08. Articles For Consideration

Understanding the Liberal Mind

By Jim Wilhelmsen

www.echoesofenoch.org

 

 

We know better for you

In view of the recent forced policies of health care put upon a population that has expressed it’s disapproval to them, it makes one wonder what are they thinking?

Many can put this act under the blanket label of a conspiracy and let it go at that and it just might be. However to any thinking person you still have to wonder how did the individuals get sold into this action. Some of these legislative leaders are even voting against the peoples desires knowing that it is political suicide. Why? What higher ideal makes them act so contrary to a politicians natural sense of self preservation?

I am not going to pretend to be a Psychologists but I do not think the answer has to be so complex to be able to understand the mind of a liberal. Like anything confronted in this life within this present world system, I believe the Bible has an answer that can be explained in very simple terms.

Liberals recently like to call themselves “progressive thinkers”. In this statement, they imply that they are willing to think outside of the box and explore many different and new ideas and ways to accomplish greater things. This also implies that those who do not want to venture outside of their box and cling to tradition and religious beliefs are the opposite of themselves or, non-progressive thinkers.

Getting to the Roots: Rejecting the Bible as God’s Word

The root core of anyone’s belief system is going to impact the way they implement action into their own lives as well others around them. So let’s look at the core of a liberal mindset.

Liberals are a mixture of people, Humanists, Socialists, Communists, Atheists and even some that call themselves Liberal Christians. What they have in common is their rejection of a belief in God and even with the professing liberal Christian, it is always the eroded belief that the Bible is not the inerrant Word of God but is subject to question with errors in it that have separated them from Biblical truths.

In all cases, the liberals have cut themselves off to considering what the Bible has to say. In this rejection of God’s Word, what they view as new possibilities with new ways are only rehashed failed attempts that are already revealed for the foolishness that they are. If they could or would consider the claims of God’s wisdom and rewards in his word they would see this contrast of God’s ways as opposed to man’s ways.

Most, unfortunately do not and will not consider the Bible and just repeat back to you that this is just your religious beliefs or interpretation of it. Rejecting without consideration, they view you as the simple minded superstitious backward person clinging to outdated fairy tales.

But who is the simple minded clinging to fairy tales. I think the Bible which they reject says it quite well in very simple terms that need no in depth interpretation.

The fool has said in his heart, there is no God. Psalms 14:1

What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again, there is nothing new under the sun. Is there anything of which one can say, Look! This is something new”? It was here already, long ago, it was here before our time.” Ecclesiastes 1:9,10 NIV

There is a way that seems right to a man, but in the end it leads to death.” Proverbs 14:12 NIV

For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” Isaiah 55:9 NIV

In all your ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct your paths.” Proverbs 3:6 NKV

Just from these five scriptures much can be understood. Nothing is outside of God’s knowledge. He sees everything as one event. In that sense it has already happened. He knows every decision man will make in contrast to his plan that has already been completed. Nothing to him is in a state of indecision with a questionable outcome, it has already been done as past history.

So in his book, the Bible he gives us the wisdom of choice and the outcomes of those decisions. In the Psalms and Proverbs are many gems of God’s wisdom. Many of the Biblical stories are history that reveals examples of these decisions and choices. Secular history also falls into this type of example setting. Both sources are something we should learn from.

The story behind the story WHY? = EVOLUTION

I am fascinated by history because it is the record of human decision making based on beliefs and mans response to situations confronted, good or bad.

Unfortunately, history is taught with who, when and where but barely touching on the why’s. In a world of political correctness the real issues are side stepped and only safe answers in general terms are provided if any at all. The why’s to history are the missing vital elements for wisdom to learn from our mistakes.

The story behind a history of forced government upon a people by the so called liberals are based on an important why. This key why, is a root belief in Evolution as opposed to Creation.

To the liberal mind, we are a random product of matter progressively assimilating itself into higher progressions of life forms all on it’s own. This idea excludes the belief of a personal creator. The package deal that there is no God also means that there is no enemy of God and mankind, Satan. With no Satan, there is no such thing as a fall of mankind or a “sin nature”. This leaves the Liberal ignorant of any spiritual dimension to life and vulnerable to eventual and ultimate failure. A belief system without a God, without any a plan, without a supernatural enemy that corrupts the best of man’s intentions leaves them to handle all matters for themselves.

The liberal’s thinking then is that mankind is basically good and evolving into something better. The enemy to that thought would be a religion who says man has a sin nature. The liberal sees mankind as a product of his environment. If mankind is ever going to “evolve socially”, the total environment must be controlled by someone. This someone is whatever liberal group decides what is best for mankind at that time. Karl Marx explained it as the 10 planks of a social order in Das Kapital. They must control the total environment to “condition” man into acceptance of this higher wisdom of community living or man made utopia.

This thinking explains the continual history of the Liberal variations that when in power, they must by their beliefs, force policies giving them total control of the complete human environment.

Being nothing more than a biological entity of random choice and natural selection, logic dictates that social Darwinism must also come into play. In this comes the Machiavellian thought that the, “ end justifies the means “. This allows for ideas of abortion as a social justice for the sake of the many. At the same time divorcing itself from any moral Biblical idea of the sentient life of an embryo. It is where the Georgia guide-stones openly justify the reduction of the human population for the sake of mankind’s future. It also allows tools to embellish, lie and cheat to accomplish the higher ultimate goals for mankind. Moral issues cannot even be conceived by the liberal mind as relevant in a world of constant change and evolution. In that thinking moral issues do not exist only human rights issues. Darwin, Nietzsche and Jung become the prophets to the liberal mindset. This mindset cannot even comprehend the things of God because they do not want to consider them. So much for open mindedness. (I thought that is what liberal meant?)

The liberal mind is one that opposes the things of God and when it is attempted to be mixed with true Christianity there are just too many irreconcilable differences to make this happen. Light cannot walk, comprehend or live with darkness.

The Bottom Line for the Liberal mind

This mindset contrast with Godly truth is also described in the Bible.

But the natural man receives not the things of the Spirit of God for they are foolishness to him, neither can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned.” 1Corinthians 2:14

The liberal mind or natural mind as the Bible puts it, has a hindering like an obstruction from knowing the truths in the Bible. That obstruction is the indwelling the lack of the Holy Spirit. To be in this place of obstruction is the actual definition of retardation.

As a minister it may be inappropriate to use a term now becoming popular to frustrated conservatives but in actuality, it is a scriptural one. The bottom line is that the Liberal mind is in great need for God’s love and forgiveness through Jesus Christ to be made new and this is a gospel truth…. but that still does not keep the Liberal Mind from being a scriptural definition as a…… LIBTARD! This term seemingly crude and rude is by a Biblical definition, the spiritual condition of the Liberal world view and mindset as God sees it. Something to think about and maybe ease your pain from living in a nation coming under this kind of control.

In Deuteronomy 28 the blessing and cursing of a nation accepting or rejecting God is outlined. One of the judgments on a nation that rejects God is the ability to discern right from wrong. Clearly we have lost this in our time in America and judgment is already upon us.

What should we do with the Liberal minded?

Anger and frustration with ungodly retaliation is not the answer. As humorous as libtard may be, even accurate to the situation, we need to pity those locked into this mindset. Truly they are to be pitied and as much as the Holy Spirit can arouse in you we should have compassion as one would have for a mentally disabled person. If a liberal mind does not change their ways, the end of their road is also made quite clear in the Bible. But with this compassion we need to meld this with a tempered righteous indignation.

The problem now is these disabled people think they run the country and all of us. God is still in control and they need to know it. Only proclaiming the truths in the Bible in a bold yet compassionate manner will this light pierce through the darkness. We are not going to change the course of prophetic events that are destined to happen, be but we may change a few hearts in the process of reacting in the right way.

Cheer up Jesus is coming soon!

 

The Universe as I see it.

A personal collection of thoughts and observations.

From a Christian Astronomers [lay] point of view.

By Michael Ian Henry, Webmaster of saintsagainsttyranny.com

 

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Picture courtesy of the Hubble Space Telescope

 

 

“Space the final frontier”

…Or so were led to believe…

 

Long, long ago…Before there were any galaxies far, far away. There was a beginning. This beginning was a single spoken word. The bible tells us, that it was God himself, who put all of creation into existence.

In the beginning, God created the heaven, and the earth. Genesis Chapter 1 verse 1 KJV.

In the beginning, was the word And the word was with God, and the word was God. John Chapter 1 verse 1 KJV.

As I go about my daily life, as do so many other people in this world; we are given the opportunity to come in contact with a dizzying array of diverse and interesting people. Naturally, some are more colorful then others and others are more infuriating than some. That’s just life, that’s how it is, so I try my best to humbly accept this…aside from trying to show compassion. What else can one do sometimes right?

 

As someone whom is strongly committed to exposing the coming luciferian global socialist order from both Holy Scripture, and secular examples, I find that I can not talk to the public at large anymore, without bringing this subject up in some manner during the course of these chance meetings. Just take an honest and close look around you at our world today, and you can see why I feel driven to do this. Interestingly enough though, I do find that I haven’t [to this point] come across to many of those poor brothers and sisters that will just explode with rage and condemnation at just the slightest mention of God, Jesus, or the Bible…Thank you Lord Jesus!

 

So obviously “tact and timing” are crucial to everything. But for those folks who are intrigued by what I am telling them, and haven’t tried to assault me either with or without words or even try to run away. I am almost always struck by the frequency at which people broach the subject of space, or rather aliens from outer space. Now since I do live in ever sunny and always strange Roswell New Mexico, I have come to expect this “alien” thing to be quite a common topic, and you can earnestly believe me when I say that it is. While it is not the scope of this rambling to specifically address alien life, per se’, this topic certainly will be touched upon, [unfortunately] as it can’t be helped, due to the influence of the entertainment and mass media industries, with we ourselves being 21st century people. I honestly can say that it has become, I feel impossible to separate the two.

 

“It’s full of stars!”

…Astronaut Dave Bowman…

From the movie 2001, a space odyssey.

 

I would truly love for nothing more, than for this article to be a “where no man has gone before” article. So since I think we can all safely agree that’s not going to happen…Oh well! But however, space or more to the point the universe is the primary focus and twist of this writing. Because over the course of the last year or so, some interesting things have started to click and they are linking themselves together.

 

Yes…eventually even I do start to get it.

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One of the things that I dearly love to do is to try and get together with my goodly mate, whom I affectionately call brother blue, and load up our vehicles with food, ice chests, and various other gear needed to pull an “all-nighter” and whip out our telescopes and gaze in awe at the wonders that our glorious Father in heaven has laid out so splendidly for us to view. For those of you whom have never had the opportunity to look through a telescope, you must find a way to do so. I can promise you’ll not regret it. You can’t appreciate the term awestruck, until you view Saturn and its rings, or Jupiter and its moons! I truly can’t begin to tell you what you are missing out on! Even if it’s something, as simple as our own moon, the views are simply breathtaking, and very humbling! For myself, I actually prefer looking at the moon over the celestial bodies most times, because you would be stunned at what you find!

 

Like the time I found a straight lined ‘pentagonal crater’ this past spring April/may 2009 when the moon was at ‘half moon’, dead center in the moon itself on the terminator line, there it was! A five sided crater! You couldn’t have missed it! Before continuing let me explain what the terminator line is, whether it’s the moon or any other heavenly body, when you see the shadowed area meet the lighted area, this is called the terminator line. The night I found the pentagonal crater, it was a perfect half moon. This is where the terminator is straight up and down, or running a true North to South direction as you view the moon.

 

Then there was the time, I encouraged brother blue to investigate the moon more often and closely, so we sighted his monstrous 12 inch Dobbsonian which is a pedestal mounted ‘reflector’ on what I think was Copernicus crater if I remember correctly. I also had my 6 inch reflector on it; it wasn’t but thirty seconds later, bam! There was a bright, and I do mean bright, point of light that suddenly appeared. Then about another thirty seconds or so later and bam! Now there are two of them. It was at this time both I and my beloved brother exclaimed loudly “No way”! We just looked up at each other with that slack jawed look on our faces, and then my brother says to me, you have got to look at it through arty! Now arty, is the nickname that the US Army gives its field artillery, and since my brothers scope sits on a pedestal base, and is 12.5 inches across [at least] with a tube length of 5 feet it made sense to me, being the wise guy that I am, and given the size of this telescope to call it “arty” and ever since….The name has stuck. The rest as they say is history.

 

 

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              Here are some pictures of my 114 mm [6inch] Meade TeleStar Reflector.

 

So I re center the image, and adjust the focus a little…and start excitedly exclaiming Three! Now there’s Three! Brother blue is I see it! I see it! He was using my 6 inch Meade. Again we just looked at each other and said “Dude”! So there they were, three bright silvery white, spiky sea urchin looking lights, evenly spaced on the western rim of Copernicus crater. We watched them for quite awhile. They didn’t move or do anything else, and yet, there they were! They didn’t need to move…we were awe struck.

So I do hope with the recounting of these two separate episodes, that hopefully you will find a way to look into the heavens, fair warning though! If you do you’ll be hooked. I can almost guarantee it. You Gotta do this! For anyone who is interested in viewing the moon, you can find some of the most awesome detail in and around the terminator line. A final word of warning, about looking at the moon! Please do not gaze at it at for any length of time with the naked eye. Depending on the moons ‘phase’ it can be extremely bright! I would hate for you to burn your retinas [this can happen] that is why I use sunglasses for all lunar viewing sessions when ‘solar’ filters are not available. Believe it or not, dark sunglasses work very well for this!

