishness with God, and that not many wise, mighty and noble men are called, but the foolish and weak things of the world, the kosmos, have been chosen to confound the wise and mighty.

I consider that faith operates through thought, there is faith and then there is faith, the evidence of things not seen. Thoughts that I dwell upon always cause some kind of feeling, proving that the thought was the cause or the cause was the thought and the effect was the feeling or the feeling was the effect. Is syntaxis important? Should I say syntax? Yes, maybe.

Science as a method, cannot realize how thought operates, science only knows that information is transmitted via chemicals and electrical signals in the physical reality, in the gray matter, the rest is a faith issue. Enter quantum physics and it's theories. It is easier to believe in quantum physics because there is no accountability to the atom on my part.

But in a sense is true, my thoughts, the ones that I dwell upon, which are always pictures, will manifest themselves in the physical reality through feelings and actions. I can make myself laugh or cry just by thinking; these thoughts cause feelings, and these feelings cause my actions, eventually.

Saint Paul commanded to place my thinking life where Christ is, to think of whatever is pure, lovely and praise worthy, to be transformed by the renewing of my mind, to bring into captivity every thought into the obedience of Christ, notice it says the obedience of Christ, not of Jesus (of course Jesus is the Christ, but my point is how Paul was directed to write "the obedience of Christ", I think is because Jesus Christ is the only person who has actually been obedient one hundred percent; I might argue with myself that Jesus was all powerful and therefore he could be totally obedient, but I can defeat my own argument by thinking also that Jesus was completely human, so I have no excuse when I disobey in thinking what is wrong, am I the only one thinking about this?). David said "bless the Lord oh my soul (nephesh, psuche) and all that is within me (what is within me?), bless his holy name", you can probably do an hour bible study just on that statement. Read it for yourself, is all there.

Well, I'm only thinking, not trying to mislead anybody, neither trying to be understood, and in all this thinking vanity is found.

2. A great amount of my time is used thinking, as if I had nothing better to do. Indeed all issues of life stream out of the heart, where thinking takes place. The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked; who can know it? See the book of Jeremiah for the answer to that question.

So if I'm to trust in YHWH with all of my heart and lean not on my own understanding, I have to do it without thinking, that's when problems start, when I start thinking. The heart is deceitful and I'm supposed to apply all of it when trusting, therefore the heart has to be forced to be impartial, but the heart cannot be impartial without thinking, so I find that is impossible to stop thinking and so the heart must be submitted through thinking.  I don't know what I'm thinking, it is all crap.

Even when I am sleeping there is some kind of cerebral activity taking place, of course this is according to science, which in a sense doesn't mean there is thinking taking place when I'm sleeping, but dreaming instead. A mystery. There is the capability of dreaming when I'm sleeping, and thinking when I'm waking, can I think when I dream or have a dream about me thinking?

This is the constant battle between the spirit and the flesh. A matter of choice, as in not making a choice is choosing. I need wisdom to make the choice, the knowledge of how to regulate my relationship to YHWH, we all lack wisdom at one point in time, thinking usually derails my good intentions unless is regulated by wisdom.

Thinking is everything in my world because my world is perceived through my thinking, I want to think like YHWH thinks and submit the heart to him alone, I need to know who he is, his character, his way of doing things. I think I know, but the more I know, the more I know that I don't know. Who can know the magnitude (maybe not the correct word) of his holiness and the majesty of his love? I think I know, but I can only imagine because my brain is too small.

There is only one person who knows everything, because he is everything there is to know; his thoughts are pure and his thoughts towards me are more than can be numbered. He is the only person I know that can think about everybody at the same time and still keep focus, He doesn't get distracted or let his thoughts run wild, He doesn't drive himself crazy thinking about the past or what the future holds because He lives outside of time, or about what am I going to think of him; His heart is not deceitful, there is nothing wicked in him, in Him there is no darkness at all, He is light and love, his name is Jesus.

3. The mind will not stop, thoughts will not stop being created, images will constantly flow through the gauze of my mind; like a silent black and white movie that has no beginning and no end. Even when I practiced meditation in my tree hugging days, I could never put my mind in a blank; there was always something there being projected on the screen.

I don't remember what was before I was born, it's all dark. From the moment of my creation until I was about 3 years old, everything is dark; I start to remember from that age on because the world had been pounded into me by my mom and dad and brothers, their touch and their words, and the sounds of the world around me; by the transmission of the kosmos through my senses, by the cry of pigs being slaughtered and chirping chicken laying eggs.

There are pictures in my mind from that era, dimly floating through my memory; changing my little brother's diaper, being stung by a bee, riding my tricycle, stealing the hen's baby, hearing my grandpa's voice: "don't cry son", I don't remember why was I crying, but I couldn't stop, I could also hear myself crying, I stopped when I heard his voice, mainly because I got scared; he had a very deep voice, I thought it was God speaking.

I remember I met Jesus when I was about six; he loved me then as much as he does now, as much as he will ever do, the only physical image I had of him was Padre Solis, an old Salesian priest in my school, I could feel God in this old man, even though I was only a little boy; he gave me a pocket version of the Gospel of John, and I carried it in my backpack and I would read it. I believed everything John said, Jesus was more real then than now, I had faith that was not tainted by guile or deceit. And then I was in darkness until I was thirty years old. Yes, twenty four years of darkness seem like a bad dream, I don't remember many of those years, for some reason the files are corrupted and are not coming up to RAM.

One day I woke up, my eyes finally opened all the way and I beheld his glory, reflected by the sun, it was better than life, is not about me anymore, I thirst for the light of righteousness, I hunger for the emancipation of this flesh and mind into his complete holiness and freedom. Is coming. Someday it will appear, just like the sun rising in the morning, as sure as that.

