Wednesday, June 29, 2005
O MY FRIENDS!
Have ye forgotten that true and radiant morn, when in those hallowed and blessed surroundings ye were all gathered in My presence beneath the shade of the tree of life, which is planted in the all-glorious paradise? Awe-struck ye listened as I gave utterance to these three most holy words: O friends! Prefer not your will to Mine, never desire that which I have not desired for you, and approach Me not with lifeless hearts, defiled with worldly desires and cravings. Would ye but sanctify your souls, ye would at this present hour recall that place and those surroundings, and the truth of My utterance should be made evident unto all of you.
O MY SERVANT!
Thou art even as a finely tempered sword concealed in the darkness of its sheath and its value hidden from the artificer's knowledge. Wherefore come forth from the sheath of self and desire that thy worth may be made resplendent and manifest unto all the world.
Who am I? Where do I come from? Why am I here?
What is my essence, my true self?
- posted by dan @ 5:56 PM | | 0 rocks in pond
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Lions and Dragons
Parables hide meaning from those whose pride and arrogance renders them deaf and blind. The nature of a Parable is to "place one thing by the side of another; to compare with another in likeness, similitude." Jesus is King of Kings and Lord of Lords. He is the Lion of Judah. What does this mean to you? Satan is described as a roaring lion prowling around looking for someone to devour (1Peter5:8). It seems to me a mockery that changing garments would make you what you are clearly not on the inside. We fool ourselves more often than we fool those around us. What damage is caused in the fooling I wonder?
On a happier note, I can tell you that I am loving much better since you have entered my life. Thank you.
- posted by -g @ 6:54 AM | | 0 rocks in pond
Sunday, June 19, 2005
As I look at this image, I realize that it is not what it seems. It is a digitized reflection of a painting of a sitll life. I learned about denotatation and conotation earlier this year. What we say is not always what we mean, and it is almost never what is heard. And then, like a Cezanne painting, a trigger is found and a connection is made to the eternal. Who can say through what or whom it will come or why or how long it will last, but when it does comes, it will certainly be an "oh wow". We need each other, you and I. We need a buddy to watch our path with and for us. We need to carry our own load, but we also need to carry each others load. Loving is easy when nothing is at stake. When children and hearts and souls are at stake, it is more difficult, there is no quitting - there is no running away. We need each other to pray with and for and because of our condition. We need each other for the encouragement we are not getting from the world - from ourselves even. Listen. Look at the image and listen. What do you hear? What does the painting tell you? Willingness to listen to a digital reflection of an oil painting is quite a compliment to this freindship, wouldn't you say? That's the way it works. Spirit equips us and we equip each other. God strengthens us and we stregthen each other. Father loves and encourages us, and we do the same to each other. What are you getting because I am not? What am I getting so much of that it is overflowing into you? Be careful what you eat, it will certainly flow out of you at one point or another. I am looking forward to another meal with you. It will never be identical to the last one, but I have no doubt it will be just as fulfilling and just as life-changing.
- posted by -g @ 8:50 PM | | 0 rocks in pond
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Dan is a genius
Dan is sublime
Dan is humble
Dan is Super intelligent
Dan is gracious
Dan is my friend
Thank you Dan
Thank you for being my friend
- posted by Ann @ 7:47 AM | | 0 rocks in pond
Monday, June 06, 2005
For this is like the days of Noah to Me, when I swore that the waters of Noah would not flood the earth again; so I have sworn that I will not be angry with you nor will I rebuke you. For the mountains may be removed and the hills may shake, but My lovingkindness will not be removed from you, and My covenant of peace will not be shaken, says the LORD who has compassion on you. -Isaiah 54:9-10
Change is constant, and it is silly to think that what is will always be as it is. Eb and flow; eb and flow - what keeps you alive as you go? I have deep love flowing in and out of me. The ground I am standing on is shifting sand or wavy water, but my center is still in tact. The love I sense from the living God is deep.
Sitting in the presence of Greg and Scott and Jan (pronounced "Yon"), I sensed my youth and foolishness. I sensed the deep love of God flowing from Greg. His laughter was sincere and from a rich source and holy history. He told stories about his walk with God. They were quite convicting and beautiful. An illustration he gave about being connected to God as with a rubberband was particularly graphic. As we pull away from God, we are still connected. The further we stretch the band, the greater the impact will be when we are finally snapped back to God (he slapped his hands together here and said: WHAM!). And who do you think is going to get hurt on impact? Not God!
If earth, as CS Lewis writes, is only a room in hell, then I agree with you that it should be over quickly. The idea of something better is rather appealing. I have had glimpses of it in you, and I am rather grateful for that, but I am sad now and tired. Where do whales go in the summer time? I wonder if they find cool waters to rest in somewhere.
The smile of a star and the trust in an oath
A voice that keeps harmony with life and growth.
A sword never yielding, a well-guided bow,
A heart built for joy that bears burdens of woe.
A youth that is ancient, yet stays ever young,
The brightest of lights and best song ever sung.
Behold, I am with you and will keep you wherever you go, and will bring you back to this land; for I will not leave you until I have done what I have promised you. -Genesis 28:15
"Ah well, it is late and I am tired. Good night, Sam" said Bilbo, and he left without another word.
- posted by -g @ 10:51 PM | | 0 rocks in pond
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