Here I go again with another wacky commentary about things that cross my mind.
Why is it that we are afraid of death? Okay, I understand that we have that “built in” desire to procreate and survive by our Almighty Father God. I understand that he needed us to survive so we can be promoted to … well … whatever we will be “promoted” too. But all your life you hear about how AWESOME we will have it on the other side, yet we all WORRY. What FOR?
I have always been fascinated by those who are in utter fear for their lives and seek healing and cry like babies hoping the Lord will heal them. My mother died early. It bothered the heck out of me. Why didn’t SHE get her divine healing? But ‘ya know what? God has his own plans. He is utterly in control and he is AWESOME. Here I sit, telling you, about my mother, and I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that she is THRILLED with where she is now.
Our Father has built many mansions … and they are for us. This is not some benign lie. This is the “real deal”. I find myself hesitating to mention the 20 virgin lie, but what the heck, I’m already a marked man … so in Jesus name … yes it’s a lie. How do you know its a lie? Well because every single “religion” has copied the Hebrew faith of the Pentateuch since creation. Why? Because Satan has no original ideas. God is too awesome for anyone to create better ideas than His.
Great is the Lord! Great and awesome is our Lord. Do you really think this is all some fabricated lie? NO WAY! So why do you worry about stuff? If you get diagnosed with some deadly disease, what is your issue? You are actually being spared from having to go through some horrible things.
I have to hand it to Andrew Wommack at http://www.awmi.net/. He has no theological degree, and yes he has had a few healings under his belt, but he reminds people that they should be happy to go to Jesus. Some find that utterly ridiculous. I find their disagreement utterly ridiculous.
If you REALLY BELIEVE what Jesus told us …. if you really BELIEVE …
Then hold on for an AWESOME RIDE