Archive for February, 2008

How glorious God is in his creation of the relationship between God and man.
How Glorious was the fall of man kind as humanity fell from sinlessness to dependence on a sovereign God.
How Holy is he, the one, the creator of heaven in earth, who sacrificed everything for an opportunity of undeserved grace.
And we, as his creation, as mortal being, fail to have the capacity of flawlessness.
We fail to have the ability to be worthy of glory. 
Yet in our failures we fall on grace in giving glory to the one who deserves it.
In our overcoming of flesh we give glory to the one who’s strength allowed us to do so. Nothing we have done has made us worthy of such a gift.

How valued, how treasured, how beloved are we that we are able to call ourselves the greatest craftsmanship of of God.
Even more to be called his beloved, his chosen, his elect.
And more than this still, that we were designed for his glory, praise and honor.
That we as people are given the responsibility to reflect the awesome never ending power of God who has demonstrated his love for us.

Beloved. I am his Beloved.

It never fails to amaze me as my human mind attempts to grasp the vastness of God and his will for my life. How blessed am I, how fortunate to be called his own.

Tomorrow I am going to receive a diagnosis for something I already know I have. The symptoms are overwhelmingly fighting against my will of otherwise. Tears have been my eyes greatest companion as I realize that the things that I have struggled with all my life are infallible, incurable, and my own. As I have once thought it was something that I would be able to overcome in time, I now realize this is is actually a physical incapability. My deepest burden comes from knowing that I am not an island. That who I am effects the others around me, and in many cases I will continue to hurt others.

“Why have you plagued me with this God?” I could easily ask.  But I can’t.

 It would be easy for my to accuse god of crippling me in the task I so long to fulfill for him, but that would be foolish.

I could cry, “Lord, this is not fair.” But the true unfair thing has been done was on the cross for my behalf.

And as I have said goodbye to tears in order to face the sun that will continue to rise each morning, I’m filled with an unshakable hope. Because in my weakness he is strong, and where I grow weak he carries me. And as I depend on his strength, I can do anything through it.

It is my greatest joy to follow Christ.
I desire no other life but than to serve him.
It is my greatest joy to fulfill his purpose.
And give my life for the one who gave his for me.
I have no other greater joy than this.

So bring it on world! What ever you can throw at me! Because I hold steadfast on what is true. I have been bought with a price.
Come what may my heart will follow! Come what may my song will be! I will carry the cross where my dear savior died, and humbly give my life. Come what may.
It is a song of victory my heart sing as I know that my thorn in the flesh will keep me close to the one who created me the way I am.
He created me the way I am. And I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Come what may.



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I am so excited about what McCain’s tactics are going to be when the primaries are over and the real race begins.
(Its not that I don’t have faith in Holy Huckabee(who alone has faith to spare), because he’s my first choice….but lets be practical)

Because if Hilary is the chosen as the Democratic Runner… it will be a battle of the past between the wife of a draft dodger and a Vietnam War Hero. There will not only be a division of parties, but of hawks and doves or loyal Vietnam supporters or cynical antisupporter. (whether you support the war you should support your troops)

But if Obama is elected… McCain is going to have to play his game. Can an Old man keep up on the train for change? Its going to be innovative vs. innovative: who can do it best?
Also…McCain is being endorsed by the Governor of delegate heavy California which is a democratic state. While Obama has allot of republican followings, “Obamicans.” So they could very easily trade off votes…

But I am afriad  that if/when it comes down to McCain for the republicans, that we would loose our Conservative standing. Especially if we go against Obama who is extremely liberal, in-fact he was voted the most liberal senator IN AMERICA. whoah!

I’m just very excited to see what happens.

Especially Hilary’s reaction when she doesn’t get her way.
Is that so wrong?

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Whether you realize it or not… We live in a spiritual relm/a spiritual battle. But are somethings a stretch in order to satisfy our curiousity and innate desire to experience something greater than ourselves…

Check out this video….

Do you think that the words are a figment of an overactive imagination?

Or the works of a greater force? 

 You decide.

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Yesterday I finished writing my conclusion to Predestination and Free Will.

It was glorious. I had it broken up into 3 parts; with the arguments and counter arguments beautifully aligned  wit a balance of profundity and simplicity. Glorious.

I looked with my eyes at the work that my hands had done. It was good.

So why haven’t I posted it? Well frankly; I’m an idiot (and a beneficiary of grace).