It is a burden to take the world out of me, but the burden is light, not heavy that is; the yoke is easy. I have been given everything that pertains to life and godliness, all the phos I need is already there, inside of me, all I need to do is get out of the way, transform my heart by the renewing of my mind. Transform my paradigm, shift it by taking all that I am and surrender to the only reality that requires faith to be real, surrendered, taken to freedom through thinking and by grace through faith.

So here I am thinking again, there is no end to it, at least not in sight or in thought.

My affections are divided, I long to be free and at the same time I desire to see my girls and grand children grow up to be what YHWH designed them to be; it's a battle. It's also 3 in the morning, I need to stop thinking.

4. Words spoken without thinking are dangerous, thoughts that are left to run wild are dangerous. If I am to exercise self control, it has to start by controlling the thoughts in my mind; that is true alchemy, that indeed is being transformed by the renewing of my mind.

True self-control is found in the correct control of the thinking life, Jesus said that is not what defiles a man what goes into a man, but what comes out of the man; because what comes out of a man proceeds from the heart, which is deceitful above all things and desperately wicked.

It is not I who says good things, it is not me who thinks right and pure thoughts, or at least is not my heart, it has to be that part of me that has been created in the image of him who fills all in all, because is in him that I live and move and have my being. So the truth makes one free.

I watched rocky balboa today, in one scene rocky said to his son: "is not about how hard you can hit but about how hard you get hit and keep on going", I thought that was pretty good, that is what faith is all about, isn't it? He finally let out the things in the basement during the last round of his life. I was surprised to not hear a cuz word in this movie, and to not see an x rated scene or an allusion to sexuality. Very commendable in that respect, because it was nice to keep my mind clean, but I was disappointed to hear the prophet Jeremiah being misquoted, which defeated the purpose of the probable lofty intentions of sly the man. If that makes any sense at all.

How grateful am I for freedom of speech, and freedom of thought. I make judgments with my heart, the part that is deceitful, and one more day has passed away, maybe this was the last round of my life, I don't think that I fought today as if it was the last round of my life, if there is another round, I will confirm it tomorrow when I wake up, if I wake up.

5. UFOs unexplained, a paradox. When I lived in Guadalajara, Mexico, I saw this big blue ball of light flying through the sky at night, right after that, I saw an airplane flying in the same path, it was a lot smaller and it's lights blinked, this blue light was not an airplane, and no, I wasn't high on anything; my ex-wife didn't believe me, my oldest daughter believed me because she was about two years old.

Many other times I saw lights in the sky that moved in sharp angles, they looked like stars but brighter and were fast. The light would move two inches from my perspective, yeah relativity indeed, and then changed direction upward and then to the right and so forth, until it took off at an incredible speed, just like a shooting star. In fact I just had a dream in which I saw these fast moving lights again, what does it mean, if it means anything at all? Why am I seeing these lights in the sky in my dream?

I never really told this to anyone, except, later on, to a few people. I was scared, the unknown is always kind of freaky, mainly when it is dark sided. It turned out that one of my friends saw these lights also. I am not afraid anymore, I became a Christian and I never saw these lights anymore (except in my dream). The knowledge of the truth set me free.

When I was a practicing meta-physician I used to see a beam of light shooting from the top of people's heads, it was weird, sometimes the walls looked like they were pulsating, kind of vibrating, I was drawn toward the supernatural since I was a child, I didn't have normal thoughts, at least not for a child. But again, I used to hug trees when I ate peyote.

Today, I don't have normal thoughts, I am constantly struggling to make them my slaves and conform them to my will, the problem is that sometimes, most of the time I should say, my will is twisted, the heart is deceitful above all things indeed; right out of area 51.

6. DO I know YHWH? I think I do. Part of my knowing is actually based on experience, which is subjective, and part of it is based on what he has chosen to reveal to me, which is also part of my experience but requires faith up to a certain point, I say this because after faith becomes real, then YHWH starts revealing himself in doing things that he will not do without me praying for them.

I have read the book many times, and when I say book it means the bible, which means book, and every time I do I find something new. Only the bible is living and powerful and sharper than a two-edged sword, it indeed pierces down into the division of soul and spirit and of marrow and bone, deep, way deep; and it is a discerner of the thoughts and the intents of the heart.

When I put my thoughts right next to it, it just shows me that His thoughts are not my thoughts; I have to make his thoughts my thoughts, how can I live any other way? How can I know YHWH any other way?

I read there that he will never leave me nor forsake me, and then my experience has confirmed that. I read that he loves me with an everlasting love, my beating heart confirms that; I read that he is perfect in every way, my constant falling confirms it. I read that he is faithful and just to forgive me of all my sins and cleanse me from all unrighteousness, my confession settles that. He is more than good.

The thought of lighting up a candle and then putting it in a secret place is ludicrous, is so ridiculous is funny. Why would anybody light up a candle and then hide it? The idea, besides being stupid, is also dangerous, and it doesn't make any sense at all. The smart and common sense thing to do is to put it on a candle stick, that is an original idea to illustrate how my life should be, only Jesus could think of something like that, very clever.

The same as being given a thousand bucks and then bury them in the ground, these kind of ideas are so out of reality that they force me to know how YHWH thinks, and what he wants because Jesus is the express image of his glory, basically the logos.

I think I know YHWH, but only two of my neurons know him, the rest are constantly rebelling, at least the ones that are left, not very many. The rest of my cells are dying in ignorance, I need to be born again.