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It occurred to me one night while watching the history channel. There was one of those “programs” about the origins of the universe and all things stellar in general on. They had on this program a well known black American, who is recognized as a leading scientific astrophysicist and astronomer, who’s name is Neil DeGrasse Tyson. Now I enjoy watching these space programs with there wonderful computer aided graphics because they really give a very good visual presentation. But it is listening to this [above] individual when he is on, is one of the main reasons why I enjoy watching these shows, he is just so entertaining to watch, you can tell that he really enjoys what he does. He just gets into it so much! You can see it on his face and in his eyes. Even though, he is wrong about everything he is conveying. Then it hit me, for the better part of 30 minutes it seemed like every other word or phrase was “universe and evolution” over and over with the occasional “millions and billions of years” thrown in for good  measure.

 

I started to chuckle…I couldn’t help it, because like I said that was when it hit me. I remember thinking wow, this brother [no pun] sure likes using the term universe, and quite a bit too! So let us take a quick look at the term “Universe” shall we? For starters I think we all can agree that modern secular science is putting on the full court press, trying their darndest aided by digital technology, to rationalize and reason God out of our minds and consciousness. But when they repeatedly use the term universe, I don’t think that they themselves fully quite realize, just what it is they are saying!

 

Think about this! Universe is comprised of two words right? “Uni” meaning one, and “Verse” meaning word! As in spoken word or to speak numerous words, this is what verse means.  So what they are actually saying here is “One word”! If modern secular science ever caught on to this I think some of them might have a stroke! Because they are [I think] unknowingly admitting that God exists! This just tickles me to no end! So what other doable option, would they have available to them then?

 

“Billions and Billions of stars”

…Quoted from Carl Sagan’s Cosmos…

 

Enter Carl Sagan; with his famous TV series of the 1980’s titled “Cosmos” so where does this term cosmos come from? It comes to us from the Greek word Kosmoskrater. But wait, this isn’t any help to them either! Because our Lord Jesus when he was standing trial before Pilate, when asked if he thought he was the king of the Jews, our glorious Lord boldly replied…

Jesus answered, “My kingdom is not of this world: If My kingdom were of this world, then would my servants fight, that I should not be delivered to the Jews: but now is my kingdom not from hence.” John Chapter 18 verse 36  KJV

Hence: itself mind you, being an “Olde English” word meaning “here” So “not from hence” means not from here! As in obviously not from earth! This threw the Pharisees into a fit, thinking they had trapped him. This is what Kosmoskrater means, not of this world or another realm other than earth. If you’ll remember, our new testament is also translated, out of the Greek as well. So here we have the Lord making a direct reference to something obviously not of this world. Which he stated as his kingdom! Once again…this leaves poor modern science? Out in the cold, without a leg to stand on! It seems to me brothers and sisters; that these scientists [modern techno priests] are quickly running out of viable alternative options here.

 

So if his kingdom is not from here as in our beautiful planet earth.Then it has to be from “out there”! I truly can not help but laugh at today’s modern science. For a group of people who are supposed to be oh so smart; it’s these very people whom take a large measure of pride and arrogance in their education, and will look down there nose upon those whom they do not regarded as their “peers” or equals. So it just floors me that not one of them seems to have caught onto this linguistic gaff!

 

But then again, maybe they have, and figure if they remain quiet and look the other way, maybe nobody will notice.  Nope sorry, the cats out of the bag! Modern science is also very proud of the fact that they figured out that Einstein was right; the “universe” is expanding outwards and at an even rate of expansion from a common single point in time Hmmm, I wonder what that might be! I remember listening to one of these techno priests even saying that this rate of universal expansion is moving away “from us”! at this uniform rate of expansion! Modern science has also even gone so far as to claim, that they are confidant, that by peering back in time they will be able to find that one, single, solitary tiny, macro, “microscopic” itsy bitsy piece of matter just before everything went “Bang” or spoken!

 

They also have the nerve, to call it the God particle!

 

So I say, you go right ahead then! Go and look right back to the very instant before our wonderful cosmos started! You scientists are not going to like what you find looking back. This is another guarantee this “lay person” can promise you! I would like to remind you my brothers and sisters that our Holy Bible heavily infers to us that our Lords word went forth. This is another one of those thoughts that struck me, as too funny, for the poor scientists that is, because this now means as I see it [no pun] that science itself is confirming what our scriptures imply, that the Lords word went forth, I thereby suggest that it is still “creating” as it goes outwards!

 

So I now feel this leads us into how we are constantly being told by science that the “universe” [remember this, the “one spoken word”] has not only evolved, but is still evolving according to the main/lame stream sciences.

 

 

Beam me up Scotty…There’s no intelligent life here!

…You think!?…

So here we are on planet earth, blessed with a fully self contained world. That just so happens to be teaming with life! So much life in fact, that if you take into consideration the microbes and all the insects! Then we are quite literally tripping over life itself, as we walk down the street. We also just so happen to find ourselves with an ecosystem that certainly seems designed to run on “automatic”, science would have us believe that it was pure dumb luck, that our planet “just happens” to be in the right position or distance, from the sun to support life. Science also tells us that it is by chance that our planet spins, and at a specific rate so as to evenly warm the planet. Today’s modern “techno priests” preach to us that if Gods earth were any closer to the sun, than it would be to bloody hot to support or maintain life. We also are told by science that if the earth were any further away, than our planet would be to frigid to even have life all together! But yet…as it just so happens here we are!

 

Thank you Lord Jesus!

 

So don’t you think it odd by now, that lame stream science hasn’t figured out yet, that no matter how far they peer out into “deep interstellar space” away from a starting point that is already “teaming” with life. That they still have not found any signs of life yet? That’s because we, here on planet earth [I do believe] are at the *center of the “Universe” only we don’t realize it, regardless of all the high tech toys they throw at the problem. They will not find any life, in any capacity…out there. This I can personally guarantee.

 

* Here is why I feel that planet earth just might be at the center of the “one word” or universe if you will. Granted, my heart does tell me this idea has merit. I very well could be wrong…certainly wouldn’t be the first time!

For ask now of the days that are past, which were before thee, since the day that God created man upon the earth, and ask from the one side of heaven  unto the other, whether there hath been any such thing as this great thing is or hath been heard like it? Deuteronomy Chapter 4 verse 32 KJV.

Here above, I do feel that what we see here is terrestrial earth or creation as we Christians call it with life, being mentioned “as this great thing is” prior to that we are being told to ask “from one side of heaven to the other” with earth in the middle of it all maybe? Certainly sounds like it to me.

Thus saith the Lord God; This is Jerusalem: I have set it in the midst of the nations And countries that are round about her Ezekiel Chapter 5 verse 5 KJV.

Here we have Jerusalem in the “midst of the nations”, this tells me That Jerusalem is to be at the center of the surface of earth itself. So if Jerusalem is the center of the geographical earth, and mankind is such a special creation in Gods eyes. How can the earth [not be] at the center of the universe, or the “Spoken word”? We are also told in our Holy Scriptures that our glorious Lord himself *will reside with his children for a thousand years…”On a new earth” So since scriptures make this claim, therefore it is true right? This would then confirm that earth actually is at the center of the one word/universe! This is why science today will never find what they are looking for. That being life on other planets, or aliens from other worlds.

Thus saith God the LORD, he that created the heavens, and stretched them out; he that spread forth the earth and that which cometh out of it; he that giveth breath unto the people upon it, and spirit to them that walk therein: Isaiah Chapter 42 verse 5

*Blessed and holy [is] he that hath part in the first  resurrection: on such the second death hath no power, but they shall be priests of God and of Christ, and shall reign with him a thousand years Revelation Chapter 20 verse 6 KJV.

We the saved children of God will live with him at the center of the universe, upon a new world!

And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: For the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; And there was no more sea. Revelation Chapter 21 verse 1 KJV.

So how is it then that I can make such a bold promise of no life to be found out there? While I myself being only a ‘lay’ person at best? Because, if there was anything [or anyone] living upon other worlds, then my Bible would have told me…and guess what? The Bible actually does give us a tantalizing hint about this very thing. Although science won’t like what it says. Please see the end of the second Isaiah quote below. Now as to life on other worlds, well at one time there used to be some. But they were destroyed by the Lord God of heaven, and they were Angelic…not alien! This destroyed world we know today as the asteroid belt. Long ago it was satans world. Its name was Rahab.

Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of the LORD; awake, as in the ancient days, in the generations of old [Art] thou not it that hath cut Rahab [and] wounded the dragon. Isaiah Chapter 51 verse 9

It was during one of our other star gazing adventures, that brother blue and I were looking at the Andromeda, M 81 and M 82 galaxies one night, amongst other items. With the exception of Andromeda, these other two galaxies can be found in the big dipper by the way. So again those thoughts struck me, blue and I were talking about the masterful work God has done with the cosmos when I mentioned I felt that what we are quite possibly looking at is creation in progress, as in Gods word is still traveling forth, creating as it goes. I think we find evidence of this in Isaiah.

[The following verse is not intended to acknowledge “alien” life]

I have made the earth, and created man upon it; I even my hands, have stretched out the heavens, and *all their host have I commanded. Isaiah Chapter 45 verse 12 KJV.

*All there host…Angels only, not aliens or galactic microbes.

Again we see this concept expressed in Jeremiah:

He hath made the earth by his power, he hath established the world by his wisdom, and hath stretched out the heavens by his discretion. Jeremiah Chapter 10 verse 12 KJV.

This is why main/lame stream science has the wrong perception of time.

For this they willingly are ignorant of, that by the word of God the heavens were of old, and the earth standing out of the water and in the water: II Peter Chapter 3 verse 5 KJV.

But beloved, be not ignorant of this one thing, that one day is with the Lord as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day. II Peter Chapter 3 verse 8 KJV.

As a side note: I am intrigued, that here we have two books of the Bible that follow each other in order, with both of them mentioning “stretching out the heavens” with the same chapter number. Once again proving [I feel] that our God is a God of order, not disorder! So by keeping these two scriptural references in mind, I think we can now see, how science finds itself stuck on “evolution” and not just in ‘astrophysics’ either. But in regards to our own beautiful “Blue marble” planet earth as well. Since the majority of scientists have no belief in God, or any higher power really, it is easy too see how they can misconstrue what they see around them. Which its self violates one of their very own precious ‘scientific laws’, the law of observation. In other words, if they did believe in God, [and his word] then all they would have to keep in mind are the two above bits of scripture, and everything would make sense to them. So do we see this statement confirmed elsewhere in the Bible? Yes actually…I think we do!

For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night. Psalm Chapter 90 verse 4 KJV.

Yet once again…further confirmation.

Of old hast thou laid the *foundation of the earth: *And the heavens [are] the work of thy hands. Psalm Chapter 102 verse 25 KJV.

* Again…earth as the center of the one word, universe. So I propose that if we do the [real] math, we will see how science once again has gotten it all wrong. When I say do the math what I mean by this is, Imagine tallying up every day for 6 thousand years, and multiply by…so if one day is with the lord as a thousand years. This is [what I think] science believes they are seeing. This is why scientists are always talking in terms of “Billions and hundreds of Billions” of years…one of their key foundations for evolution. When it’s actually only just thousands of years at best!

 

So whether they are peering into the vastness of the one word [Universe] or by examining layers of rock strata. They remain either knowingly, or unknowingly ignorant, of that ‘one thing’ as mentioned in II Peter above.

 

Again I strongly feel that the more I dwell upon these scriptures. That this is why science views what certainly appears to them, as “cosmic chaos” is in reality, Gods creative process still at work! What I mean is; when secular astronomers study a star that went say ‘supernova’ and they analyze the remnant [pun intended] of these cosmic explosions, they are viewing in real time one of the many processes, or steps of creating, or creation in motion, as it is happening. They are thereby examining the tail end as it were, what the Lords word has already done, from the perspective of our worldly physical linear existence. Thusly showing ‘science’ as being behind the curve…once again! Yes…slight intended!

 

So science is busy studying all these nebulae, black holes, white holes, dark matter and such, with their gasses and particulate matter and measuring ‘cosmic radiation’ and gamma rays, and the vast amount of hydrogen that permeates our “universe” and so forth,  without the slightest clue [again I feel] that God’s word is making worlds right before their very eyes. Sure science says that they are ‘seeing potential future worlds forming’ but I would like to humbly ask that you ponder this. Could all of this be Gods preparations…For the end of days?  [Probably not, interesting idea though]

 

And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: For the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; And there was no more sea. Revelation Chapter 21 verse 1 KJV. No more sea!? [or stars?  Hmmm]

 

Once again…Einstein was right!

…You’d think science would make the connection!…

This leads to me think of something else that we hear of coming from modern [?] science. This next thought I will leave you with, which is not my own comes to us by way of one of our beloved brothers in Yeshua. Who is the webmaster of the Delusion Resistance. Brother David Ruffino.

It was during the course, of one of our wildly awesome phone conversations from the last year or two. That Brother David said something that to me was very profound, which at the time didn’t click [well not right away] anyway. We were talking about how the Lord God Almighty sits outside of time. It was then that he mentioned “The fabric of space and time”.