Look with me at this verse will you?

“…We know that we all possess knowledge. Knowledge puffs up, but love builds up. 2The man who thinks he knows something does not yet know as he ought to know. 3But the man who loves God is known by God.” 1 Corinthians 8:1-3

I am instantly convicted every time my eyes lay upon this passage. I am always looking for bits of facts to puff, to expand, and to bloat in order to encompass every bit of “knowledge” I can sustain. Then humility comes like a searing blade, bursting my catacomb of gluttony and deflating me to my knees. And all that is left within me is “Christ and Him Crucified.” I have no greater joy than this, yet I water it down with my accumulating perceptions.

We need, as a body of Christ, to build up and work together in unity.

I appeal to you, brothers, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, that all of you agree with one another so that there may be no divisions among you and that you may be perfectly united in mind and thought.” 1 cor. 1:10

And in all actuality, the point of free will clashes with predestination and those who hold that view. Anyone, whether they are brilliant theologians, or common members, can argue their sides until the cows come home. AND THE COWS NEVER COME HOME!

And often times these arguments can lead to doubt, the feeling of defeat, separation, and a poor witness to unbelievers.

Am I saying that we should never express any views that may cause controversy in the church or fellowship of other believers? No! There are times when contrasting opinions solidify beliefs, challenge, and bring about new perspective. Will I ever post my stance on mans autonomy vs. Gods sovereignty in control? Who knows! I do know that all things should be done in love. And if I posted them to day I would merely be exhibiting my puffiness to continue to feed my pride

I just think that unity far more important.

These are what make up the quintessence of Christianity that we as believers should hold to and support one another with:

Assurance in salvation

Assurance in the legitimacy and sovereignty of scripture

Assurance in the promises of God

Recognition of what the Gospel is and what it proves

Recognition of the responsibility to Glorify God

Recognition of the responsibility to fulfill the requirements of scripture

Desire to protect and pursue the above

All else falls by the wayside.

I encourage you as a believer to challenge and inspire those around you. But more importantly grow closer together in unity as brothers and sisters in Christ to pursue Christ.


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So my original intent is that my next post was going to be my Free will/Predestination conclusion.
But…. I have a cold and the head contains the mental capacity of a potpie before it explodes in the microwave. So… I thought I would post these! Enjoy!lester.jpg



1 Corinthians 13


 1If I speak in the tongues[a] of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,[b] but have not love, I gain nothing.

 4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

 8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

 13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

We Love because He first loved us
Take time to fall in love with your creator this Valentines day!

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The following is a an entry I wrote to myself Oct 6, 2007 referring to my first encounter with the Calvinistic view which had taken place months before that was written. 

At first I was absolutely appalled at the thought of predestination.
And I’m amazed at how much I’ve changed from the person I was.
Whether or not my original thoughts have changed, I now have the ability to support what i believe on a far deeper level.

My post is unedited, which is why there is still my thoughts on the one that introduced the idea of selection.

Im posting this now because the events that have taken place today have dramatically effected my thoughts on free will that began almost a year ago.

So enjoy: My conclusion on this event is soon to follow. 

“I came to the period of his last word. I realized my breathing had changed. Short, heavy and shallow; weighted upon my chest. I elevated my ribcage, expanding my lunges, I hoped to get some oxygen to my brain.
How had this happened?

The thing I pride my self on the most, I am the weakest at. What a fool.
Thinking back, I can’t find what I did wrong. Never a physical affirmation, or a word or an ambiguous word of encouragement; but never had I fallen so hard. With a child like infatuation, I hung on to every word so delicately presented from his lips and cradled them in my heart. Speech, so eloquently intertwined with genius and humility, he pointed to the true desire of my heart: Christ. He was such a blessing to me. But I suppose I put to much emphasis on the gift rather than the giver, and the thought of him pulls at the threads of my heart. I valued him, his thoughts, and his beliefs.

Now, though the waters of Time flood through my life, the memory isn’t washed away. My mind reverts back to a world so unworldly, where the presents of God loomed heavily like honey, dripping into every part of my soul until I was utterly engrossed. Sweet and rich. Today the thought of it becomes dry in my mouth. I partly wish I was crystallized into that state, but then I couldn’t be molded to who I am or who I’ll be.