7. How many times must I be born? Be born twice, die once. That is what the bible says about me, is not like that for everyone of course. What does it really mean? To be born. Jesus said that a seed must die to live, that I cannot understand the things of the kingdom of the spirit unless I am born once more, born of the spirit.

I am a dying seed, the seed of Adam, the seed of Abe; my grandmother was Jewish, she was born is Costa Rica, her dad and mom were German, but she was Jewish. Clara was her name, she married Amado, my grandpa.

He was a trippy guy, a studied guy. He studied astronomy, he studied homeopathy, he studied Latin, and he studied the book, the Reina-Valera version. I found his book in the book shelf, I was probably 4 or 5 and I used to read everything that had letters, the pages were full of notes he made on the margins. He had beautiful writing, it was more penmanship than writing, it was captivating.

That is the reason I was drawn to the bible, his notes. I used to wonder why he wrote all those notes on the margins, and little arrows pointing to certain verses and words, references to other verses, some were underlined with a red pencil. I would guess that he didn't have a concordance so he was working on his own, at one point he was a Rosicrucian or should I say rosacruzian? He was into all that in his searching, I know he was searching, and I am sure he found what he was searching for before he died.

My grandma was very quiet, I wish I had the vision to have spent more time with her, the same applies to my father, to my brothers, to my grandchildren, to my daughters.

I have to be born everyday, everyday I feel like I am being born, like I am giving birth to myself every morning, is a painful reality this world; this dying seed has to be sown into the ground one day, then I will be really awake.

What about you? Yeah, you, the one reading this, do you think you made it this far by coincidence? I don't think so. I said it before, you are here by design, just like me. If you are reading this, it only means one thing to me: your search is over, YHWH is all you and I need.

Some people, millions of them, will never read these words. Some people don't need to read these words because they already know.

I got born the second time by what I thought was choice, actually it was my only choice since nothing else was working on my alcoholism and drug addiction, it was a good thing I believed in reincarnation, it saved me from killing myself, I didn't want to come back to do it all over again after I blew my brains out; that is what I believed: I was stuck in this reincarnation wheel, the only way to get out of it was by being perfect most of the time, so that I would attain a higher level the next time I was born, basically, more good karma than bad karma. My book says that it is appointed for man once to die and then the judgment.

8. Citizenship is a privilege. I became a US citizen in the year two thousand, I sworn an oath with my hand on my chest, looking at the US flag and with the constitution in my other hand, along with fifteen hundred other people. I was born into this country then, I became another number in the system. I became a different kind of citizen back in 1989, I was born into a country with no borders, no democracy and no darkness. I was chosen before the big bang, in a singularity of thought, no one can take that away, I cannot renounce it, I'm stuck with it forever.there is no certificate to prove it but there is a seal inside of me, like a candle that has been lit and that never burns off and can never be snuffed out.

9. NASA is planning on planting a base on the moon; plans are already being executed to start the mission, first there is a satellite, the L-Cross satellite, that is supposed to plot a map of the moon's surface so they can decide which is the ideal place for the lunar base. Of course they are also looking into finding oxygen, not only because is necessary for breathing but because oxygen is also rocket fuel.

Then there is the water issue, since there are no rivers on the moon, the only possible source of water is ice, they think that ice might be found in the moon's south pole, inside a crater that has never seen the light of the sun. Since they cannot get into the crater, they plan to launch a school bus-sized ram into the crater via a rocket, and thus create an immense cloud of dust so that the satellite can scan the dust for oxygen bearing minerals. They have the technology of being able to analyze the soil's components by analyzing the light they reflect. Amazing.

In order to do excavations on the moon, specifically on ice, they are designing a drill bit that can drill at -320F, so they designed a drill bit and went to the arctic to test it. They spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on this, part of that money was mine, I pay taxes.

Another issue is bringing robots to the moon, to do the work. NASA has the robonaut, a cool looking robot with four legs that has this super-intelligent brain and that is supposed to work along the astronauts, maybe even give them a massage when needed. Lockheed Martin is spear heading the project of the robotic helpers.

All this is just the beginning, the satellite will be in orbit, lunar orbit by next year, 2008; in the meantime, and since I'm thinking about satellites, politicians in Mexico are already using a subcutaneous implant, basically a micro chip, so they can be tracked if they are kidnapped. Back in 1989 I listened to a tape by some dude back in New Zealand that was talking about these implants, they basically are designed to fit inside a hypodermic needle, and are self-powered. Motorola was already launching, back then, thirty or more low-orbiting satellites to "improve cellular communications", and they were planning to use these satellites to track the micro-chips, the original plans were to use them on animals, in fact you can now chip your dog so you can find it if he runs away with the tramp, or with the lady, it all depends on your dog's sexual inclination, but they extended the experimentation to humans, and finally, and according to the news (I actually read this on the newspaper a few years back), a whole family, I think their last name was Simpson, yeah, it was the Simpsons, volunteered to have the chips implanted and they, the micro-chips, are finally expanding throughout the world.

You can have one if you have the money to pay for it, since they are reserved for the privileged few, very soon they are going to be free, since you will not be able to buy or sell anything without it, you will not be able to leave home without it, just like American Express. In fact, ours is becoming a cashless society, everything is transmitted via electronics or magnetic strips, I don't even carry cash anymore, my ATM card is so worn out that it has cracked in the middle, having a micro-chip implanted would be so convenient, I wouldn't have to worry about carrying a wallet with an ID and a credit card, just swipe my hand through the scanner and there it is, "welcome to the moon Mr P". Imagination is the mother of invention, read Revelation 13 for that matter, revelation, that is. I run the risk of being misinterpreted here, and that is OK since my opinion is always subject to interpretation, of course Revelation 13 is not my opinion, I hope it happens soon, and I'm thinking selfishly because of my belief.

