and i learned something new about Divinci's last supper
Silver66 Rage against the dying of the light
I had a good friend Bill that grew up in an old shack along the main line track in their one bedroom home. I do not remember how many kids were in that family but somewhere around twelve. Most of them slept on the floors in sleeping bags. I recall an outside toilet and only a sink in the kitchen. Everything was a hand me down in those days and many looked forward to your brother outgrowing his jeans and shoes. We were a bit better off than Bill but not that much. There were three families in our small town with at least a dozen children and all in shacks. This was the decade of the '50's.
We all learned to work from an early age. I have stated before that we all had jobs. Pick the strawberries, blackberries and peal the cascara bark to sell in the big city. One could make enough money working all summer to buy new school clothes for the coming year. (Surly you did not think the parents could buy them?)
Mom and dad had the big garden, rabbit pens, chickens running around the back yard and a chopping block ready for chicken dinner. YUM! The can house was always full and we never, ever ran out of food. We did not have any money at all but we did have plenty to eat. Bill and I ran around throughout grade school and most of high school. We both, along with many others, worked our way through school with evening and weekend jobs.
Well I had not been in contact will Bill for 50 years until last week. I called him and he lived just north of me and I did not know where he was or what happened to him. He could barely talk, sickly, packing around an oxygen tank to breathe and a bit of a mess (throw those cancer sticks away). It was a bit shocking for me.
I went a different route. I can remember thinking, "I will get out of this town and never return, I will work till I drop to escape from poverty and I will work two jobs until I have saved one thousand dollars." That was an unthinkable amount of cash. Even one hundred dollars was a dream. I also pondered "I will never have any children, if I can find a wife, until I have that $1000 in savings." Well, I was married and I did have two jobs and I stacked up that $1000 and thought "it is not enough, I need $10,000 and in time it came and then again not enough, I need $100,000 and it came. I finally came to the conclusion that I would never have enough to make me happy. I was an early stacker. Then, Jesus came along.
That big empty spot was finally filled. Now we are here, 50 years later, and have more than all our needs met. I am very sensitive to the people who are in true poverty. I can feel it when it passes by. There are ways that the Church can be effective with their funds to help those in need. One must get involved and begin to look at the needs of our neighbors.
Yes I have been robbed of a blessing. I did not know long ago how blessed we were to have nothing. I did not know how wonderful the thousands of hours were that we all spent on the creeks, fishing and swimming. I did not know how blessed Bill and I were with many buddies as we would walk seven miles to a movie theater on Saturday nights. I did not know how wonderful it was to work and save to buy a $150 beater of a car. I did not appreciate that fact that mom and dad had a full can house along with home made pickles and sauerkraut. I had forgotten about having to jump into bed with my sister to keep from freezing on cold winter nights without any heat except an old wood stove. Yes, I have been robbed.
Now I am stuck with my stack of goods. I am looking to lessen the witness of it, against me, via seeing the needs as He brings them into view. amen
Woe on Unrepentant cities, nations and churches!
All three may have started on a firm, solid foundation. In time, the cracks began to form but the skilled repairmen were run out of town. Now after many years we have a worn out structure, not looking at all like the blueprints of the designer, yet, the structure still stands, mostly without Life. Often a traveling voortrekker would peer within to give direction to Life, but the three arenas could not change their course.
"For thy name's sake, O Lord, pardon mine iniquity; for it is great."
John S. B. Monsell, 1863
1. My sins, my sins, my Saviour! They take such hold on me,
I am not able to look up, Save only, Christ, to thee;
In thee is all forgiveness, In thee abundant grace,
My shadow and my sunshine - The brightness of thy face.
2. My sins, my sins, my Saviour! Their guilt I never knew
Till with thee in the desert - I near thy passion drew;
Till with thee in the garden - I heard thy pleading prayer,
And saw the sweat-drops bloody - That told thy sorrow there.
3. Therefore my songs, my Saviour, E'en in this time of woe,
Shall tell of all thy goodness - To suff'ring man below;
Thy goodness and thy favor, Whose presence from above -
Rejoice those hearts, my Saviour, That live in thee and love. A-men.