But there he was. Subconsciously leaning forward, enraptured, I let my senses expand, not wanting to jade anything within the sphere I had created. Yet the protection of my mind and heart, that I had so painstakingly created burst. I had delved so deep so quickly into the stimulating narcotic of enlightenment he had provided, that my shield was yielded, my fortress of belief cracked, and my years of sensory manipulation had been severed. I was vulnerable. Questions became seeping in, one leading to another, rising, building; until I found myself unable to sort or contain them. I was drowning. Confusion, fear and frustration, my heart was torn as I realized my misperception of the God I had grown up believing in, speaking too, following. Now: I’m so different. My Sunday school innocence has been stripped away.

I remember the night that my cocoon of culture and upbringing, that had so tightly woven around me, began to unravel. Stricken with emotional discomfort, I physically fled from the conviction behind his words. I sat in the darkness, unable to cry, or think, or do anything productive. I was on sensory overload, and didn’t know what to do with myself. The steam that had billowed up inside of me found no aperture, instead it pressed through my pores, my skin became hot and thick. At least an hour later he found me. He surprised me as much I did him at our meeting. To be blunt; I felt that I had been spiritually raped; my shallow views of Christianity had been punctured. Sitting there in the night, I peered at my attacker through my peripheral vision with an odd dependency, letting his less than assuring words soothe my bleeding heart. I listened. He spoke. “With greater wisdom comes great sorrow.” I found an uncanny comfort in that statement, and wrapped it around my nakedness. His words continued, carried by blunt conviction, and empathy. The sky became deeper, and the flowing melody of his once rushing words lulled my heavy eyes. He became less autobiographical and more historical and my attention dwindled into the night. When I finally lay my worn body to bed, I never had slept so sound.

The next few days I watched him separated by the awkwardness of the intellectual intimacy I had felt the night before. He was timid, gauche, sometimes horribly inconsiderate, but so ergonomically incorrect it made me smile. Wisdom was his safe ground, where he was bold, confident and ready to defend. Yet in both aspects he was unmistakably cute. I was enthralled the most by the fact that he invested his wisdom in me. In those times when I encompassed the sphere of theological/philosophical understanding, he stepped away from being the moral boy defined by actions to a courageous, unshakably convicted young man. I learned so much. Scripture took a new light. Best of all I learned to teach and challenge myself.

I suppose that God intentionally chose him to become a nail to his hammer, breaking in the light I had only thought I had always seen. At first it was blinding, but ever since the world around me has become so rich. Nevertheless I responded wrong to Gods prodding.
So much so, that I find myself months later reading the words he has graced the world by allowing to read. Blogs. Oh the wonderful world of myspace. In the after math, I struggle to find someone who can take his place to challenge me spiritually. He is a reoccurring thought, and I question the emotions that well within me at the thought of his name. He is linked to a crucial time period of my life, for separate reasons that I failed to make reference to, and a key player to a turning point in my life. As a citizen to the world you may read this and instantaneously come to the conclusion that it’s romantic stimulated emotion, and that’s understandable by the false perception of relations that the media world gives. But it was in a far different, inexplicable realm than that. Not to mention that we were miles, leagues, and eras away from being compatible in that aspect. I do know this: someday when he does marry, his wife will be a very blessed and but tolerant woman. While I on the other hand, will settle for no less that someone who can lead me spiritually, so that I can intentionally grow closer to him as we grow closer to our Creator.”


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Here is some food for thought….

Many people believe that you can loose your salvation.

But, as far as I know at this point, The bible doesn’t make an exact reference to support it.

On the other hand it does say that we are SAVED by GRACE.
Ephesians 2:8
For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—
Acts 15:11
 We believe it is through the grace of our Lord Jesus that we are saved

In the case that we are Saved by Grace how can we be Unsaved by Works?
Because we never ascended by works in the first place.

Another thought.
Romans 6:23
For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.
A gift is something that (1) is given to us without our earning it, (2) must be recieved/accepted, (3) comes underthe ownership of the beneficiary.
If salvation is a gift, as the bible says, if we acccept it… it is ours.

Would God remove something that he has given to us and died for us to recieve?
Yes, he punishes those he loves and holds his children accountable.
But I have never heard a story of a child that was adopted, and then divorced from the family. Elected and then usurped from his inheritence.
If Gods a father to the fatherless, would he divorce those he has accepted into his family?

Whats your stance?

This post gets more traffic than any other of my post! So I guess its a heavy question.
If your reading this and have a thought to share, please comment. Because I promise you’ll have an audience.

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