Now any fabric, is woven right? So if you have a fabric with a tight weave this fabric will more than likely greatly resist liquids seeping through it. Where as a looser weave, would allow a fluid such as water to pass through to the other side [no pun] of the fabric ok?! So I think that we all can agree that our beloved and glorious Lord God of all creation can be found quite literally sitting outside of time itself. Now our Bible rightly tells us that we, that’s all of us brothers and sisters can not be in the presence of the most high because of our fallen/sinful nature right? This is because, by Gods very being, which is absolute perfection, is why the Bible tells us of his “Radiance” and his exceeding “Glory”. Our God is that pure!

So why did God, have Moses remain in the crevice of the rock?

And the Lord said, Behold, there is a place by me, and thou shalt stand upon a rock:Exodus Chapter 34 verse 21 KJV

*please note the Messianic prophesy!

And it shall come to pass, while my glory passeth by, that I will Put thee in a clift [crack] of the rock, and will cover thee with my hand while I pass by.

Exodus Chapter 34 verse 22 KJV [  ] emphasis mine

And I will take away mine hand, and thou shalt see my back Parts; but my face shall not be seen. Exodus Chapter 34 verse 23 KJV

It is this purity, the radiance of his countenance [face] that would instantly vaporize us; it is also the reason for the storm like clouds mentioned around God in Exodus, and the description of the “clouds of heaven” that we read about, this is a protection for us! We, whom are tainted by sin, if we were to be in his presence, would be instantly destroyed. So how did our awesome and loving father protect us? He created a “fabric” as a barrier between us and him! This barrier of fabric has a weave; this weave is woven in such a way that we can see his radiance and brilliance peeking through it! This radiant light that we see [I believe] are those “stars” which can be seen sitting out in deep interstellar space shining back at us. It is also this “fabric” of space and time that holds up all celestial bodies and keeps their order in the “Universe”…not gravity as science keeps telling us.

Final closing thought…I promise!

“The matrix is everywhere. It is all around us. Even now in this very room. 
You can see it when you look out your window or when you turn on the television. You can feel it when you go to work, when you go to church, when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes TO BLIND YOU FROM THE TRUTH”! …Morpheus…From the movie…The Matrix

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Oh my! I forgot to mention aliens didn’t I?
Well…that’s probably because they don’t exist!

 

May our Glorious Lord in heaven, bless you all!

HIS watchman on the wall, and your brother in Christ Jesus…….Michael 

The Miracle Move

David Ben Yakov

© 2004 David Ben Yakov / Delusion Resistance

 

I have been thinking about how to present this article to the reader. After a lot of thought and some prayer I’ve come to the conclusion that I should start by voicing a word of encouragement. Sometimes as many Christian can attest, prayers that we offer up to the Lord seem to hit the ceiling and then just bounce back in what seems like a relentless hollow echo. I have no doubt that our Lord hears every prayer, but for some reason, perhaps a lack of faith on our part, the prayers seem to go nowhere. Please realize that I put great emphasis on the word “seem,” in that sentence.

So it was the prayers that I had been praying for so many years for deliverance. Now, the deliverance that I had been praying for wasn’t a prayer to be freed from any immediate danger or anything of the like. Instead, it was a prayer to be delivered from a tedium and daily grind that was really beginning to take its toll. I wondered for quite some time if I was going through that dreaded midlife crisis, or perhaps I was going slowly crazy, but further examination proved otherwise.

A Little History:

It all started I guess when my parents divorced. I was twelve at the time and the separation of my parents really threw a wrench into what was my life at the time. And of course, the actions of two loving parents who didn’t want to live with each other anymore always crushes children who don’t have the ability to understand how adults can make life so complicated. A couple of years later I had decided to move in with my dad who lived up in the city. I know my mother didn’t like the idea, but her fiancé and I really didn’t get along and had I stayed there would have been a lot of problems. When I added to this the fact that I had the notion that boys really belonged with their father’s and the atmosphere was ripe for me to live with dad.

Dad had two brothers, one of which moved to California in the early 1960’s and really liked it there. When my paternal grandfather retired he moved himself and my grandmother to be with their eldest son. The eldest son was an icon of perfection in Italian culture and even though my grandfather had been born in this country he still carried some of the old ways. Now my dad and grandfather never really saw eye to eye about many things, but there was a bond between them that was strong and unbreakable. So, dad got the notion in his head to move to California to be with his father and eldest brother. Since I lived with dad I was automatically included in these plans. I guess you could say that I was trapped because had I decided against the move I most probably would have ended up with my mother and her husband.

I never really felt at ease in the notion of moving to the Golden State. I had a lot of friends in the city and we really knew how to party. Since my family had been in that town for so many years we were well known and for the most part respected. I was doing pretty good in school and most of the toughest guys in school were either my friends of friends of my cousin. So, the day that we started up the Plymouth and headed out of New Jersey I was angry. I really didn’t want to talk to my dad and by the time that we got to Ohio dad stopped the car and started to cry. He knew that I was upset and even offered to turn around if I wanted to. Man, that really broke my anger; seeing whom I considered the toughest guy in the world crying, and it was all because of me. So, I did what any boy would do; I caved in and told dad that I really wanted to proceed to California.

When we arrived in the little town of Vacaville I was knocked back by culture shock. First, the little town was nowhere near the beach. There would be no bathing beauties to gawk at and the town really didn’t have much to offer in the way of entertainment. I hooked up with my cousin who was into drugs and through tedium and curiosity I embarked on becoming just like him. After all, he was the son of the eldest son of my grandfather, and they looked upon him like he was some sort of messiah, so I couldn’t go wrong. So, through the last three years of high school, I was a dope smoking pill popping cool dude. Yet another hurdle that I had to cross was the cold hard fact that I had a very deep New Jersey accent and it caused me lots of angst because the kids in wonderful California thought me the freak with some sort of speech impediment. Oh, and add on to that the fact that I dressed a lot more conservative than the blue jeaned kids in the Golden State and it made life very interesting. I spent years trying to lose my accent and becoming the average California kid. It worked, but it was very hard.

About a year after graduating from High School work became scarce and my dad was constantly on my back to find employment. Early that fall I was encouraged to move back to New Jersey, to live with my father’s other brother. There I could find work. It also would allow my dad to pursue his amorous affairs which were quite numerous. So, I arrived in New Jersey now a very cavalier Californian who thought that the people in New Jersey were just behind the times. My uncle’s son was hip though and was steeped very deeply in the drug culture. To make a long story short, I got involved too. It was about this time that I started to realize that I was quite a scumbag and that I needed to change. I got a hold of a friend in California who was a Christian and he gave me some pointers on how to find salvation, but I still wasn’t ready to make the plunge into the Living Water.

I returned to California a year later under the sponsorship of my dad who had gotten the reports of how I was messing up on what must have looked to others to be a freight train to destruction. It was only about a month after arriving back that I gave my life to Jesus Christ. Funny thing about it was that my eyes were opened and I was able to see all the sin around me. Anyone who knows anything knows that California is the melting pot for everything that is bizarre and outlandish. You just can’t see it when you’re part of it; but when you’re cleaned from all of that junk it is quite evident.

Time Warp Ahead:

Let’s bounce forward about twenty nine years. So, I had been a Christian for quite a few years by the time that 2003 came around. I had seen California change from a state where things were sort of weird, to a state where sin was not only not challenged, but was accepted as the norm. And things in the Christian realm were getting a bit bizarre. For the longest time I really had a hard time dealing with believers who came from Southern California. I saw them as being sort of shallow, dabbling in what I called carnival Christianity; a sort of “if it feel good, do it,” mentality that really irked me. As we broke into the new millennium I noticed that the believers up north were adopting the same philosophy. I needed out bad.

Back in the early nineties I had to be retrained in employment skills because I was no longer to perform my pipefitting duties due to an accident that I had on a job. Pharmacy had always interested me so that was the field that I chose. I always liked the professionalism that I saw in the medical field and wanted to be a part of it. Well, to put it bluntly, I saw more professionalism in the rough construction workers in my former profession. My retraining taught me how to be a pharmacy technician, and just like everything else, I put 101% into learning and then applying what I have learned. The trouble is that a good number of technicians don’t live by this ethic and it leaves hard workers like myself doing much more that we should have to do. You see, the prevailing attitude is “what can the job do for me,” instead of “how can I serve the customers,” and I can’t accept nor condone this warped way of looking at things. So, in many of my places of employment I’ve become burned out trying to pick up the slack. It was no different in my last job in California. Now, if you’re a woman who’s reading this please don’t get offended, but female technicians talk too much. They can start out by talking about a person’s medication and five minutes later they’re talking about some blouse being a pretty shade of pink. I know that the model is wired that way, but in a work setting it shouldn’t be tolerated. But at my last job it was tolerated. I would have work piled up to the rafters and could turn the corner only to see the other technician talking and not working. When the boss was presented with this it was just explained away. I felt abused and used by my fellow workmates and I really started to hate my job.

So about this time I really started to intensify my prayers both in duration, frequency and determination. I wanted an out, not just from my job, but from California. I was reaching the breaking point and I really didn’t want to blow my testimony by going postal. After a short couple of weeks the Lord reminded me that the year prior my uncle (this one is my mother’s half brother) had offered me a position in North Carolina. He owned a pharmacy and several nursing homes and he needed help. At the time I dismissed his offer because things were not so bad at the pharmacy and I was excusing away my anger at the job as a character flaw on my part.

Thinking that the possibility of working for my uncle really existed I started to pray about that specifically. I told the Lord that if this were to happen then some stipulations had to be met by my uncle and that all of them had to be met. If all but one were met I would dismiss the idea and look at other options in California. Now I’ve never been good at bargaining, but I was going to stick to my guns over this. I told the Lord first that my uncle would have to clearly make me the offer again. Then I told the Lord that he would have to match the wage that I was getting in California. This alone was a hard one to imagine seeing that the cost of living and also the wage base is so much lower in North Carolina. Then I told the Lord that my uncle would have to provide a place for me to live. He would have to provide good health insurance through the workplace and as an added proof of fidelity, my uncle would have to offer me a washer and dryer. I’d had it with the laundry room escapade in the apartment realm. Finally, I told the Lord that my uncle would have to pay for the move. Well, I figured that since I was serious about all of this then all of these things had to be met. I mean, I’d be picking up roots and moving over three thousand miles and changing my whole life around, so why not go for the gusto.

At the appointed time I called my uncle and we started to talk. I told him that I was getting weary of my job and explained to him all of the crap that was going on there. He sympathized and told me that he wanted me to work for him. He explained that he really needed me there because he wanted to expand his business and he knew that I was the one who could do the job he requires. So, that took care of stipulation number one. We talked for quite a while but nothing else was mentioned. After that conversation I prayed that the next time we talked, my uncle would tell me that he had a place for me to live. I expected only an apartment or the like, and I also only expected that he would perhaps make the arrangements, but what happened next really blew my mind. My uncle told me that he had a house (that he owns) that he wanted me to move into. So, that was stipulation number two, fulfilled better than I could ever imagine. As a little added perk to that conversation, he told me that he had a clothes washer and dryer that I could use, and that they were almost brand new. So, let’s call that stipulation number three, fulfilled by the Lord. The next week we talked again and my uncle told me about the health insurance and all of those perks. One more stipulation fulfilled.

What I forgot to mention is that I had a trip planned to visit my mother and uncle. So in November of 2003 I winged my way to the Sunshine State where I rented a car and picked up my mother. We left for North Carolina the next day, stopping in Savannah that night and arriving at my uncle’s the next day. He wasted no time in getting into his vehicle and driving me all over the place. He showed me the pharmacy and the house, which incidentally is about one hundred feet from the pharmacy. It is a spacious house that I am able to fix up for myself. I was still getting a bit concerned because he hadn’t told me that he would pay for the move. A couple of days later we sat down and talked about all the fine points of the deal. He asked me how much stuff I had to move and I laid it all out for him. At the end of the conversation he told me that he wouldn’t mind financing the endeavor. While that might sound clear to some, it wasn’t clear to me. I didn’t know if he was going to pick up the tab entirely or if he would expect me to pay him off some time in the future, or maybe he wanted me to pay for it and he would pay me back. Being a technician I saw the last option as impossible and the second to the last wouldn’t fulfill the stipulation that I presented to the Lord.

On the way back to California I sat on the plane wondering how I would get a more definite answer out of my uncle. I promised him that I would start looking for movers when I got back, and that’s exactly what I did. The thing is that I really needed to know that it would be covered free and clear. So, I called him one Sunday and just told him that I didn’t know how he wanted to handle the deal. I presented the option to him that he could take a little each month out of my check until the move was paid for. But, he retorted that he would just pay for the move and that I wouldn’t own him anything. There it was, the final stipulation answered in satisfactory manner.