10. We all have ears inside. YHWH has given me many gifts, one of them is to know certain things just by looking into the eyes of people, specially those whom I love. To all internal ears have been given, we all hear his calling at one point or another, we know we are being wooed, like a lover. God in his infinite love calls us out of the darkness, but we refuse to hear because we are in love with the world. He will eventually stop calling, according to his love and justice.

I can see that my mind is fragmented, but I have to use it to come to unity. This comedian I saw on TV said that he heard an ad about a bladder control awareness program, and observed that if you have a bladder control problem you are probably aware of it already; I laughed because that's the way we are, we know we have a problem and know what the thing to do is, but still seek the counsel of this world. We deceive ourselves and think is condensation.

Blessed is the man that walks not according to the counsel of the ungodly. Who is godly? They all like sheep have gone astray, there is not one good, no, not one. Jesus is godly, he asked the pharisees "who of you can convict me of sin?", that's pretty wild. If I asked the same question it would be in vain.

11. The thoughts of the blessed are not always blessed. So it happens that in this world I have been promised to have tribulation, but I am supposed to be of good cheer, be of good cheer and have good thoughts, have faith in what has been promised because Joshua is the same yesterday, today and forever.

I look back at the past and find many instances where YHWH had me covered in his grace and mercy, it is because of his great mercy that I am not consumed. Everyday I betray myself through my actions, I deny my state in the way that I think, whatever a man sows that shall he also reap, said Paul the Saint of Tarsus, cause and effect. It is therefore, crucially important that I sow what is right, what is pure and noble, praise-worthy, of good report and lovely.

Listening to Phil Keaggy makes me think of immortality, Cinemascapes is the album, he deserves to be promoted here, just because his guitar playing is jazzy and godly. I'm never going to die, I'm going to live forever, and I can only imagine what is going to be like in the other side.

The physical reality and the spiritual reality are only separated by the thin veil of my faith, Jesus said he is the door, there is no other access except through him. Those who know him take action and accomplish great things, like raising children or just being a good father or a good husband, or just being a good worker, or  just being forgiven.

I only have one friend that is completely reliable, trustworthy, pure in his thoughts, his name is YHWH, his name is I am who exists, his is the name that is above all names, he loves me no matter what I do, no matter how many times I betray him.

12. Paul was right when he said that the things I want to do I don't do and the things I don't want to do those I do, what a drag. That is just the way it is while I'm in this prison of the flesh; so he said that those who are His, those who belong to Christ, have crucified the flesh with its lusts and desires.

Crucifixion of the flesh, death by torture to the flesh, not an easy thing to do because the heart is part of it. They discovered, or at least they think, ('they' are the modern scientists); that there is this part of the brain called the amigdala that senses when something is changing in the body or in my world, and is in charge of resisting change by sending these electrochemical signals to the neurons, so when all the neurons sense there is imminent change my whole being resists it. Makes sense. That is why it takes 21 days to create a habit. That is why we don't come to God in the first place, because we think that he is going to spoil our fun.

Alpha: The first letter of the alphabet, that is where we get our "a" letter, Jesus is the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end, in Him is the beginning and the end of everything. The Gospel of John describes Him as the Logos, the intelligent expression of God, YHWH taking the form of a man and expressing himself in the person of Jesus everything was created through him, by him and for him.
Evolution is a theory that has not been proven; for me, it takes more faith to believe that humans evolved than to believe that humans were created, but that is just my dogma, if you want to see it like that.

Samson was the strongest man that has ever existed, physically, he probably had the weakest mind, we are all the same, strong and weak at the same time, there is only one source of strength, true strength, the strength to stand firm under trial, the power of the living spirit of YHWH.

Deception leads to darkness,
weakness into pride,
the philistines are coming,
conquering this man.

The light has turned to shadows,
his eyes have been plucked out,
a broken heart has hurt him,
there are no tears to cry.

The grudge he holds within him,
has caused him to be blind,
the bulk of unforgiveness
tripped him in the dark.

Two pillars hold him down:
his arrogance and pride,
there is no one else to turn to,
no one hears him cry.

And then he cries for mercy,
his heart has come apart,
he knows that God can hear him,
and give him a new start.

The King now hears from heaven,
he hears this lonely man,
and sends his word to heal him,
no one can understand.

God's grace has come upon him,
the spirit filled his heart,
the shackles have been broken,
his face now bears a smile.

Sometimes I feel just like Samson, the appeal of this world is strong and sometimes I get conquered by myself, the wicked side of it, at the end of the day is always the grace of YHWH that makes me smile. So I wrote that little poem one day as it flowed through my brain.

Thinking indeed is a privilege, a misused one.

Beta: Time is a physical property of the universe, nothings works without time. Time is one of those things that require faith to believe but I often take for granted; I have, unconsciously, tried to ignore time because in my mind it is a long line that ends somewhere in the future, sometime, or somewhere on that line there is a point with a number attached to it, my constant moving present will end at that point in time, a time already appointed by YHWH; I contemplate the essence of this life in a constant moving present moment, this very moment becomes the past in the next one, which is the future, it is a thin line between past and future, the present is a very thin line, a moment thick.

The present is all that is really real, but so fleeting, the rest of the time is either in the past or in the future, my existence keeps on moving in this sliding ruler. Solomon was right, all is vanity, what really matters, and the bottom line is to fear YHWH and keep his word, without that, everything is vain.

There is a lot involved in this, the fear here is not only the fear of stepping outside of obedience but fear of being separated from God, it is good to know that there is nothing that can separate me from the love of God which is in Christ.