..."They are blessed who suffer and sin not; for suffering is the badge that Christ hath put upon His followers. Take what way we can to heaven, the way is hedged up with crosses; there is no way but to break through them. Wit and wiles, shifts and laws, will not find out a way round the cross of Christ; but we must (go) through. One thing, by experience, my Lord hath taught me, that the waters betwixt this and heaven may all be ridden, if we be well-horsed; I mean, if we be in Christ; and not one shall drown by the way, but such as love their own destruction. Oh, if we could wait on for a time, and believe in the dark the salvation of God! At least we are to believe good of Christ, till He give us the slip (which is impossible); and to take His word for caution (security, surety), that He shall fill up all the blanks in His promises, and give us what we want (lack). But to the unbeliever, Christ's testament is white, blank, unwritten paper.
Worthy and dear Sir, set your face to heaven, and make you a stoop at all the low entries in the way, that ye may receive the kingdom as a child. Without this (He that knew the way said) there is no entry in. Oh, but Christ is willing to lead a poor sinner! Oh what love my poor soul hath found in Him, in the house of my pilgrimage! Suppose that love in heaven and earth were lost, I dare swear it may be found in Christ."..
"Letters of Samuel Rutherford" Letter CCXXXVII Aberdeen, 1637 (a portion)
I know the language is antiquated and, at times, a bit hard to follow, but how does a miner find his golden nugget, if not by sweat and hard work? I think I always appreciated this type of thing because it forced me to read more carefully, and more slowly; and I was often surprised at the richness I found in the words of the 'old divines'.
May the busy-ness of life; may the severity of our hardships; may the pain of our sufferings; or, may the brightness of the un-clouded day, never rob us of the great mystery that has befallen us, who have been called 'out of the darkness, and into His marvelous Light. Truly, it is like being raised from the dead..this faith that is working in us! May we never become too familiar' with it...May we never take it for granted...May we never see it as anything less than a miracle!
In Christ, I encourage you all.......NotWorthyDale
The language may be old but still retains Life. I noticed an old penny in my desk drawer this morning. It is a 1955 plain and not the valuable double stamped 1955 that many seek. I remember having a coin collection when this coin was new. Back then, I could take that penny, go the the local candy store and buy two pieces of licorice. Now, it will not even pay the tax. The coin is still here but the value is lost forever, not so with the Word of God. It does not matter if Paul said it or NWD, it still retains it's value forever.
noun: patrimony; plural noun: patrimonies
property inherited from one's father or male ancestor.
"an organization that saves the world's cultural patrimony by restoring historic buildings"
synonyms:heritage, inheritance, birthright; More
legacy, bequest, endowment
"our cultural patrimony is in jeopardy"
the estate or property belonging by ancient endowment or right to a church or other institution.
Middle English: from Old French patrimoine, from Latin patrimonium, from pater, patr- ‘father.’
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I like this old word "patrimony" but it is a word that only a few like NWD would use.
Anaxagoras, a nobleman, but true philosopher, left his great PATRIMONY to seek out wisdom; and being reproved by his friends for the little care he had of his estate, answered, "It is enough that you care for it." One asked him why he had no more love for his country than to leave it: "Wrong me not," saith he, "my greatest care is my country," pointing his finger towards heaven. Returning home, and taking a view of his great possessions, "If I had not disregarded them," saith he, "I had perished." He was a great clearer and improver of the doctrine of One Eternal God, denying divinity to sun, moon and stars, saying, "God is infinite, not confined to place; the eternal wisdom and efficient cause of all things; the divine mind and understanding; who, when matter was confused, came and reduced it to order, which is the world we see." He suffered much from some magistrates for his opinion; yet dying, was admired by them his epitaph in English thus: "Here lies, who through the truest paths did pass To th' world celestial, Anaxagoras."
A man who understood his citizenship!
"Lord, thou knowest all things; thou knowest that I love thee." John 21:17
Elizabeth Payson Prentiss, 1869
1. More love to thee, O Christ, More love to thee!
Hear thou the prayer I make - On bended knee;
This is my earnest plea, More love, O Christ, to thee,
More love to thee, More love to thee!
2. Once earthly joy I craved, Sought peace and rest;
Now thee alone I seek; Give what is best;
This all my prayer shall be, More love, O Christ to thee,
3. Let sorrow do it's work, Send grief and pain;
Sweet are thy messengers, Sweet their refrain,
When they can sing with me, More love, O Christ, to thee,
4. Then shall my latest breath - Whisper thy praise;
This be the parting cry - My heart shall raise,
This still its prayer shall be, More love, O Christ, To thee,
More love to thee, More love to thee! A-men.