So now the gears were set into motion and there was so much to do. I was stressed out about how to present the idea to my then present employer. He had confided in me a few months before how he needed me and how he knew that I did most of the work in the pharmacy. He had been a good boss to me and I didn’t want to upset him or cause him angst. So, about the fourth day back form my vacation I told him that I needed to have a pow wow with him. I think that he knew what was about to happen and he tried to avoid the issue as much as he could. The time finally came for me to present my resignation to him and we went into the back room. I started out with the complimentary things that one says when one wants to soften the blow before one buries the hatchet. Then I told him that I had the job offer and that it is a chance to improve my status and life. To my surprise he took the news pretty well. I think he knew that I had reached the end of my endurance at his store. Anyway, the next thing that I needed to present to him I had doubts about getting. Let me backtrack a bit. When I first started working for the man it was the middle of the year and the deal that we made had the stipulation that I would get two weeks vacation immediately upon hire should I want it. After about a week of working for him, the boss came to me and asked if I would forestall the vacation till the beginning of the next year. I was okay with that request, thinking that it would be in bad taste to take a vacation anywhere near my hire date. So when I presented him with my resignation I asked that since I had been such a good sport and catered to his request at my hire; that he be a good sport and give me the two weeks vacation pay at the end of my tenure there. To my surprise, he agreed that it would be a kosher thing to do and agreed to pay me the money on my last day of employment with him. That was one hurdle of many that I had to jump before my move could become a reality.

Actually, although there were a bunch of hurdles to jump, they went pretty smooth. The worse one to jump was the task of finding a mover. Since my uncle was paying for the move I figured that I should find the best deal, and one that he would accept without too much stress on either of our parts. Let me tell you that movers tend to run in two camps. The first camp rushes in with promises of wonderful things for the move, but they charge a king’s ransom for doing the task. They come to the house with computers, printers and one even had a barcode device that already had codes for just about anything on earth that one could move with them. The other route is the cheaper mover, but the person moving has to do a lot of the work, and boy is it work. Boxes have to be accounted for in exact number because each box takes up more cubic footage in the truck and makes the move more costly. Boxes have to be packed with extreme care with the thought in the back of one’s mind that the American Tourister Gorilla will be the one moving your stuff. Oh, and the beds, couches, chairs and other things have to be wrapped. By the time that the movers came I was so exhausted that I wanted to pack myself into a box and have them move me.

Then there was the problem of the drive from California to North Carolina. At the time I was driving a 1991 Toyota pickup truck that had in excess of 140,000 miles on it; and I just imagined myself stranded somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Let’s face it, it was time for a new vehicle. So, the day after I returned from my vacation I schlepped over to the Ford dealer. I picked Ford, probably because of divine intervention. I mean, I’ve never been a Ford man, but Chevy’s are too expensive and Dodge’s are too ugly, so what is left anyway. Oh, and there was no way that I would live in North Carolina with some foreign truck because I had heard from reliable sources that the south was “American Truck Country.” So on the way to the Ford dealer I was crunching the numbers of what my monthly bill obligations were at the present, what they might be in the future, and what I thought a decent monthly payment might be. There was also the blight on my credit record which stemmed from a bankruptcy that I had back in 1998.

I don’t think that I have to relate how the sharks at the car dealerships tend to circle their prey before they come in for the kill, and my visit that day was the same. After turning down the first two man eaters I settled for the third one. He was different and took a gentle approach. He told me about Ford’s end of the year incentives on 2003 trucks and that made my ears perk up. He took me to several of their truck lots and showed me things that he thought I might be interested in. Not wanting to seem like eager chum bait I told him that I would have consult my better half. He thought I was talking about a wife, but I really meant the Lord Jesus. I drove off and tried to secretly go to one of the lots where he showed me some trucks that interested me. I looked around for a while and guess who drove up; you’ve got it, the salesman. So, the coincidences sort of made me feel like I should pursue the matter further, so we went to the office to talk. Well, I won’t go into any more detail, but let’s just say that I drove out of there with a new Ford Ranger pickup, with just about every amenity that they offered, and got it for a decent price. Further more, to prove that God had something to do with this whole thing, I got the deal with a 4.5 percent interest rate. So here is another miracle. Now, I had to keep my belongings dry on the way out, didn’t I? You see, there were some things, like this computer that I just couldn’t trust with the movers, so I had to keep them with me. So I went to a truck top dealer and saw one that I liked. Now, I’ve never been a bargainer and I’ve probably lost a lot of money because I don’t like to dicker with salesman, but I had to move and every dollar was needed to get me down the road to my destination. I talked to the salesman about the top and it was a bit more than I wanted to pay, so I told him that he had to do something about the price. He hedged on what I said, and it was funny to see the look that he got on his face. So, he lowered the price by a hundred dollars. Then it was my turn to make a funny face and I winced at the still too high price. I told him that it was just too much and was just about in my truck when he offered to lower the truck cap another hundred dollars. Well who can resist that deal, and I went for it.

The day of the move had come and I had all of the petty little stuff done. I’d cancelled things I didn’t need anymore and made arrangements for things to be forwarded and even changed most of the information for bills via the internet. The movers arrived a day late with no explanation of why this action had happened, but I was just so happy to have things packed and ready to go that I excused their tardiness and allowed them to proceed. They had all my stuff loaded up in about three hours. That night I just had to load a few more things into my truck and was aided by my friend and Christian brother Lloyd Bennett. After we finished we drove to his house in Vacaville, where I spent my last night in California.

The next morning it was New Year’s Day and I arose wide awake at three thirty. Lloyd said that he wanted me to wake him up, but it was so early that I decided to let them sleep. It rained buckets that morning and I thought that if California could perhaps express its feelings, maybe it was crying because I was leaving. Just kidding of course. Now one thing that you don’t want to happen when driving in California is to get caught on some mountain pass when a winter storm is moving through. So, I drove south to Bakersfield, where I caught highway 58 which would take me west and over the Tehachapi mountains. One has to understand that when most storms blow through California they move in from north to south in sort of a sweeping fashion. The rain stopped about my third hour on the road and I was happy because I was beating the storm, but it wasn’t too far behind. I got over the Tehachapi’s before the snow started to fall and proceeded till I got to about an hour west of Phoenix, Arizona. Man, what a marathon day of driving. When I finally stopped I thanked God for my exit from California and told Him that I looked forward to what the future days would hold for me.

It seems that the Lord had me on some sort of supernatural caffeine high, because the next morning I awoke again at three thirty. Having gassed up the truck the night before I was on my way right off. The weather was nice the second day on the road and when the day had finished I was in a little town called Ozona, Texas. I had to laugh because it was here that I saw a big white Cadillac that had steer’s horns mounted on the front; something I always thought as typical on big Cadillac’s in Texas. The only bad thing about being in this town is that it was only about one third of the way through the big state.

Day three started real early just like the other days. Now I like Texas and I like the people there; but I don’t like driving through her cities. You guessed it, I had to drive through two of them; San Antonio and Houston. The highways were a nightmare in those places and I think that the most horrifying ride at any amusement park would have been more preferable than those two places. But, God was faithful and got me through those places unscathed. After Texas was Louisiana, and the only good thing that I can say about my drive through there is the Cajun music that most of the radio stations played. I crossed into Mississippi that evening and it was like the difference between night and day. Mississippi is a very beautiful state and if I had a choice of places to live it would be in the top three on the list. That night found me in Meridian where I bedded down for the night.

The fourth day I started a bit later, thinking that I would only drive to where Interstate 20 intersected with Interstate 95. It didn’t take long to leave Mississippi and enter Alabama, which incidentally is another beautiful state. The State Troopers were out in full force, but I never worry about police because I always obey the speed limit. It was refreshing to see them out in such force though. You see, in California you rarely see any police, except maybe at the donut shop or perhaps at Starbucks where they try to pick up on the pretty girls who work there. In Alabama, as well as Georgia it seemed that there are State Troopers around every turn in the road. The next state was Georgia with which I always associate with Jimmy Carter, over zealous police officers and the song, “Georgia on My Mind.” Georgia really didn’t impress me, but being their did encourage me because it was pretty close to the Carolina’s.

South Carolina is where I had planned to stay my last night on the road, but I ran into a big problem. I had forgotten that that particular weekend was the New Years Weekend, and there were a lot of people on the road that Sunday. The traffic was terrible on Interstate 95 and I recognized that there were a lot of license plates from many of the northern states. The motels and hotels were filled to the limit and I didn’t fancy sleeping in my truck, so I made the decision to drive straight through to my uncle’s house. So, a little after nine o’clock at night I pulled into his driveway. I was tuckered out from the driving over the past four days and retired to bed not long after I arrived.

Now I give our Lord the credit for so many wonderful things. He kept me awake on the 14 hour marathon days of driving. He caused my gas guzzling truck to get pretty decent mileage during the trip. He kept the truck running wonderfully. And, He kept instilling in me the knowledge that this move is of Him and in His will.

The day after I arrived my uncle put me on the payroll but didn’t require me to work until a week after I arrived. What a blessing that was. That gave me time to get all of my utilities started as well as doing some of of the little thing that I needed to do to get the house ready to live in. And so many more things that it would take too much time to relate.

One last thing before I begin to wind this letter up. I really love the people of North Carolina. They are very friendly and most are God fearing Christians. I don’t see the “prejudice,” here that I have always been taught exists here. Most who I’ve been in contact with will always somehow inject God into a greeting or a farewell. Man, it’s heaven on earth, or as close as one can get to heaven I guess. The air is clean, the water is palatable and the food is out of this world.

Fast Forward Seven Months:

Well, seven months later things had taken a gigantic turn for the worse, but at the same time things had taken great strides forward. Now I know that what I just wrote sounds sort of strange, but let me go into some history and it will make more sense.

Right after I got to North Carolina and got to spend time with my uncle I noticed that he was a rough and callous character. From his own mouth I got the idea that he performed business out of fear and intimidation. I also noticed that favors done for people were not done as a benefactor does favors, but that his favors were done in order to use them as leverage for things that he might want in the future.

You know, there was a singer back in the 70’s or early 80’s who sang a song that has always stuck with me. The song talks about the difference in relationships with people. According to the song, there are two types of people. The first type is a person who uses things but loves people. The second type of person is the one who uses people and loves things. My uncle fell into the second category. Now they say that you can pick your friends, but you’re stuck with your relatives, and that is a universal truth which unfortunately applied to this situation.

During one of our first meetings, my uncle asked me what my goals in life are. I thought about it and said that I just wanted to live a simple life; do my job, get paid, meet my bills then some day to retire and have enough to live in a slight bit of comfort. I realized a long time ago that Christians are just passing through this world and that I’d rather have the bare essentials while here on earth and be rich in heaven. Well, the look on my uncle’s face was as though I had given the wrong answer to some game show. I could almost hear a buzzer going off which would indicate that I gave a totally stupid reply. Uncle replied that he was what is called a “Type A” personality. This type of person is what most of us refer to as a workaholic, someone who gets a high in life out of achieving goals and acquiring items through strenuous work. Now don’t get me wrong; there is nothing wrong with hard work, but one has to take time to enjoy life too, and “Type A” people don’t know how to relax and enjoy life. I mean, he was truly amazed and I think disappointed that I didn’t have the same drives that he had. I got a funny feeling that perhaps my move might turn out to be a bad one.

One of the things that had been discussed with my uncle when I flew out to North Carolina late in 2003 was what my position was to be in the pharmacy. My uncle was very impatient with his pharmacist and couldn’t understand why his business wasn’t growing at a more vigorous pace. I was given a whole gamut of ideas on what my uncle thought was wrong. He thought that perhaps some drugs were being diverted by some of the staff and he also thought that the pharmacist was keeping too much stock on the shelves. There were many other suspicions that my uncle had and what I was made to understand was that I would be working in the pharmacy, sort of keeping an eye on the stock and trying to get the business back on track. I had the suspicion that Uncle also wanted me to be his spy in the store; letting him know what everyone was doing. I think that his giving me a two percentage of the store was my incentive to do this dirty work. I decided that I would keep an eye on things, but that if there was nothing to report, or if my uncle was going to use the information that I could provide in order to work his nasty little business deeds I would have no part of it. I refused to lose any dignity or self respect or play the stooge for anyone.

It didn’t take long to realize that promises made to me were being reneged on. I was promised my wage the same as I was getting in California, which was an hourly wage and after a few paychecks in my uncle’s employ I noticed that I was getting paid a salary. I was working on average over a hundred hours per pay period and only getting paid for eighty hours, or whatever the pay period hours were. I’d been promised medical benefits, which I did get, but was constantly reminded that it was being given to me out of the goodness of my uncle’s heart. It’s not that I wasn’t thankful for this benefit, but for a person to keep reminding me how good they’ve been to me sort of wore on me after a while.

The housing that my uncle provided was very spacious; more than I could ever use. It was a peculiar sort of house though. It once had been a garage for some farmer’s tractor but my uncle converted it into a structure that acted once as his office and also as a sort of museum for all of his hunting trophies. Because of these things, there was no closet space and I had to improvise. The bathroom was small as were the shower and the basin. There were five doors to the house and all were keyed different. This caused me to go out and get keyed alike locks which I paid for myself. My uncle said that he had lots of spare locks, but since they were used, and I had some expensive items in the house I didn’t want to compromise the security of the place. I kept the lock buying a secret because he would have made a big deal out of it.

The plumbing in the house was a nightmare. There were several things that would have been code violations in just about any other state but were somehow passed in this house. There was no hot water feed to the clothes washer and when I mentioned it I was told that hot water is bad for clothes anyway. Not being one to argue with unreasonable people (which I was starting to notice my uncle was) I just let that one go. Something had happened to the hot water that led to the kitchen and it didn’t work, so it was decided that a pipe would be run on the outside of the house (just under the roofline) to the kitchen.