YHWH moved in the spirit of men to inspire them to write what he thinks, my pastor was just talking about this on Sunday, and so there would be no space in the earth to contain all the books about the words of Joshua while he was here, that is what the book of John says. For some reason I like the sound of Joshua better than the sound of Jesus, even though they mean the same thing: YHWH is salvation, and YHWH is I am who exists, so YHWH and Joshua are the same person, salvation exists, always, forever.

I have friends that I have called several times and I haven't received a call back yet, I'm not thinking this because my friend is not a good friend but because we all think about our priorities, the world that we have created by our decisions attacks us and we loose perspective of what matters most, which in all cases is relationships, I know I will get a call back because I do exactly the same, a friend calls and I get too busy to call back.

I have called on YHWH and he has responded within half an hour, actually his reply is always immediate but it took half of an hour in my time, in my reality, to see his answer. He is such a good friend, he is the best friend that I have, he loves me no matter what, I don't think that I am such a good friend to him though, sometimes I completely and irreverently ignore him, just like my friends do, not intentionally, we just get too busy in our own little worlds, we think the universe revolves around us, ha, not really, but yes really. Of course he cannot be treated like he was some kind of celestial dude friend of mine, he is awesome in power and holy beyond understanding, majestic in love and just as a righteous judge.

My present rapidly dissipates into the future, with no possible control, so it seems. Going back to cause and effect, it is by my thoughts that I can somehow define the future moment, it is just a chain of events that are based on the previous events, those events are based on previous thoughts, is just like doing maintenance on a car, you change the oil, give it a tune up, etc, doing so causes the the machine to last longer, it will eventually require the replacement of parts, and then eventually, will cease to function all together. You got to gas it to keep it running.

Ignoring the maintenance requirements will always cause the machine to deteriorate faster. Life in this cosmos is always subjected to the laws of nature, entropy is always in operation, just like gravity and time, the system is like a great clock winding down, everything goes from order to disorder unless some input is given to it, just like the car, all up to a point. The apparent mystery is when things happen that I could not have determined by my actions or my thoughts, then I often reason that they are part of the plan to bring forth my righteousness as the noon day, if I could only see that more often.

In the real reality, the spiritual reality, is the other way around, I'm going from disorder into order, the work of YHWH it is. Such is the life of the blessed. Chaos into order, darkness into light, ignorance and foolishness into knowledge and wisdom, defeat into victory, turmoil into peace, denial into acceptance, death unto life.

Science has calculated that the earth is about 4.5 billion years old, that is like driving from NY to San Fransisco and every millimeter between them is equivalent to one year in a time line. That is a lot of time.

In the 1700's, James Usher determined that the earth and time began about 4000 BC, he did this by calculating how long the time genealogies in the bible lasted. There was a good reason why he went to the bible to find out, it was the best historical document and the best source of information. Just like Cristobal Colon commonly known as Christopher Columbus knew the earth was round, because it says so in Isaiah 40. Check it out.

Scientists have discovered that time can be slowed down or sped up, for example they came up with this device that flashes a series of numbers at a certain speed, and then attached it to the wrist of a volunteer that was allowed to free fall from a height of 12 stories, during the fall the guy was supposed to look at the screen of this machine and see if he could read the numbers, normally he couldn't read them because they were flashing on the screen so fast that he could only see a solid blur of light; and so it happened that after the fall, he landed on his back on a net, he said he could read the numbers when he was falling.

This all relates to the fact that when people are in danger, everything slows way down, almost like slow motion, in the book of Joshua, chapter 10, Joshua, Moses' successor, is called to help the men of Gibeon since the Amorites where going to attack them, so Joshua travels all night to get there and then fights the Amorites all day, it was a hard thing because he knew he had the victory and that no Amorite would survive but he was running out of time, Joshua needed more time to win so he asks YHWH to hold the sun and the moon in their places, and so it happened that the sun did not move for a whole day. It says there that a day like that had never happened and will not happen again. That day Joshua's present was extended, the earth stopped turning for one day, time stopped running.

There is a guy in the UK, his name is Clyde, that does not remember anything after a few seconds, so every time his daughter enters the room he acts like it is the first time he sees her after years, if she asks him a question, he answers but in the process he forgets what the question was. The little dog I take care of, Rosco, acts the same way, I can leave the room and come back in a few seconds and he will say hi to me again. Of course I wasn't trying to compare Clyde to Rosco, even though I just did.

An experiment performed by some time-studying scientists, showed how time perception is altered by the use of drugs. They had 3 rats that were trained to push a lever exactly after 12 seconds of being placed in a cage, after pressing the lever they would get rewarded by getting a tasty rat treat. If the rats would press the lever too late or too soon they wouldn't get a rat treat, it had to be at exactly 12 seconds or nothing would come out.

So they got two of the rats loaded, one with marijuana and the other with cocaine, the third rat was clean and sober, so they placed the rats in their cages and the rat that was clean and sober got her treat after exactly 12 seconds, the one on pot did not get a treat because she took too long to press the lever, the one on coke pressed the lever too soon.

There is this fish, called grunion that comes to Newport beach every year at the same time, I guess they come to the California coast for that matter, they get there within a window of 2 hours, hundreds of thousands of grunions mate on the beach in 2 hours every year at the same time, they are never late, they don't use a map, a "gee pee s" or anything to know where they should go.

Back in the 70's a french man called LeCief, lived in a cave for 2 months with no watch or any references to time, he measured all his activities and called people on the outside when he ate, slept or went to the bathroom. Even without a time measuring device or reference, his body knew exactly when to rest and do what he needed to do, he had an internal clock, just like everything else in the universe.