".........And as for your complaint of deadness and doubtings, Christ will, I hope, take your deadness and you together. They are bodies full of holes, running boils, and broken bones which need mending, that Christ the Physician taketh up: whole vessels are not for the Mediator Christ's art. Publicans, sinners, whores, harlots, are ready market-wares (goods to sell) for Christ. The only thing that will bring sinners within a cast (fate) of Christ's drawing arm is that which ye write of, some feeling of death and sin. That bringeth forth complaints; and, therefore, out of sense complain more, and be more acquaint (familiar) with all the cramps, stitches, and soul-swoonings that trouble you. The more pain, and the more night-watching, and the more fevers, the better. The soul bleeding to death, till Christ were sent for, and cried for in all haste, to come and stem the blood, and close the hole in the wound with His own hand and balm, were a very good disease, when many are dying of a whole heart. ...."
Lettter CCIII "Letters of Samuel Rutherford" Aberdeen, 1637
May the 'Thread of Faith' never devolve into a 'mutual admiration society', but I must express how glad I am to know you, NW View, as my friend, and a dear brother in Christ.
I took much comfort, and received much joy, from "God On the Mountain". May the tears flow until they are enough to wash Christ's feet!
You know these things already. ......More love, O Christ, to thee!
Ferguson, MO: Here is your answer.
...that so much joy would come to me out of Africa!
"Father, if there be some pride in me that I cannot see, I ask you, humbly, to slay it."
And I thought they needed what we could take them. Perhaps, we need what they could bring us?!
Thank you very much for posting the video of the African Church. For me, it brings back many memories of past gatherings with those from Zululand to Kenya. We would often gather under a huge shade tree and then the singing would start. Oh what a wonderful thing to witness. Everyone is singing, praising the Lord, everyone moving and smiling. The singing may last for half an hour before we even give a word to the Church, under the tree. Oh are they ready to pray before we move to a new location. THEN, we come back to America to DEAD steeple houses on every corner. Jim
Abide, yes this is another message that the Africans could teach the nations. It is the difference between being an Overcomer and being overcome.
The wife and I viewed the South African singing this morning and it stirred up an old story for us:
We were having meetings within Zululand and at one of the sub-village areas, we found many in great need of all things. We prayed with many and sang from place to place. Then it happened. A woman came to Linda and I and said "My husband could not come to the gathering and he has asked if you could come to our home and lay hands on him and pray for him?"
Yes we were looking forward to meeting him and followed her to their home. Now their home was a small, round hut with a dirt floor. No windows or doors, just openings. They did not have any furniture except a old apple box that her husband sat upon. The kitchen was outdoors and consisted of an open pit to cook their meals upon and fueled by sticks that were gathered from the forest areas.
Then we saw him sitting on the apple box, no legs, and then we knew why he could not come to the shade tree. We spent some time in prayer with him, it was wonderful. These are the times and memories that still affect me today. Oh how these Saints have helped me with my dead, lifeless life in America.
We were ready to leave this area and his wife came running to us with a gift. They had a small pot/vessel for holding water and they were giving it to us to take home. They did not have anything in their hut and they were giving us what they had. They were so thankful for anyone to visit their home and pray with them. WE WERE JUST SLAIN! Linda said "what can we do, I cannot take this, it is all they have"? I said you must receive from the brethren as it is given.
These things will change your lives forever and will help the many to begin to see the needs of a world in poverty. Take that tithe check for tomorrow and begin to "love thy neighbor as thyself" while it is still day. Jim
"We were ready to leave this area and his wife came running to us with a gift. They had a small pot/vessel for holding water and they were giving it to us to take home. They did not have anything in their hut and they were giving us what they had. They were so thankful for anyone to visit their home and pray with them. WE WERE JUST SLAIN! Linda said "what can we do, I cannot take this, it is all they have"? I said you must receive from the brethren as it is given."
NWV, your stories are such a blessing, the joy that poor man, giving his only possession in thanksgiving, felt in his heart is priceless.
Giving is so rewarding, to the Giver, true joy.