Now that brings us to my uncle’s hired help. Uncle has a person working for him that is really a lousy worker when it comes to anything more intricate than digging ditches. But for some reason, uncle likes to employ this person, even if this man has to do simple chores three or four times to get them right. He pays the guy a pretty good wage to for a handyman in that area. What I always tried to stress to my uncle is that for the money he paid this man to come out and do work, he could have paid a skilled worker to come out and do the job right the first time. So, when uncle’s handyman ran the hot water plumbing in January I should have known that there would be trouble. First, the job looked crappy by anyone’s standards; not level or plumb and he even ran the pipe over things he should have run them under. Then he didn’t insulate the pipe with the right size insulation, leaving it open to the cold North Carolina winter nights. So it was no surprise that the piping burst twice because it froze up. Calls to uncle about these things only produced foul language on the phone and frustration in his voice, almost like he was mad that I would not go out and fix the problem. Hey, I was the renter; not my job man!

But the really worse thing about the whole situation was the my job status or description. Soon after I arrived I was informed that I would be selling diabetic shoes for the company. I thought that was okay, especially since it was conveyed to me that I would be taking care of customers who walked into the store. So, uncle saw that the shoes make money and decided that I should be out on the road trying to muster up accounts. Now these shoes require a lot of work. The customer has to be measured, they have to be eligible through Medicare and one has to have a doctor’s order for them. I was told by my uncle that I should let the facilities get the doctor’s orders, but that never worked because shoes were the last thing on the caretaker’s mind; so I finally convinced my uncle that I should try to get the orders from the doctors. Now bear in mind that once the shoes come in, and the orders are in, they have to be billed and then fitted to the customer, which is no easy chore. So, in essence, there is a lot of work involved. And causing even more anxiety was the fact that my uncle would call every day to see what progress was being made. Then when I would tell him that things were moving slow (due to the implementation of his policies, in part) he would let out a heavy sigh, and a sort of tisk, tisk, tisk, that would tell me that he was dissatisfied with my performance.

So, to save you, the reader to have to suffer through to much more reading, let me just say that uncle expected too much and could never be satisfied. The quotas of shoes that I was to sell jumped several times. The straw that broke the camel’s back was when uncle was too sick to conduct his own affairs and he hired his banker to take over his business affairs. Let’s just put it this way; now I understand why Yeshua held bankers and lawyers in such low regard. I was called into the bankers office and given an ultimatum (they called it a memorandum) which made several statements. First, my shoe quota was to jump to thirty pair a month and that I would have to maintain that for three months. If that didn’t pan out, then I was to be put on straight commission for sales. Granted the commission had risen in this proposal, but getting that many pair of shoes a month was nearly impossible and I was being setup for failure. The third and final option was that if the first two things didn’t pan out I would be brought back to the store, my wage would be substantially reduced and two of the girls who worked in the store would be dismissed. Although I wouldn’t be directly responsible for their firing, I would have to carry around that my sales failure caused two people to be sacked. The trouble is that the two women in question were basically the main source of income for their households. So, uncle’s scheme would not only hurt me, but two whole families, and I couldn’t let that happen.

Let The Prayers Begin:

Actually, prayers for my uncle have been going on since I got saved. But, I do have to say that they intensified after my move to North Carolina. I got into a good church which had home-groups that met every Wednesday night. Like every good group they had a prayer list. I didn’t hesitate one second to put uncle on that list. I jokingly told the others that in the stead of having his name on that white erasable board we should get it inscribed onto the board with an etching tool.

So, as uncle kept turning on the heat and making my life impossible I had some options. My desires to call him out to the parking lot for a physical conversation (fist fight) were fought back with almost regret. But heck, I’m a believer and can’t be fighting like that. I had two or three talks with uncle about the Lord in an effort to help him understand what a righteous attitude is and also to get him saved. I can’t say that those efforts were unfruitful, and you’ll see why later. The third option was prayer. Several things that my uncle had said really bothered me. The first was when his wife had gone to Bible Study one day and came home a little later than anticipated. He made the remark that he “didn’t mind religion, unless it gets in the way of business.” The other thing that he constantly talked about was how “he” had been the author of all of the accomplishments that had happened in his life. You know, the strangest thing happened when he said that. I flashed immediately to the book of Daniel, where Nebuchadnezzar talked about how “he” had created Babylon and made it a great place. Now I knew what to do.

Now uncle had a bad liver and was in essence dying. So you can understand the urgency of the prayer. Uncle wasn’t going to listen to anyone around him because in his eyes we were all smaller in importance than him. My prayer started to change in his behalf. There were only two things that were going to turn uncle around. The first was that he was facing death and would soon be meeting his maker or perhaps his destroyer. The second focus of prayer was that God would do as he did with Nebuchadnezzar. In essence, God took everything away from the old king and humbled him.

Prayer times became extremely beautiful in nature. In my gigantic living-room I took advantage of the floor. Overcome with frustration over the way I was being treated and exasperation over uncle’s refusal to acknowledge Yeshua as his savior I laid prostrate on the floor many hours. When I’d get away from that attitude I would find myself bored. Nothing I could do seemed to satisfy me. But, each time it would hit me that I should be on the floor again to intercede for the situation. Some of the prayer times consisted of fervent prayer, almost moaning and crying for God to intervene. Other times there would be a little prayer and praise and worship. Many of the times I found myself praying in the Spirit, feeling like a spring of a never ending water supply. But the hardest part of all that was to pray for uncle’s failure in business. I found myself praying that all of the things that “he” thought he attained by himself would fail, dry up and blow away with the wind. I wasn’t praying against my uncle, but against the spirit of pride that had invaded his life. Before him, I had never seen someone so infested with the spirits of pride and mammon.

I knew what to expect too for all of this effort. I would be blessed by God and be harassed by the enemy of God. The more I prayed for my uncle it seemed the more he would do something to harm me or tick me off. But God gave me a peace about the whole situation and He gave me a sense that my time in North Carolina would soon be over. He would soon be taking me back to California; which by this time seemed like a real attractive event.

Soon, the forces that were controlling uncle moved to a new tactic. Uncle started to give me the silent treatment. I think that is what hurt me the most. A man that I had grown up with; who had been like a brother to me had written me off. I was being treated as though I was dead; an outcast. But you know what? It was this world that treating me that way. And Jesus went into a great discourse about how to act when the world turns against you. It’s to be expected and worn as a badge of honor. So the enemy, using my uncle as his tool was really just shoving me closer to Yeshua.

As the prayer continued God started to open doors and show me that I would be leaving soon. My mother, who had been watching her brother treat me so harshly had kept silent this whole time. She knew what my uncle was capable of and didn’t want to jeopardize my welfare while I was still technically under my uncle’s thumb. One day she felt impressed to check her safety deposit box at the bank. She found a savings bond there which she bought for me close to a quarter century before. The bond had matured to be worth close to four times it’s stated worth. It could set me up pretty well once I had moved west again. Then my friends out west started to encourage me to move back which I took as another sign. I tried to get my uncle to buy back my shares of the company, but he refused saying that they were a gift and that he refused to by back a gift. So I could make it back, and things would be tight, but I’d be free nonetheless.

Uncle’s health had taken a turn for the worse and they moved him to the beginning of the transplant list down in Florida. He and his wife had been living there in expectation that he would get a new liver and a new lease on life. The thought of dying really gave my uncle a lot of angst. It’s always that way with the high and mighty; they live recklessly until death comes knocking at the door then they find time for God.

I had been packing my stuff for a few weeks and was making other plans to leave. I felt that I had done all that I could for my uncle and that now it was between him and the Lord. Between me, his wife and literally hundreds of other believers who had been praying he was well covered in prayer. Both me and his wife, along with the pharmacist had been telling him about God and salvation through Yeshua. The seed was planted in the ground now God would have to water it and make it grow. But as you probably know, God has a way of throwing things at us when we are least prepared to handle them. He likes to test our faith and prove us through His fire. Things came to a short hold.

I was having a hard time finding a job on the west coast. My old boss said that he would love to have me come back, but that he was currently overstaffed, even with the departure of the one person who made my life miserable while I was there. It was at this time that I felt impressed to write one more letter to uncle. It was one more attempt to save his soul. The Lord had me write many things, but the thing I remember most was I made a challenge to him to take the narrow road. I remember writing that only losers take the wide road that leads to destruction, but only winners take the hard and narrow road. God showed me that this approach might work. Uncle hates to be a loser or to be considered one. I finished the e-mail and sent it off.

Neat things started to happen after I sent the e-mail. I felt yet another release from the burden. Whatever happened with uncle would happen and I would not have to feel bad on judgment day if he made the wrong choice. Also, I was put into contact with another former boss who was working for a fairly large company. She said she needed help and in effect told me I was hired. So, I packed up what I had left, made arrangements for a U-Haul trailer and worked my final week at the pharmacy. During that time my mother got a call from my uncle who informed her that he had “gotten religion.” Mom said that while he said that, his wife was in the background yelling out, “he’s saved, he’s saved.”

Soon afterward, uncle got his new liver and after the surgery it was hit and miss for a couple of days. But I rested, comforted in the fact that should he fall asleep, I would see him again in heaven. One day soon afterward I got a call from my mother who said I should call my uncle. I did, and he said that he would buy back the shares that he gave me. Granted, he gave me a greatly reduced price, and although I was insulted at first, the Lord told me to take the money and run. I knew how the Jewish people felt when they left Egypt; on a moments notice and taking some of the riches of the Egyptians. When uncle and I talked I stressed to him that I was sorry things didn’t work out and that I held no animosity toward him. He expressed the same thing, but with a lot of reservation in his tone of voice. I remember questioning whether he really got saved or not. It was then that the Lord reminded me of when I was saved so many years ago. I didn’t change over night and there are still some rough edges on this jewel. So, we’ll just sit back and watch whether uncle bears fruit or not.

The Trip Back:

Since I was traveling back with a budget I needed to travel light. As with every move things went into the dumpster and I gave a lot of things away. I didn’t want to tote around the furniture so I decided to give it away. The ladies at work were making a mere pittance from my uncle and they have always felt sort of helpless in his employ. Wage raises could be gotten easier by going through Congress then through pleading with my uncle. So, I thought that in an effort to show the ladies that not everyone in my family was a money hungry conniver I decided to just offer the furniture to the ladies. They were very grateful and I felt good helping them out.

I’m a firm believer that people tend to take on the attributes of those they’re named after. A lot of people these days don’t have Biblical names so it’s hard for them to see what I have said. People named John tend to be nice to hang out with and it’s no wonder because the name John means, “God is gracious or merciful.” They tend to be forgiving people. Agnes is a Latin name that means “lamb.” This was my grandmother’s name and she was always gentle as a lamb, a real lady, a wonderful mother and grandmother and a fine wife to my grandfather. As you know, my name is David, and it’s real easy to research how David’s tend to be, by reading the Bible. God Himself said that King David was a man after HIS own heart. He was a man that was contrite and that God could correct. Well, I tend to be that way myself and people who are oppressed or held down tend to be led to me, just like King David when he was being pursued by King Saul. I have a compassion for such people, so it is no surprise that when my uncle was treating his employees like cattle that they took to me right off. That is why I quit instead of letting them be fired and that is why I gave away a lot of my possessions. I’ll probably never get close to being as great as the person I’m named after, but I feel honored to be like him. Anyway, I digress.

The trip back to California was so special. I came back with a feeling of accomplishment, knowing that I had been in our Father’s will, probably more than ever before. It was sort of a little taste of heaven.

Before my venture back I felt like Abraham; leaving my friends and most of my family to go to an unknown land. While there, I felt like the Jewish people did in Egypt, under the hand of a strong oppressor. And when I left I felt like Moses, traveling through the wilderness to a land of milk and honey.

I left on a Monday a little after the noon hour. I wanted to leave earlier, but I loaded the moving trailer mostly by myself, except for the bed. The pharmacist, whose name is Bruce and who is a brother in the Lord helped me with that. My truck was towing a lot of weight and used a lot of gasoline. When I went up the grade up to Asheville, North Carolina it was the first test. Thankfully the truck had the power to pull the load. Granted it was pulled up the hill in third gear, but it still made it and gave me hope. I stayed the first night just over the border in Tennessee.

I got an early start on Tuesday because I wanted to make up for Monday’s lost time plus I just couldn’t sleep that well. It rained well into that state but cleared up afterward with only slight showers the rest of the day. I made it as far as about an hour north of Little Rock, Arkansas. I hated that state because it reminded me of Bill Clinton. Judging by their roads I surmised that he probably did the same thing to Arkansas as he did to the United States.

I got another early start on Wednesday and found that I was leaving Arkansas just after sunrise. Not long after I entered Oklahoma I noticed that it was starting to cloud up again. By the time I reached Oklahoma City the rain had started to fall quite heavy. That, combined with the horrible road conditions made the rest of that state quite hazardous. Let’s just say that I prayed a lot during that time. I entered the panhandle of Texas and it was still raining but for the most part the heavy stuff was over with. This drive through Texas was a lot better than the first trip because the state is quite a bit thinner up north. I ended that night in Tucumcari, New Mexico. I had always wanted to visit there and I got my wish. I wanted to drive farther but I noticed more black clouds up against the Rockies and thought I should sit this one out. Good choice too because that night there were tornado’s in the area and it would have put a big bummer on the trip if I got sucked up into one of those.