After all this years they have discovered (or so they think, -they being the scientists that are studying this subject) that in the middle of our brains we have about twenty thousand cells that form what appears to be the internal human clock, it regulates the time for us; but time is a lot more than a perception; it has been proven that time can be slowed down or sped up. Time's speed is apparently linked to the speed of light, which is three hundred thousand kilometers per second, or one hundred and eighty six thousand three hundred miles per second, is fast, like a moment of time in my world.

Gamma: Phos means light. While I was in the shower I was just thinking of a place without time, there is no night there, since there are no days there is no night, kind of like in Alaska where sometimes the sun does not go down behind the earth, I should say that sometimes the earth spins with the arctic circle facing the sun, the place I was thinking about is a place with no darkness, no shadows, there is no sun, only the Son lighting everything up with his phos, the creator of light is the light of everything, nothing is hidden to him even now. His name is I am who exists, YHWH is salvation, the phos of the world, the creator of the universe, the one that said 'let there be a big bang' and there was a big bang.

Phos is a peculiar form of energy in this physical world, studies have demonstrated that light can behave as a particle and as a wave, a particle, a photon, can bounce off the wall, actually photons bounce off everything I see, what my eyes can see is the different colors of the spectrum of light. I'm not going to think and talk about the eye and the optic nerve, and the way it interacts with the brain, is just amazing, no amount of evolution could have created something like the eye, but light can also behave like a wave, a different vibration in the wave of light gives me infra red, gamma radiation, x-rays, etc.

Gamma rays are basically created from the interaction of high energy photons and is considered to be an electro-magnetic form of radiation, or light emissions, waves of a specific frequency produced from sub-atomic particle interaction. The trip about this is that gamma rays penetrate flesh very easily, they say that gamma rays possess tissue penetrating properties, therefore they are used in medicine to do CT scans, this works by injecting a gamma-emitting radio-isotope like technetium-99 into the body and then take a picture of the light that is being emitted by the technetium-99.

I witnessed this procedure being performed in my own body so I know this is true, I saw the pictures, very trick. Gamma radiation is also used to sterilize foods like meat, and to kill bacteria in medical equipment, I know because I used to work in the biotechnology field and they used gamma-radiated bags to fill different compounds. Gamma rays can even cause cancer when DNA is affected by them.

Jesus said I am the light of the world, you can draw your own analogies here, or wait until I'm done thinking, next is salt.

But first, this piece of news: Friday the twenty second day of the month of June of the year of our Lord two thousand and seven, UK. Aurigny Airlines captain Ray Bowyer, 50, say he spotted a mile long UFO while flying over the channel islands in England, 2 of his passengers confirmed the report, later another object was seen by the same people while the plane approached Guernsay, they affirmed the object was a smaller object than the one they saw before, but it could have been the same one just farther. Another pilot with the Blue Islands airline, has confirmed the report as well as a pilot flying close to Alderney also saw the cigar shaped object in the sky.

I would like to know what are these lights they saw flying, in Christian circles it is said that this is demonic activity, like I said before, I have also seen this kind of lights in the sky over Guadalajara, Mexico, and they will certainly freaked me out when I saw it, is one of those things that I will never forget. I would like to ask the pilot what kind of weed was he smoking before he saw the lights, but he probably would say he didn't smoke anything, and even swear that he was sober, which makes me wonder.

Scientists have calculated a decrease in the speed of light over the past few decades, it just makes sense, everything is slowing down, just like the big spring of time loosing tension.

Delta: Sodium chloride, vulgo salt, is a peculiar substance, sodium chloride is so abundant in the earth that is used for all kinds of things. There are seventy eight million metric tons of salt in every cubic kilometer of sea water. The chemical formula is NaCl, which is made of Natrium and Chlororum, Sodium and Chlorine. The real trip about salt is that is made of two substances with very different characteristics than salt itself.

Sodium by itself is a poison, it is also explosive when exposed to water; chlorine is by itself corrosive.  Sodium chloride has a neutral PH and its structure is crystalline when viewed under a microscope, actually a sodium chloride crystal is a perfect cube and is completely clear, make sure you make yourself a mental picture of this.

It is very interesting to me that Jesus chose the term 'salt of the earth' to describe us....
The implications are surprising, did I mention salt is formed of perfect cubic crystals? What about the idea that this perfect cubic crystal refracts light into the many frequencies of the spectrum, an awesome array of beauty and power. If I am the light of the world, as Joshua said, and the salt of the earth, also, as he said; can I reflect the beauty of the light of YHWH through the perfect cubic crystals of the salt of my existence? I think is possible, is not only possible but designed that way. No reflection will occur if the salt has lost its flavor, the loss of flavor turns into corrosiveness and turbidity and then the salt becomes only good but to step on it. No flavor no reflection.

How long does it take for the salt to loose its flavor? I don't think time itself will cause the salt to loose its flavor, I think it is more the interaction of the salt with other things, but I could be wrong. There are only two things the salt will turn into when decomposed: bitterness and corrosiveness, I don't like either one of them and I don't think that anybody likes them either, or neither, whatever. The fact is that salt can reflect light because is a cubic crystal in structure, just like the new Jerusalem. Am I the only one thinking about this? Provocative it is, more in the sense of causing awe, that Jesus chose the most powerful and common elements of the earth to describe me, he thinks I'm special, so special that he died in my place; no amount of gratitude will ever be enough to compensate for that. I want to shine.

Epsilon:

Breath on me, restore my soul

make me live, make me whole

touch my heart, renew my mind

hold my hand and lift me up.

