We come to understand Him through the things that he made.

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God is the ultimate artist, and, as we come to know Van Gogh, Rembrant, etc. through studying their works, so we can come to know God through His creations. Every flower, bud, tree, every creature great and small, the sun, moon and stars teaches. Even the vast nothingness of infinite space speaks of the emptiness without Him.

The artist is know by his creations. It could have been dull, boring, monochrome. Instead He made it diverse, brilliantly coloured, with millions of varieties, each interlocked, depending on each other. An artist of precision He balanced each element, each atom, with exact care to sustain life. He set us here, within His vast environmental sculpture to explore, to live, to learn for ourselves to create the good.

God is never boring. Life is one amazing voyage of discovery if we open our eyes to see it.

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God’s ultimate back up plan.

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Yesterday I posted about how God always has a back up plan when things go wrong (Rom. 8:28). That set me to thinking of not just my little life, not even nationally, but about God’s global back up plans.
Yes, he has a back up plan for if/when we screw up this earth beyond redemption. It’s not about electing Christian politicians, edgy liberalist ideas, or law enforcement. It’s all explained in the book of Revelations (and a few other places). God’s ultimate contingency plan is to come rescue us (and the earth we were meant to care for).
It says, He’s going to take over with a whole new ball game, and this time we play by His rules, not ours. Finally, justice (and mercy – can’t have one without the other) will be meted out, our whole economic system uprooted, no more rich, no more poor, no more exploitation. The earth’s replenished land and resources will be shared by all, no more hunger, no more crippling mortgages. For sure there will be work, but wholesome, independent work, no more bosses! No more curse on the land, (no weeds, pests or fungus). Tame animals, less sickness, prolonged age expectancy etc. etc.
When I see us continually screwing up I remind myself – there’s a back up plan and its incredible!

Don’t worry, God’s got a backup plan.

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Sometimes life can get scary! We take a wrong turn, make the wrong decision, or be on the receiving end of someone else’s – it happens (a lot!)

No need to worry, God’s got it. Our immense, inestimable, heavenly father always has a backup plan. It’s promised in Romans 8:28 “all things work together for good to those that love God and are called acording to His purpose.” It doesn’t mean we shouldn’t go for that ball, but if we miss it, God will grab it and lob it in the right direction. If we took a wrong turn He’ll bend that detour back to the straight and narrow while we become wiser drivers along the road. If we fall, He’ll pick us up, dust us off, and set us, more humble, on our way.

I once got really down and discouraged at my frequent failures. Sitting gloomily pondering my stupidity, I noticed my friend’s two-year-old enter the room. Coming straight up to me (and with appropriate hand motions) he said, “God’s way up – down!” Talk about “out of the mouths of babes and sucklings!” I got the point and never forgot. It’s become a habit over the years, when I blow it, or something goes wrong, to try to guess what God is going to do to fix it – He’s full of surprises! Like the “Murder in Paradise” ( a fun who done it series) I seldom guess, unless He gives a lot of clues! Lol!

I must confess to still being a worrywart at times, but it’s life’s number one way to de stress for me to remember that, though I haven’t a clue how a situation could possibly be remedied, God always has a backup plan!

What is a church?

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Many of us associate the word church with a building, but the original meaning was a group of believers. While a church building may be old, beautiful, a remembrance, or a masterpiece of creativity, it is an empty shell without the congregation. A true church is the sum of its members, whether they meet in a movie theatre, coffee shop, or simple home. Perhaps some of the strongest churches have met in forests, on mountains, even in cellars, during times of persecution (and still do in some parts of the world.)

A recent blog post set me thinking about churches. Probably the most diabolically clever move the enemy ever made was to make Christianity acceptable, safe. The ancient “church”, heartily relieved to no longer be hounded and persecuted, settled down to work in harmony with the prevailing worldly systems of its day. Sure, it had its revolutionaries, St. Francis, Luther, etc. But even Luther compromised when he saw where the truth of the scriptures was leading – the overthrow of the status quo. He sold out his followers and thousands died.

In every generation, and scattered throughout denominations one finds true Christians, always a minority. The proportion of these individuals in a church tends to decide how dead (going through the motions) or alive it is. A spirit filled pastor can sometimes bring a church to life, but the choice rests always on the congregation. It is not always shown by large numbers (think Noah and Jeremiah). In my experience small, personal churches tend to be more on fire, as they grow so do the problems. If you build something successful someone is sure to either try to destroy it or take it over – this happens!

The church I frequently attend is small, personal, accepting. They have all types and ages in their congregation, wealthy and privileged, to poor single mums from the counsel estate, 90 year olds to tiny tots (even teenagers). The pastors are sincere and loving. Testimonies, prophecy and prayer abound and are freely shared among the congregation both after and often during the service. It’s easy to see the love of Christ abounding. I notice how no one minds when a woman sings off key and two beats behind on every song, when several get up to help the one in a wheelchair, when someone breaks down in tears and the person next to them (not in any church position) puts an arm around them, when I see the free lunches offered to any that come (minus a sermon) and note the guy with a tattooed face I’d avoided sitting among them, greeted with a smile. While perhaps not as radical as my own beliefs (it still operates in conjunction with the “system”) I’d say it is an alive and growing church in the best meaning of the word.