On Thursday I got yet another early start. I got the usual junk food breakfast, gassed up the truck and got on the freeway. From the early traces of light that danced against the sky I could tell that the clouds had broken up and that the storm was over. Now you can ask anyone you like and they’ll tell you that I really like the desert. It’s got a stark beauty all its own. Well, liking the desert was good because this day I would see a lot of it. The Lord always seemed to let me hit the cities at the right time, when there would be less cars than usual. Driving through Albuquerque, New Mexico was no exception. I drove through there just after the morning rush hour and lumbered up the mountain at the other side. This was the second test to see if the truck could make it. The only two after that would be going into Flagstaff and then over the hills into Bakersfield.

The mountains on the west side of New Mexico are really beautiful. They’re layered in different shades of red and orange with tans or other light shades of browns alternating between the reds. And this is the place where one can find Native Americans who really look like their ancestors. This is the land of the Apache and Navajo Indians. Before noon I passed through Gallup, New Mexico and soon entered Arizona. Soon I was driving past the Petrified Forest monument and a couple hours later found me climbing the mountain into Flagstaff. The climb wasn’t too bad and I praised the Lord for giving the truck the extra power that I had prayed for earlier that day. From Flagstaff it’s mostly downhill till you get to Kingman. From there it’s only about an hour to the California state line.

I looked at the gas gauge when I got to Needles, California and decided to get gas. I really hated to gas up there because they know they are out in the middle of nowhere and they can charge whatever they want for their gasoline. I paid $2.79 per gallon of unleaded regular gasoline, the highest I have ever paid. After Needles, there is a long upgrade which taxed my truck to the limit. It was the upgrade from hell that never seemed to end, but the gracious Lord saw me to its end. While in Needles I had called my mother just to let her know that I was going to try to reach Barstow that night. I remembered that we were now three hours in time difference and I didn’t want to call her too late. So I drove on to Barstow and got there tired and weary. I figured that I would stop at the Highway 58 exit and get a room and gas there but guess what, there’s neither at that exit. So now I felt the urge to drive to Mojave, but realized that I was down to my last 3/8 tank of gas. I prayed that the Lord would lead me to a gas station soon. I finally saw one at a crossroads out in the middle of nowhere. Someone years ago must have figured that people like me would be making a trip and need a tank of gas in the middle of the desert.

So now I was refreshed and thought that perhaps Bakersfield would be a good place to finish out this day’s trip. So I lumbered through Mojave and climbed up the Tehachapi Mountains. I rolled through Bakersfield around half past eight that evening and thought about not wanting to stay in any major city. So, I drove to Buttonwillow and found a cheap hotel room and bedded down around ten o’clock.

Friday’s drive would be a piece of cake compared to the last four days. It was just about four hours to Sacramento and I could take it easy. As I drove through Stockton and then Lodi and finally Sacramento I got a settled peaceful feeling. I rolled into the apartment complex around ten thirty in the morning and went to the office to get my keys and fill out the paperwork. The manager, whose name is Jeanette was happy to see me. She gave me two big hugs and welcomed me home. I visited some of my old neighbors, one named Dorothy who chewed me out for not keeping in contact with her, and then I started moving my stuff into the new apartment. My good friend and brother in the Lord, Lloyd came and helped when he got off of work. We laughed when we realized that we weren’t the strapping twenty year old bucks that we used to be. The move up the stairs took a bad toll on my knees which as of this writing are still messed up. But all in all, the trip went very well. I started working a week and a half later at a new job where I got a dollar an hour raise and better benefits than my uncle could ever offer. So, God is restoring to me what was taken away before.

Today, the day that I’m finishing up this article is the day I’m starting my new job. Oh, and here’s the good part. When I went in for the interview last week they offered me an extra dollar an hour to start. With the exception of a scant few things, God has replaced all that I have lost or given away. I trust that those few things will return to me just down the road. And, if He so wills, I will be blessed with more, but if not that would be okay too.

Closing Words:

In closing I want to say that this article was not written to gloat. I didn’t write it to flaunt what the Lord Jesus Christ has done for me, or to proclaim that I am somehow more in favor in His eyes than others. I just want anyone who reads this to realize that prayers do get answered. But everyone should understand that God answers prayers in HIS timing and when He sees that we can actually benefit from the answer. Thinking back now, I can see that had He answered my prayer for deliverance from California at any earlier time perhaps I wouldn’t have been as appreciative of His gift to me. I also in most likelihood would not have been in North Carolina at the right time to minister and pray for my uncle. And, I probably would not have been so appreciative of HIS getting me out of the hell that my uncle put me through. So if you, the reader, have been praying for something specific for some time and you feel like your prayers are hitting the ceiling and not going anywhere just trust me when I say that He’s listening, and He has your best interests in mind. I like to look at trials as going through a long tunnel. The tunnel has twists and turns in it so that we can’t see the light at the other end. Well, God is above that tunnel, below that tunnel, at both ends and right next to you when you’re going through the tunnel. Just trust Him, because He’s the best navigator that there ever was or is and He’ll get you through it, in HIS timing.

 

David Ben Yakov

Yahweh’s Love Letter

 

My Child…

You may not know me, but I know everything about you …Psalm 139:1

I know when you sit down and when you rise up …Psalm 139:2

I am familiar with all your ways …Psalm 139:3

Even the very hairs on your head are numbered …Matthew 10:29-31

For you were made in my image …Genesis 1:27

In me you live and move and have your being …Acts 17:28

For you are my offspring …Acts 17:28

I knew you even before you were conceived …Jeremiah 1:4-5

I chose you when I planned creation …Ephesians 1:11-12

You were not a mistake, for all your days are written in my book …Psalm 139:15-16

I determined the exact time of your birth and where you would live …Acts 17:26

You are fearfully and wonderfully made …Psalm 139:14

I knit you together in your mother’s womb …Psalm 139:13

And brought you forth on the day you were born …Psalm 71:6

I have been misrepresented by those who don’t know me …John 8:41-44

I am not distant and angry, but am the complete expression of love …1 John 4:16

And it is my desire to lavish my love on you …1 John 3:1

Simply because you are my child and I am your father …1 John 3:1

I offer you more than your earthly father ever could …Matthew 7:11

For I am the perfect father …Matthew 5:48

Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand …James 1:17

For I am your provider and I meet all your needs …Matthew 6:31-33

My plan for your future has always been filled with hope …Jeremiah 29:11

Because I love you with an everlasting love …Jeremiah 31:3

My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore. Ps. 139:17-18

And I rejoice over you with singing …Zephaniah 3:17

I will never stop doing good to you …Jeremiah 32:40

For you are my treasured possession …Exodus 19:5

I desire to establish you with all my heart and all my soul …Jeremiah 32:41

And I want to show you great and marvelous things …Jeremiah 33:3

If you seek me with all your heart, you will find me …Deuteronomy 4:29

Delight in me and I will give you the desires of your heart …Psalm 37:4

For it is I who gave you those desires …Philippians 2:13

I am able to do more for you than you could possibly imagine …Ephesians 3:20

For I am your greatest encourager …2 Thessalonians 2:16-17

I am also the Father who comforts you in all your troubles …2 Corinthians 1:3-4

When you are brokenhearted, I am close to you …Psalm 34:18

As a shepherd carries a lamb, I have carried you close to my heart …Isaiah 40:11

One day I will wipe away every tear from your eyes …Revelation 21:3-4

And I’ll take away all the pain you have suffered on this earth …Revelation 21:3-4

I am your Father, and I love you even as I love my son, Jesus …John 17:23

For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed …John 17:26

He is the exact representation of my being …Hebrews 1:3

He came to demonstrate that I am for you, not against you …Romans 8:31

And to tell you that I am not counting your sins …2 Corinthians 5:18-19

Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled …2 Corinthians 5:18-19

His death was the ultimate expression of my love for you …1 John 4:10

I gave up everything I loved that I might gain your love …Romans 8:31-32

If you receive the gift of my son Jesus, you receive me …1 John 2:23

And nothing will ever separate you from my love again …Romans 8:38-39

Come home and I’ll throw the biggest party heaven has ever seen …Luke 15:7

I have always been Father, and will always be Father …Ephesians 3:14-15

My question is…Will you be my child? …John 1:12-13

I am waiting for you …Luke 15:11-32

Love, Your Dad.
Almighty God

 

“Used by permission Father Heart Communications
Copyright 1999 www.FathersLoveLetter.com”

SOUNDING THE SHOFAR

THE SPIRITUAL SIGNIFICANCE

By David Ben Yakov

© 2006 David Ben Yakov / Delusion Resistance

 

Those of us who see the importance of getting back to our Hebrew roots have taken great interest in what is known both Biblically and in the modern Jewish realm as a SHOFAR. The word is pronounced just like it’s spelled, (show-far). In the Bible, whenever you see the word trumpet mentioned to call the people to assembly, or in a warning or a call to war, it is the Hebrew word Shofar. There are a couple of instances where a silver trumpet is mentioned, but as far as I can ascertain, they were metal instruments that were used in the service of God’s Temple. The following is a result of a search for the definition of Shofar on the Internet:

The Shofar is a trumpet made of an animal’s horn, preferably a Ram’s horn. A cow’s horn is not acceptable Nor are the antlers of a deer or similar animals who’s horns are a solid piece.

The Shofar is traditionally played during the month of Elul, which is the last month in the Hebrew calendar, and during the first ten days of the Hebrew year (the days between Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur). A person should hear 100 blasts from the shofar on each day of Rosh HaShana.

There are three sounds made with the shofar:

  • Tekiah – One long blast
  • Shevarim – Three shorter blasts
  • Teruah – A series of quick blasts

The significance of the Shofar

The sound of the shofar arouses our souls to repentance.

We blow the shofar to show that we accept God as our king, as it says in Tehillim (Psalms) 98:6, “With trumpets and the sound of the shofar make a call out before the King, God”.

The shofar was heard when we received the Torah at Mount Sinai as it says in Shemot (Exodus) 19:16, “And it came to pass on the third day in the morning, that there was thunder and lightning, and a thick cloud upon the mount, and the voice of the shofar extremely loud; so that all the people that were in the camp trembled.” Thus when we hear the shofar we are reminded to strengthen our commitment to the Torah.

The Shofar reminds us of the ram God brought to Abraham just as he tied down his son Isaac in preparation for the ultimate sacrifice.

Information obtained from: http://www.judaica-guide.com/shofar-shofars.htm

One might ask why a cow’s horn cannot be used for a Shofar? Well, according to tradition, the cow’s horn cannot be used because the cow is representative of the rebellion of Israel while Moses was on Mount Sinai; where they had Aaron form a golden calf from their golden belongings and worshipped it.

On today’s market you can get many types of Shofar’s. Why you ask, are there so many types of Shofars? Well, the answer to that is because of the Diaspora (dispersion of the Jews by the Romans) which started with the Jewish rebellion of 70 AD, where the majority of the Jewish population was exiled from Israel and the second Jewish revolt, known as the Bar Kokhba (Coke-Bah) rebellion, which ended in 135 AD. After that date, there were three separate Jewish communities around the world. The Jews that were exiled to the Roman Empire as slaves and menial workers were known as the Ashkenazi Jews. The Jews who remained in the Middle East became known as the Sephardic Jews and there was a sizable Jewish community in Ethiopia. The Jewish community used horns from a sheep ram for their shofars because that was the kosher animal that was most plentiful in Europe. The Jews who lived in Arabia and other parts of the Middle East used a shofar that is made from the horn of the African Kudu. It is possible that they used other horns over the ages, but the Kudu horn is known as the Sephardic horn. I cannot find any information about the Ethiopians using any sort of horn. The only information I could find is something that said that they used a shofar for a short while but it was after they learned the practice of the Ashkenazi Jews and the abandoned the practice not long after they learned it.

Today there are horns available from many kinds of animals. Here is a list:

Gemsbok, Waterbuck, Merino Ram, Sable, Scimitar, Blesbok, Bushback, Eland, Impala, Sitatunga, Pronghorn, Rocky Mountain Big Horn Sheep, Aoudad and Springbok.

More information can be found at a wonderful site www.theshofarman.com . He has many shofars and offers advice to shofar care, maintenance and even repair.

THE USE OF THE SHOFAR IN THE BIBLE:

There are references to the blowing of the shofar all over the Bible. We’ll look at the uses and the scriptures that back them up. This list is long, but quite informative.

  • The ram’s horn, the Shofar, is a reminder of Abraham’s sacrifice of Isaac and God’s provision of a ram as a substitute.   

    And Abraham lifted up his eyes, and looked, and behold behind him a ram caught in a thicket by his horns: and Abraham went and took the ram, and offered him up for a burnt offering in the stead of his son. Genesis 22:13
    *While not actually an account of blowing a ram’s horn, it is the first mention of one as far as I can tell.

  • The Torah was given to Israel with the sound of the Shofar from heaven. 

    And when the voice of the trumpet sounded long, and waxed louder and louder, Moses spake, and God answered him by a voice. Exodus 19:19

  • The Shofar was blown at the start of the year of Jubilee on Yom Teruah (Feast of Trumpets).

    And thou shalt number seven sabbaths of years unto thee, seven times seven years; and the space of the seven sabbaths of years shall be unto thee forty and nine years. Then shalt thou cause the trumpet of the jubilee to sound on the tenth day of the seventh month, in the day of atonement shall ye make the trumpet sound throughout all your land. Leviticus 25:9-10

  • The trumpet was blown to announce the beginning of the festivals. 