Fill my life, speak your words

hold me tight and heal my bones.

Take me where your presence is

give me faith so you'd be pleased.

Rain on me, your awesome grace

free me Lord and brake these chains.

The God-man spat on the ground, mixing heaven and earth, anointing the eyes of the blind breaking his religion, and causing him to see. The works of God displayed on man that day, the power of that moment is evident today.

You came down from heaven

and split time in two

men have seen your glory

and filled their minds with you.

You came down from heaven

and took my sin upon you

we now seek your glory

and turn our hearts to you.

You reached down from heaven,

and gave me all of you

I have felt your mercy

I now live for you.

Now we feel your presence

and fill our hearts with praise

we now seek your holiness

make us more like you.

In the practice of the instructions given, power is found to overcome; in the retraction of the thoughts and the intents of the heart the freedom of the will is found.

August has always been the hottest month in southern California, at least for me; is hot, sticky, miserable weather for this body of mine, but I am grateful for it.....and September is coming, so more thanks are to be given for the lack of AC.

Gratitude is the only way by which I can draw near to God, and so I am grateful, very very grateful.

This morning, while I was looking at a hummingbird, I felt the presence of God in me and beside me, it was so intense that I broke down weeping in thanksgiving. How can I give thanks for what I don't have? For loosing everything? It's a purifying experience, and so freeing. It draws me close to him.

Zeta: Greek letters do not have the same order as my alphabet. Greek is a fascinating language, one word can express so much, Greek words usually have deep meanings, significance not seen in our language, biblical Greek just makes it so out of reality but more real than regular Greek. I know I'm not making any sense but I know what I mean.

I have this hunger for knowledge that is almost physical, knowledge puffs up though, so I have to be careful not to become arrogant and prideful, even then my knowledge is so limited. I want knowledge of the holy, knowledge of the supernatural, and I find myself tied down to the physical reality and to the pain of my existence, and there is joy in it.

I don't want time to run, and it keeps on running, and the number of my days keeps on getting bigger, or smaller, depending on what perspective I'm using. If I have 70 years to live, that is 25,550 days, and so if I am 48 years old, I have only 8,030 days left or about 268 months or about 1,147 weeks, I am sure I'm not living for the weekend so I have to make these eight thousand days something worth living for.

192,720 hours left to breath, if I take a breath every 2 seconds then I can only breath about five million seven hundred and eighty one thousand six hundred breaths, it sounds like a lot of air going in and out of my body, how much air is contained in a single breath? I can probably calculate it but I'm getting overwhelmed thinking about it.

Another way to look at it is to calculate how many times will my heart beat in the next 22 years, so if my heart beats a at rate of 90 beats per minute, that is 90 times 1,440 minutes in a day equals 129,600 beats per day, multiplied by 8,030 days equals about 1.04 billion beats per 22 years, that is a lot of beating of my heart, of which I have no control over, it can stop in the next sixty seconds for all I know.

Mind boggling thoughts these are. I'm tired but grateful that I have a beating heart, no heart-no thoughts, no thoughts-no faith, a real tragedy to not have a beating heart.

Eta: Time is so fleeting, here I am after 3 months of being away, it seems that it was yesterday when I last visited with my thoughts. I haven't stopped thinking though, I saw one of those moving stars yesterday. I wonder what those are.

So think yourself into existence, and in all your thinking seek the knowledge of the Holy; we are made in His image but not all people believe it. Have you ever wondered why is it that some people believe and others don't?

If Christianity is a myth, a story someone made up, if Jesus is not real, if God doesn't exist; then we are, of all people, the most miserable and we will be disappointed when we die. But if it is all real, and there is a heaven and a hell, and eternal life, and eternal death; then we are fortunate, no, blessed, in reality fortune doesn't exist, I should say we are blessed for believing this stuff.

How can you live your life without acknowledging that God is real? Have you ever thought about why we write the date the way we do? Jesus Christ is the reason we are aware of what day is today; all the world acknowledges Him when they write the date on a piece of paper, or a check or a letter. All the news agencies do the same.

Like I said in my little poem above, Jesus split time in two; and He has chosen some to be in the kingdom, that is what the bible says; Jesus said He is the only way to heaven, either He was a liar, or crazy, or He is right; I think He is right.

Have a nice day.




05 June 2019

God is at work in me to will and to perform....(Is He?)


 Jeremiah 23:29  Is not my word like as a fire? saith the LORD; and like a hammer that breaketh the rock in pieces?




Unpublished from last year:

My life is probably at the 80% limit right now, I will be 60 years old next month, my grand daughter will be 15 at the end of January, and my dog is probably around 12 years old if you're interested; I am of course.

Soon, and I expect it to be soon if God wills, I will be 80 years old and I hope I will have great grand children by then, I can't wait for that time.  Then I can go home and see my King.

What I am not looking forward at all is saying goodbye to my mom, I spent most of the last year with her (she nursed me back to life) and even though she's still healthy in many ways, I know she will one day depart from this world.  When my dad passed away I was devastated, I cannot imagine what I am to go through when she goes to see Jesus; a lot of people are going to be sad that day.

That is my only comfort, that she will see Jesus face to face; I don't know anyone, and I mean anyone, not even pastors, who is more Christian than my mom.  She loves Jesus, and she thinks and behaves like it.  I love watching her lack of guile.

Do you ever think about these things? Death, and dying?  I do, mostly since I was born again, literally, during the 2017 Christmas season; I was actually dead and God brought me back.  I never experienced pain so intense before, the screws in my left leg and the titanium plate in my neck are nothing in comparison to what I felt.  I thank God for morphine, and opiates; and I thank Him also for the pain.  How would I know what true relief is if I never experienced any pain or the need for relief?  It is impossible to know joy without suffering.