"And Jesus sat over against the treasury, and beheld how the people cast money into the treasury: and many that were rich cast in much.
And there came a certain poor widow, and she threw in two mites, which make a farthing.
And he called unto him his disciples, and saith unto them, Verily I say unto you, That this poor widow hath cast more in, than all they which have cast into the treasury:
For all they did cast in of their abundance; but she of her want did cast in all that she had, even all her living."
Mark 12 :41-44
It is difficult for us in the spoiled nations to understand the great needs, spiritual and physical, of those in darkness. However, visiting these nations and being given the blessing of speaking to the many, will change us from within. It is difficult to stand with 10,000 starving people and not be changed. It is difficult to see the starving children in the southern Philippines and not cry out loudly! It is difficult to see the rivers in Jakarta, filled with masses of people trying to just survive and we not be changed. It is difficult to enter prisons in 3rd world nations to see the lack of hope and the despair, Christless and lost forever without Him. Then I come back home, to S.H.'s preaching prosperity and the good life, as the brethren reach out from around the world for a cup of cold water in Jesus's Name and we never answer.
I keep hoping that someone, some day, here, will say, "Jim, what is so wrong with paying my fiat to the S.H.'s every month? Is it not God's money? They can do a better job with it than me, right? What should we be doing instead? What are some starting points to just begin to align with what we have been instructed to do? "
First, do not send any to me. I have no agenda. However, I repented decades ago from ever sending one cent into the divided systems. The divisions will close down quickly if the funds dry up. This is a warning to the Church.
What should be done?
Sorry, couldn't help myself.
First some basics:
Storehouse tithing as taught by the system is for their benefit only (97%). How did they ever convince us that they were the old store house of the O.T. with its laws and regulations? The Lord does not expect your 10%, that was for the O.T. Jews, He now wants 100% of all we have. We have been led down a path of prosperity, for the so-called clergy, that has suffered shipwreck for the needy of the world. If the systems, all of them including the RCC, would sell their holdings, they could feed the world. They will show their "revelation" when we see their poverty as was in the early Church. We have been invaded by thousands of Ananias's and Sapphira's (acts 5) in the system and their assets are growing like a weed and the distribution has all but dried up except for about 3% of the store house. (At this point I always get the same old story: My church is different, we are O.K., we do this and that, NO it is all the same).
We talk often about "banksters' on our sites. Well Jesus had a bankster with Him, he kept the money and we all know what happened to Judas. Jesus did not have anything but always fed the thousands who were hungry. He made sure his disciples (that being us today) were directly involved in handing out and gathering up the excess for later. The manna that fell was used by the church of the day and was given to all as the need was continually before them. We see that Jesus will separate the "sheep and the goats" . Have we seen the meaning of Matthew Ch. 25: 31-46?
Oh the billions of dollars that are useless today in the expansion of the Kingdom. It is very difficult to change a fiat dollar to "storing up your treasure in Heaven" today with our current blindness.
Things to thinks about: Do we really need to have our tax deductions via 501 3c's? It is amazing for us to see as we also view that the divided systems and cults have been given this tax advantage to keep their tax free status. The pew sitters have been given a HUGE incentive to place their fiat into dead/divided systems in order for the people to receive tax deductions. You know, can't give a few bucks to grandma, not deductible. We have heard the screaming over the last few years by the systems that may loose their 501 3c status and that it is almost the end of the world. It would be wonderful. Many funds would begin to be given where they should have gone from the beginning of the Church.
What should we be doing? Many things. This week, repent of supplying the funds to prop up all the divisions in direct violation of 1Cor.. Learn to pray/listen within as to the direction of the Spirit as He opens up the real world of need set before you. Obtain some fiat to keep in your pocket. Start with family members, saved or lost, and help to meet their needs. Buy grandma some food, help a nephew pay for his school clothes, pay your elderly neighbors power bill.
Learn to watch the people that enter/exit your world. Foggy likes to go to Wendy's for their chili, every day. He sees several baby boomers who are splitting one cheap hamburger for dinner again tonight. Slip them a $20 bill in Jesus Name (the Great I am). Foggy then meets with the manager of the local store and makes a deal. Foggy says, "I noticed that there are many people, young and old, that just do not have enough money to feed themselves or the children and I want to help.' The manager says, "yes they are here every day and we can only do so much". Foggy says "Lets make a deal, I will give you a $100 bill right now and every time I come in, let me know if it has been used up and I will replace it. The only thing I ask is I want to be hidden from any view of my involvement." Feed the hungry in my area.