    Also in the day of your gladness, and in your solemn days, and in the beginnings of your months, ye shall blow with the trumpets over your burnt offerings, and over the sacrifices of your peace offerings; that they may be to you for a memorial before your God: I am the LORD your God. Numbers 10:10

  • Israel conquered in the battle of Jericho with the blast of the Shofar. 

    So the people shouted when the priests blew with the trumpets: and it came to pass, when the people heard the sound of the trumpet, and the people shouted with a great shout, that the wall fell down flat, so that the people went up into the city, every man straight before him, and they took the city. Joshua 6:20
    Interesting article about walls at: www.answersingenesis.org/creation/v21/i2/jericho.asp

  • Gideon and his army confused and scattered the enemy with the Shofar.

    And it was so, when Gideon heard the telling of the dream, and the interpretation thereof, that he worshipped, and returned into the host of Israel, and said, Arise; for the LORD hath delivered into your hand the host of Midian. And he divided the three hundred men into three companies, and he put a trumpet in every man’s hand, with empty pitchers, and lamps within the pitchers. And he said unto them, Look on me, and do likewise: and, behold, when I come to the outside of the camp, it shall be that, as I do, so shall ye do. When I blow with a trumpet, I and all that are with me, then blow ye the trumpets also on every side of all the camp, and say, The sword of the LORD, and of Gideon.

    So Gideon, and the hundred men that were with him, came unto the outside of the camp in the beginning of the middle watch; and they had but newly set the watch: and they blew the trumpets, and brake the pitchers that were in their hands. And the three companies blew the trumpets, and brake the pitchers, and held the lamps in their left hands, and the trumpets in their right hands to blow withal: and they cried, The sword of the LORD, and of Gideon. And they stood every man in his place round about the camp; and all the host ran, and cried, and fled. And the three hundred blew the trumpets, and the LORD set every man’s sword against his fellow, even throughout all the host: and the host fled to Bethshittah in Zererath, and to the border of Abelmeholah, unto Tabbath. Judges 7:15-22

  • The Shofar was blown to signal the assembly of the Israelites during war.

And it came to pass, when he was come, that he blew a trumpet in the mountain of Ephraim, and the children of Israel went down with him from the mount, and he before them. And he said unto them, Follow after me: for the LORD hath delivered your enemies the Moabites into your hand. And they went down after him, and took the fords of Jordan toward Moab, and suffered not a man to pass over. Judges 3:27-28

But the Spirit of the LORD came upon Gideon, and he blew a trumpet; and Abiezer was gathered after him. Judges 6:34

And there happened to be there a man of Belial, whose name was Sheba, the son of Bichri, a Benjamite: and he blew a trumpet, and said, We have no part in David, neither have we inheritance in the son of Jesse: every man to his tents, O Israel. 2 Samuel 20:1

My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war. Jeremiah 4:19

Set ye up a standard in the land, blow the trumpet among the nations, prepare the nations against her, call together against her the kingdoms of Ararat, Minni, and Ashchenaz; appoint a captain against her; cause the horses to come up as the rough caterpillars. Jeremiah 51:27

In what place therefore ye hear the sound of the trumpet, resort ye thither unto us: our God shall fight for us. Nehemiah 4:20

Shall a trumpet be blown in the city, and the people not be afraid? shall there be evil in a city, and the LORD hath not done it? Amos 3:6

  • Seven Shofar were blown before the ark of God. 

And Shebaniah, and Jehoshaphat, and Nethaneel, and Amasai, and Zechariah, and Benaiah, and Eliezer, the priests, did blow with the trumpets before the ark of God: and Obededom and Jehiah were doorkeepers for the ark. 1 Chronicles 15:24

So David and all the house of Israel brought up the ark of the LORD with shouting, and with the sound of the trumpet. 2 Samuel 6:15

  •  They took an oath before the Lord…..with trumpets and rams’ horns.

    And they sware unto the LORD with a loud voice, and with shouting, and with trumpets, and with cornets. 2 Chronicles 15:14

  • The Shofar was used for the coronation of kings. For example, King Solomon. 

    And let Zadok the priest and Nathan the prophet anoint him there king over Israel: and blow ye with the trumpet, and say, God save king Solomon…..And Zadok the priest took an horn of oil out of the tabernacle, and anointed Solomon. And they blew the trumpet; and the people said, God save king Solomon. 1 Kings 1:34, 39

  • The Shofar is a reminder that God is sovereign.

    God is gone up with a shout, the LORD with the sound of a trumpet. Psalm 47:5

  • The Shofar was blown to celebrate the new moon each month.

    Sing aloud unto God our strength: make a joyful noise unto the God of Jacob. Take a psalm, and bring hither the timbrel, the pleasant harp with the psaltery. Blow up the trumpet in the new moon, in the time appointed, on our solemn feast day. Psalm 81:1-3

  • The Shofar was used to accompany other musical instruments during  temple ceremonies in Jerusalem and in praise and worship. 

    With trumpets and sound of cornet make a joyful noise before the LORD, the King. Psalm 98:6

    Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and harp. Praise him with the timbrel and dance: praise him with stringed instruments and organs. Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high sounding cymbals. Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD. Praise ye the LORD. Psalm 150:3-6
  • The Shofar will be blown at the time of the ingathering of the exiles to Israel. 

    And it shall come to pass in that day, that the great trumpet shall be blown, and they shall come which were ready to perish in the land of Assyria, and the outcasts in the land of Egypt, and shall worship the LORD in the holy mount at Jerusalem. Isaiah 27:13

  • The blowing of the Shofar is a signal for the call to repentance. 

    Cry aloud, spare not, lift up thy voice like a trumpet, and shew my people their transgression, and the house of Jacob their sins. Isaiah 58:1

    Set the trumpet to thy mouth. He shall come as an eagle against the house of the LORD, because they have transgressed my covenant, and trespassed against my law. Hosea 8:1

  • The Shofar were blown as a warning.
    If when he seeth the sword come upon the land, he blow the trumpet, and warn the people; Then whosoever heareth the sound of the trumpet, and taketh not warning; if the sword come, and take him away, his blood shall be upon his own head. He heard the sound of the trumpet, and took not warning; his blood shall be upon him. But he that taketh warning shall deliver his soul. But if the watchman see the sword come, and blow not the trumpet, and the people be not warned; if the sword come, and take any person from among them, he is taken away in his iniquity; but his blood will I require at the watchman’s hand. Ezekiel 33:3-6
    And if ye go to war in your land against the enemy that oppresseth you, then ye shall blow an alarm with the trumpets; and ye shall be remembered before the LORD your God, and ye shall be saved from your enemies. Numbers 10:9

    All ye inhabitants of the world, and dwellers on the earth, see ye, when he lifteth up an ensign on the mountains; and when he bloweth a trumpet, hear ye. Isaiah 18:3

  • The blowing of the Shofar ushers in the day of the Lord.

    Blow ye the trumpet in Zion, and sound an alarm in my holy mountain: let all the inhabitants of the land tremble: for the day of the LORD cometh, for it is nigh at hand; Joel 2:1

  • The Shofar is blown to call the sacred assembly.

    Blow the trumpet in Zion, sanctify a fast, call a solemn assembly: Joel 2:15

  • Israel will be advised of the advent of the Messiah with the sound of the Shofar.

    And the LORD shall be seen over them, and his arrow shall go forth as the lightning: and the LORD God shall blow the trumpet, and shall go with whirlwinds of the south. The LORD of hosts shall defend them; and they shall devour, and subdue with sling stones; and they shall drink, and make a noise as through wine; and they shall be filled like bowls, and as the corners of the altar. And the LORD their God shall save them in that day as the flock of his people: for they shall be as the stones of a crown, lifted up as an ensign upon his land. Zechariah 9:14-16

  •  The Shofar is sounded at the harpazo (rapture) of the saints.

    For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first: Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord. 1 Thessalonians 4:16-17

  • The Shofar (trumpet) is the sound of God’s voice.

    I was in the Spirit on the Lord’s day, and heard behind me a great voice, as of a trumpet, Revelation 1:10

  • John was taken up to Heaven in the Book of Revelation by the sound of the Shofar.

    After this I looked, and, behold, a door was opened in heaven: and the first voice which I heard was as it were of a trumpet talking with me; which said, Come up hither, and I will shew thee things which must be hereafter. Revelation 4:1

  • Seven trumpets (Shofar) are sounded when God judges the earth during the tribulation.

    And when he had opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour. And I saw the seven angels which stood before God; and to them were given seven trumpets. And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer; and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne. And the smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel’s hand. And the angel took the censer, and filled it with fire of the altar, and cast it into the earth: and there were voices, and thunderings, and lightnings, and an earthquake. And the seven angels which had the seven trumpets prepared themselves to sound.

    The first angel sounded, and there followed hail and fire mingled with blood, and they were cast upon the earth: and the third part of trees was burnt up, and all green grass was burnt up.

    And the second angel sounded, and as it were a great mountain burning with fire was cast into the sea: and the third part of the sea became blood; And the third part of the creatures which were in the sea, and had life, died; and the third part of the ships were destroyed.

    And the third angel sounded, and there fell a great star from heaven, burning as it were a lamp, and it fell upon the third part of the rivers, and upon the fountains of waters; And the name of the star is called Wormwood: and the third part of the waters became wormwood; and many men died of the waters, because they were made bitter.

    And the fourth angel sounded, and the third part of the sun was smitten, and the third part of the moon, and the third part of the stars; so as the third part of them was darkened, and the day shone not for a third part of it, and the night likewise. And I beheld, and heard an angel flying through the midst of heaven, saying with a loud voice, Woe, woe, woe, to the inhibitors of the earth by reason of the other voices of the trumpet of the three angels, which are yet to sound!

    And the fifth angel sounded, and I saw a star fall from heaven unto the earth: and to him was given the key of the bottomless pit. And he opened the bottomless pit; and there arose a smoke out of the pit, as the smoke of a great furnace; and the sun and the air were darkened by reason of the smoke of the pit. And there came out of the smoke locusts upon the earth: and unto them was given power, as the scorpions of the earth have power. And it was commanded them that they should not hurt the grass of the earth, neither any green thing, neither any tree; but only those men which have not the seal of God in their foreheads. And to them it was given that they should not kill them, but that they should be tormented five months: and their torment was as the torment of a scorpion, when he striketh a man. And in those days shall men seek death, and shall not find it; and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them. And the shapes of the locusts were like unto horses prepared unto battle; and on their heads were as it were crowns like gold, and their faces were as the faces of men. And they had hair as the hair of women, and their teeth were as the teeth of lions. And they had breastplates, as it were breastplates of iron; and the sound of their wings was as the sound of chariots of many horses running to battle. And they had tails like unto scorpions, and there were stings in their tails: and their power was to hurt men five months. And they had a king over them, which is the angel of the bottomless pit, whose name in the Hebrew tongue is Abaddon, but in the Greek tongue hath his name Apollyon. One woe is past; and, behold, there come two woes more hereafter.

    And the sixth angel sounded, and I heard a voice from the four horns of the golden altar which is before God, Saying to the sixth angel which had the trumpet, Loose the four angels which are bound in the great river Euphrates. And the four angels were loosed, which were prepared for an hour, and a day, and a month, and a year, for to slay the third part of men. And the number of the army of the horsemen were two hundred thousand thousand: and I heard the number of them. And thus I saw the horses in the vision, and them that sat on them, having breastplates of fire, and of jacinth, and brimstone: and the heads of the horses were as the heads of lions; and out of their mouths issued fire and smoke and brimstone. By these three was the third part of men killed, by the fire, and by the smoke, and by the brimstone, which issued out of their mouths. For their power is in their mouth, and in their tails: for their tails were like unto serpents, and had heads, and with them they do hurt. And the rest of the men which were not killed by these plagues yet repented not of the works of their hands, that they should not worship devils, and idols of gold, and silver, and brass, and stone, and of wood: which neither can see, nor hear, nor walk: Neither repented they of their murders, nor of their sorceries, nor of their fornication, nor of their thefts.

    And I saw another mighty angel come down from heaven, clothed with a cloud: and a rainbow was upon his head, and his face was as it were the sun, and his feet as pillars of fire: And he had in his hand a little book open: and he set his right foot upon the sea, and his left foot on the earth, And cried with a loud voice, as when a lion roareth: and when he had cried, seven thunders uttered their voices. And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was about to write: and I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, Seal up those things which the seven thunders uttered, and write them not. And the angel which I saw stand upon the sea and upon the earth lifted up his hand to heaven, And sware by him that liveth for ever and ever, who created heaven, and the things that therein are, and the earth, and the things that therein are, and the sea, and the things which are therein, that there should be time no longer: But in the days of the voice of the seventh angel, when he shall begin to sound, the mystery of God should be finished, as he hath declared to his servants the prophets. Revelation 8:1-10:7

 

THE SHOFAR FOR SPIRITUAL WARFARE:

It is important to realize that physical things tend to impact the spiritual realm and the spiritual the physical realm. Several years ago, while I was a believer who was walking in the flesh, I was told this by the Lord. I can’t really remember what the circumstances was, but I can remember after completing whatever act it was, the Lord showed me that the spiritual realm is filled with entities that watch us all the time. What we think we do in secret and what we think we get away with is actually witnessed by a host of angels and demons and of course the Lord Himself. It’s like we’re in a play, performing in front of a large audience; unaware that the audience is there. Frankly, I believe that if Christians would realize that and remember it, we would not do some of the things that we do.