This last year, I barely read my bible, I feel like I didn't need to (but I do); the bible was rolling in my brain constantly, I just checked and I still have Psalm 1 and Psalm 23 in my memory, a lot of proverbs and many many verses, I can almost quote the first 14 verses of Ephesians 1 word for word; the word is written in the tablet of my heart, just like it says in Proverbs.  That is what 30 years of reading at least once per day does to the brain.  I guess I took a break from church and bible, but one thing is for sure, and it is also very strange, I did not stop believing, I still think and behave accordingly, most of the time.

I am kidding.

No I am not kidding, it is true; I haven't been at church for at least 2 years, maybe more; people turned me off, people who say they are Christians turned me off.  I didn't want to, but it happened, I guess I got tired of the motions, and the games, and the clicks, and the human heart's deceitfulness, I am not surprised since I have the exact same tendencies.  One day soon I will go back to church, somewhere where the brethren are, and the sisters.  I miss the fellowship of the saints.

All that said, I am a sinner saved by grace and I am very grateful that Christ did what I could never do by myself; I am grateful for all the people He has put in my life, for my family and my friends, I am grateful for forgiveness, for grace, and mercy, for divine and brotherly love.

I don't have a guarantee that I will wake up tomorrow morning, so I have to say and ask this: if I have ever offended you in any way, or disappointed you, or irritated you, or bothered you with my thoughtless, inconsiderate and selfish words and actions, please forgive me.  I really mean it, I am sorry.

That is the problem with us humans, even when we call ourselves Christians, we will always disappoint one another at any given time, this also proves what the bible says about the human condition, that we are fallen, and imperfect, and egotistical.  I thank God for grace, it is an amazing thing.

I spent Christmas with my brother and my mom in Kansas City, it was a great time but I really missed my kids and grand kids, I felt divided, it is hard to explain; still I don't regret it, I had a lot of fun and enjoyed my mom's cooking again.

One day my nephew and his wife came to visit and as usual we started talking about God, the conversation soon turned into a doctrine discussion.  I raised the point that, as the bible declares, the only reason we can even please God is because He gives us the grace to do what is pleasing to Him; I used is this as the starting point:

Philippians 2:12-13  Wherefore, my beloved, as ye have always obeyed, not as in my presence only, but now much more in my absence, work out your own salvation with fear and trembling.  (13)  For it is God which worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure.

I really hope you see what I see, which is what I hope it really says, Paul is saying that we should work out our salvation because God is working in us to do it.  Basically it is describing the work of grace in our lives, we have an obligation to work out our salvation, meaning that we are to make an effort to apply whatever is good and noble and of good report, etc; and that we bear fruit in our lives because it is the work of God to begin with.  God is the One who began the work and He will complete it.

In other words, the fact that we ever do anything that is pleasing to God after we are saved is because God is working in us to will and to perform what is pleasing to Him; indeed, the fact that we even want to walk with Jesus is because, according to these verses, God is working in us to have that desire to walk with Jesus, and not only to desire to walk with Him but to actually walk with Him.

God works in you, both to will and to do of His good pleasure, and what is His good pleasure?  That you do His will, and what is His will for you?  Your sanctification.  To me the bible is clear about that, for example:

1Th 4:3-5  For this is the will of God, even your sanctification, that ye should abstain from fornication:  (4)  That every one of you should know how to possess his vessel in sanctification and honour

It is also the will of God that you would be thankful in all things:

1Th_5:18  In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.

I am sure there are more verses that talk about the will of God, but I digress, God is at work in me to have the will to do His will, and the fact that I actually do it is because He caused me to do it (Greek Energeo,worked effectually), otherwise I would never do it because my nature is a human nature which is opposed to God, and it can never be subject to the law of God, indeed it can't, see Romans 7 and 8.

I was then told that I am wrong and that God has nothing to do with me doing what pleases Him, that it is I who does it and that the will is mine not God's.  I was shocked.

I tried to reason with them, I pulled the bible out of my phone and showed them the scripture, still I was told that what I am reading is not what the bible says and that, by the way, there is only one will of God and that it is that I am saved and that's it.  They didn't want to reason with me about grace, it is I who does it, not God.

Do you see what kind of turn off this is?  No willingness to look in the book and divide the words and extract the real meaning, in fact the reverse was true according to them, she (my nephew's wife) actually made the verse say that it is my will and not God's that is in play here. 

It is my will willing, but I am willing because God is at work in me giving me the inclination to will and to perform of His good pleasure, but she would have none of it.  I had to stop the conversation since I was starting to get frustrated and I really love these kids, I didn't want to lose my patience.

Now, forget about everything I have said to this point and look at those verses in Philippians 2, and tell me, what does it say? And what gives God more glory?  That He is at work in me to will and to perform of His good pleasure, or that I am the one who is willing to perform of His good pleasure without His help, which is in fact impossible?  The answer is obvious, is it not?

The real issue here is not that they are wrong, or right, the issue is that what they are saying is what they have been taught in their church and they would not even reason and look at the scriptures with me, their minds were made up to be right no matter what.

Am I wrong?  Is what I see in these verses the wrong idea?  Is what I think the bible says not really what it says?  If I am wrong and I have the wrong doctrine, then I want to know the truth, I want to know what those verses really mean, I honestly want to know.  Please tell me.

And while you are at it, pondering, please tell me what this means:

Proverbs 21:1  The king's heart is in the hand of the LORD, as the rivers of water: he turneth it whithersoever he will.


Have a beautiful day.

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