NWD was blessed to find a family in his area who had lost their jobs and income. The mom was ill and times were tough. He sends $300/month to help with their living expenses. SWM knows of a missionary couple, outside the system's support and gives a monthly amount to pay for their basics and SWM does not even consider that it is not tax deductible.
NWD and Foggy are friends and they find that a huge need has developed in Florida. An independent group is heading for North Africa to start tent revival meetings before the Ebola outbreak has taken over the entire land. They take $25,000 and purchase a tent, send it to Africa and thousands are saved. Foggy visits some prisons in Honduras , preaches Christ within and he sees the horrible conditions. He buys 1000 bibles to give to the inmates, and some extra food for every man.
So Foggy, how much to write? I could write a novel. The clergy hate this message because it destroys their ill gained income. We see that "judgment will begin with the House of God" and this message is a good piece of that judgment. Consider Christ and His Church and that we are the Light and Salt of the earth or have we lost both?
Do we remember the new hospital at ORU and the multiple millions obtained from blind sheep? I was there on the day of dedication of the building but that is another story and I left that place quickly. Oh the horrible waste. Jim
I agree with everything you said.
Sometimes the obvious, really is not all that obvious to everyone.
I have always been disillusioned with the massive investment in Church infrastructure vs. the overwhelming poverty that abounds in the world.
I really like the way you think, NWV.
I just wanted to get you to post it.
The whole issue of funds given to the S.H.'s is just another look at the Ponzi scheme and even Bernie Madoff and his scandal is minute compared to store house giving. What do the "seed faith' preachers promise? Even a 100 fold return "if" you give them your money. Bernie only promised 12%, he was short sighted.
If we stop the man on the street and ask him what the churches are about, many have the view "they want your money". The rest of the ones on the pews are blind. There are many traps for us as we walk down the roadway that is quite narrow. There are dangers for all who will press onward toward the Light and money will be a stumbling block for almost all. So, Foggy, I will give you one of my late night stories:
Back in the '70's when I first was really saved, I had a pull within to travel the world and preach/testify/teach. How was I going to do that? I had two small children, a stay at home wife, no savings, did not know where to go teach/preach and had zero contacts. So I said "Lord, I am stuck and if you want me out there, You will need to do it all."
So I left for a men's camp with about 1100 men. A man came up to me and said "Jim, I want you to go with me to Europe for a month the teach and preach." I said, I will go if you tell me why you asked me, I do not know you". He said "the Lord told me to invite three men to go and that you were the only one that will go." Well now I knew who,what,where,when and why but I was broke. Then a man called me ( I will call him Fred). He said the Lord told me to call you. You are suppose to travel the world and teach/preach. He said he was a millionaire and he would send me something like $10,000 to open a checking account for travel. He also put me in an investment that gave me plenty to take care of the wife and kids. Oh this was a dream. I traveled to many nations for a long season. The Lord had opened all the doors. Then it happened- THE BIG TEST.
We were putting on a city wide revival and Fred came to the meetings. The only contact that I normally had with him was when he would send a big check to place in for travel. We sat down in the auditorium and he said " Jim, I need your support and backing in a decision I have made." Fred was married with a couple of kids. He said, "I have been sleeping with a Christian married woman in another S.H. across the mountain. We are both going to divorce our mates, get married and go into the ministry. I need you to back me up on this".
Well Foggy, you know how I think. I said "Fred, have you ever heard of adultery? You are married and so is she. Repent of this sin and come back to Christ." That's when we all hear that inner voice of the enemy. I heard it well. "If you do not compromise with Fred, you are finished, no more travel, no more crusades, no more men's camps and you will be sidelined forever." I was tempted for almost a full second and said to Fred, "we are finished, never send me another cent, if my Lord has to use your dirty money to send me out, then I am staying home forever." That is the last I ever saw of Fred but have seen him on flyers as a Christian speaker in the S.H.'s. I stayed home for a couple of years until I could save the funds to travel and have never regretted my view. Jim