It is also important to realize that the good things that we do; the things we do in Yeshua’s name, are also seen by the whole audience. I’m comforted by the scriptures that read:

The eyes of the LORD are upon the righteous, and his ears are open unto their cry. Psalm 34:15

For the ways of man are before the eyes of the LORD, and he pondereth all his goings. Proverbs 5:21

The eyes of the LORD are in every place, beholding the evil and the good. Proverbs 15:3

He’s watching us all the time. I usually don’t like to quote secular sources, but there is one song that I hear on the work radio that always reminds me of the Lord. It is sung as a man to a woman, but it can so aptly be used in a plea from God to His Children. I’ve omitted the chorus because it deals with human relationships:

Sting – I’ll Be Watching You (Feat. The Police) Lyrics

Every breath you take
And every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I'll be watching you

Every single day
And every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I'll be watching you

Oh, can't you see
You belong to me
Now my poor heart aches
With every step you take

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you

Oh, can't you see
You belong to me
Now my poor heart aches
Every step you take

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you

Every move you make
Every step you take
I'll be watching you
I'll be watching you

 

It’s really funny that although the lyrics above were written as from a man to his lover, every time I hear it I immediately think of our Lord Yeshua and how He constantly monitors every move and thought that we make. When the song plays it is a sobering thought to stay vigilant in a righteous walk with Yeshua. It would make a dynamite song to sing in Church.

Now when it comes to a meeting of the minds, no such thing can exist because the carnal mind cannot understand the mind of God, as we see in the following scripture:

Seek ye the LORD while he may be found, call ye upon him while he is near: Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts: and let him return unto the LORD, and he will have mercy upon him; and to our God, for he will abundantly pardon. For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts. For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven, and returneth not thither, but watereth the earth, and maketh it bring forth and bud, that it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the eater: So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it. For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands. Instead of the thorn shall come up the fir tree, and instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle tree: and it shall be to the LORD for a name, for an everlasting sign that shall not be cut off. Isaiah 55:7-13

I highlighted part of the passage above because I want to bring something to light. Back when I worked in construction we had a little saying, which for the sake of Christian readers I’ll clean up a great deal. We used to have a scoring system called “atta boys” and “oh craps.” When any person did something that would save the boss money, or if you went the extra mile for a coworker you would get an “atta boy.” If you did something that threw a wrench into the works, cost the boss extra money or made any sort of a mistake, you would receive an “oh crap.” As the saying went, “one oh crap erases all atta boys. And isn’t that like the world today? In any sector in society more attention will be paid to one “oh crap,” than will be paid to hundreds of atta boys. That is the way that the world works. But God, as evidenced by the scripture above and most of the Bible, says that one atta boy erases all of the oh craps. God’s ways seem foolish to the natural man, but God says to that:

Because the foolishness of God is wiser than men; and the weakness of God is stronger than men. For ye see your calling, brethren, how that not many wise men after the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble, are called: But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty; And base things of the world, and things which are despised, hath God chosen, yea, and things which are not, to bring to nought things that are: That no flesh should glory in his presence. But of him are ye in Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us wisdom, and righteousness, and sanctification, and redemption: That, according as it is written, He that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord. 1 Corinthians 1:25-31

So why have I written all of that in a section about the Spiritual Warfare aspect to blowing the Shofar? Well because frankly, to the carnal mind, something such as that is foolishness. The carnal mind doesn’t, for the most part recognize that there is a spiritual realm and those carnally minded who do have the recognition usually adhere to the wrong side in the war. There are even some in God’s Body who might see blowing the Shofar in spiritual warfare as being foolishness. Some might even condemn it as superstitious or some other sort of foolishness. But is it really foolishness? I happen to subscribe that there is factual proof that blowing the Shofar does indeed fit into spiritual warfare. The illustrations are all above for you to see. Gideon had his men blow the Shofar and that, combined with the broken lamp pitchers caused the enemy to turn upon themselves and kill themselves. Of course we know that a lot of what happened there was confusion caused by God and his angels. No sane army is going to kill itself by just hearing horns and seeing lamps. When the Shofar blew it actually caused confusion in the unseen entities that were driving the enemies of Gideon and Israel, and ultimately the enemies of God Himself. The fact that the Jewish warriors all yelled out, “the sword of the Lord,” leads me to believe that there was angelic intervention. One has to be careful is ascribing foolishness to blowing of the Shofar. One has to ask the question of oneself that if they call it foolishness today are they calling God foolish. After all, God is the one who inspired the writers of the Bible to pen the accounts. We have to remember that, as it is written:

Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever. Hebrews 13:8

God never changes and His ways remain the same forever. What was acceptable in His eyes 3500 years ago still applies today.

One might ask why it would cause confusion among the evil angels and the demons that accompany them? Well, we have to assume that Satan and his minions know scripture. They probably know it better than any Christian alive because frankly, they know battle tactics and they’ve had thousands of years to study human beings and to apply their terroristic ways toward mankind and they’ve had thousands to study Scripture as it’s been revealed by God to mankind. In their knowledge of Scripture, they have seen the deeds of God in past times and they have read about what God will do in the future. For instance, they know that the Rapture will be preceded by an angel blowing a Shofar. They know that John the Apostle was summoned to Heaven by the blowing of a Shofar. They know that there will be Seven Trumpet Judgments during the time of Jacob’s Trouble. Can you imagine what must be going through their diseased minds when they hear a Shofar blast. Immediately it reminds them of their failures in the past and their ultimate doom in the soon to be future. If there was a psychiatric hospital in the demonic realm it would probably have little imps lined outside the door waiting to report their latest anxiety attack.

Modern armies have used a bugle, a modern form of the Shofar in the same was that the Jewish armies once did. The armies of the British used it for a long time before they started using the bagpipes to lead their men into battle. Their choice of the bagpipe was probably due to the fact (in my opinion anyway) that that musical instrument is quite annoying and the enemy would probably retreat just so that they could have the serenity of not hearing it. Apologies to all you bagpipe fans, but we all can’t be the same, can we? If you’ve watched any cowboy and Indian movies you’ve seen the cavalry coming to the rescue. The bugler sounds attack when advancing or retreat when ordered to do so. He also blows the bugle to assemble the troops or to sound when they should retire to bed. As the writer of Ecclesiastes wrote:

The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun. Ecclesiastes 1:9

The Chinese used a tactic during the Korean war that affected the American Army in ill ways. They would blow trumpets on an encampment that they had surrounded and would literally try to cause the Americans so much grief with trumpet playing at all hours of the day and night, that they would want to give up. Rent the movie, “Porkchop Hill” if you want to see the effects; it’s an oldie but a goodie.

And finally, there are those who are going to ask if I know of any instances where the Shofar has worked in a spiritual warfare instance. Well, I know of two or three, and two that were personal. The first I will only touch on as I don’t feel that it is right to divulge names especially since the person involved wants to remain in anonymity. A leading Christian UFO researcher has documented a case where a person was being harassed by extraterrestrials and was quite scared when they called the researcher. After a bit of talk and prayer the entities were still manifesting to this person. So, the researcher, who was in the company of another Christian (who had a Shofar) had the victim hold their phone out into the room while the other Christian blew his Shofar into his phone. When the victim came back onto the phone they reported that the entities had departed when they heard the Shofar. Both the researcher and the person who was being harasses are credible people.

The second instance happened to me at my workplace. I work with a young Jewish man who shares interests in playing the Shofar. I had just bought my Shofar and was having a hard time trying to play it. I have a natural cut on my Shofar whereas some get a bell carved into their horn. Anyway, my Jewish friend took the horn and blew it in the Pharmacy a couple of times (much to the annoyance of the pharmacist) and was told to go outside. He blew it out there for about half an hour and then came in. Now, one has to understand the mechanics of my workplace. There is always a spirit of oppression there, partly due to the fact that I have a coworker that’s a witch, but also because of all of the humanism that exists there. Sometimes I think that the only four Christians working there are the only ones that keep the place from imploding. Anyway, it was a Saturday when we were working and our boss believes in understaffing our pharmacy, especially on Saturdays. Up until that day, every Saturday was bad, the tempers flared in many, and by the end of the day we all felt like we’d had our minds and spirits fried. But on the Saturday when Robert blew the Shofar, things seemed to go great and the workload, although the same, was handled without any problem. You could call it coincidence or just dumb luck, but it happened, and I know why it happened. It was because the enemy who causes all of the problems ran away when they heard the Shofar.

And as a final note, if you have seen the video of our trek out to the crash site down in Roswell, you have seen that Joe Jordan blew the Shofar there. While walking into the site (about two miles) I noticed that there was an oppression over us. It wasn’t the heat because having lived in the Sacramento Valley I’m used summer days over a hundred degrees. It wasn’t the hike because I like to hike. The oppression was spiritual. After Joe blew the Shofar, David Flynn of The Watcher Website www.watcherwebsite.com came up to me and showed me his arm. The hair on his arm was standing up! The rest of the site visit and the hike out was great and even the kidney stone that the evil one planted in my system didn’t hurt as much as I’ve heard they do.

Summary:

Well, that ends out short study of the Shofar and the spiritual implications of playing it. If you are interested in buying one you can pick one up fairly cheap. At Christian Book they sell them and the horns they sell are made in Israel. I like the sound of a Yemeni Shofar as it has a better tone to me but some prefer the sheep’s horn. If you’ve ever played a brass instrument you’ll adapt to playing the Shofar pretty quickly. All of those baritone lessons I had in school finally paid off; thanks Dad!

If you have close neighbors you’ll find out real quick if they’re believers or not. Bless the Lord that I’ve been blessed to live in an apartment that has thickly insulated walls. For my neighbor’s sake I play it at night when I get home. As I play it I get pictures of how God used them in the Jericho and Gideon scenarios. I get a feeling that I’m carrying on a tradition that God commanded; and being Christians, we’re grafted into the Jewish Tree. I do not see it as an obligation, but a blessing placed upon me and I love it. What I also like about it is that since I’ve come to know the spiritual impact that the horn playing has, I find comfort in that the little bugaboos that hang around me trying to make my life miserable are loosing their little spiritual bowels as they run away from the sound. As you can well understand, being the administrator of The Delusion Resistance and the AACCOA has put me on the enemy’s “to do” list and every chance I get to  harass them before they get to me is one more notch on my Shofar. Be blessed in Yeshua, one and all.

 

David Ben Yakov

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We frequently use the familiar term, gospel, or good news. Where is the first place it appears in the Bible? The answer may surprise you.

An Integrated Message

The great discovery is that the Bible is a message system: it’s not simply 66 books penned by 40 authors over thousands of years, the Bible is an integrated whole which bears evidence of supernatural engineering in every detail.

The Jewish rabbis have a quaint way of expressing this very idea: they say that they will not understand the Scriptures until the Messiah comes. But when He comes, He will not only interpret each of the passages for us, He will interpret the very words; He will even interpret the very letters themselves; in fact, He will even interpret the spaces between the letters!

When I first heard this, I simply dismissed this as a colorful exaggeration. Until I reread Matthew 5:17 and 18:

Think not that I have come to destroy the Torah and the prophets; I have not come to destroy but to fulfill. For verily I say unto you, Till heaven and earth pass, one jot or one tittle shall in no wise pass from the law, till all be fulfilled. (A jot and tittle are the Hebrew equivalent of our dotting an i and the crossing of a t.)

An Example

A remarkable example of this can be glimpsed in Genesis Chapter 5, where we have the genealogy of Adam through Noah. This is one of those chapters which we often tend to skim over quickly as we pass through Genesis it’s simply a genealogy from Adam to Noah.

But God always rewards the diligent student. Let’s examine this chapter more closely.

In our Bible, we read the Hebrew names. What do these names mean in English?

A Study of Original Roots

The meaning of proper names can be a difficult pursuit since a direct translation is often not readily available. Even a conventional Hebrew lexicon can prove disappointing. A study of the original roots, however, can yield some fascinating insights.

(A caveat: many study aids, such as a conventional lexicon, can prove rather superficial when dealing with proper nouns. Furthermore, views concerning the meanings of original roots are not free of controversy and variant readings.)

Let s take an example.

The Flood Judgment

Methuselah comes from muth, a root that means “death”;1 and from shalach, which means to bring, or to send forth. The name Methuselah means, “his death shall bring”.2

Methuselah’s father was given a prophecy of the coming Great Flood, and was apparently told that as long as his son was alive, the judgment of the flood would be withheld; but as soon as he died, the flood would be brought or sent forth.

(Can you imagine raising a kid like that? Every time the boy caught a cold, the entire neighborhood must have panicked!)

And, indeed, the year that Methuselah died, the flood came.3

It is interesting that Methuselah’s life, in effect, was a symbol of God’s mercy in forestalling the coming judgment of the flood. Therefore, it is fitting that his lifetime is the oldest in the Bible, speaking of the extensiveness of God’s mercy.

The Other Names

If there is such significance in Methuselah’s name, let’s examine the other names to see what may lie behind them.

Adam’s name means man. As the first man, that seems straight forward enough.

Seth

Adam’s son was named Seth, which means appointed. Eve said, “For God hath appointed me another seed instead of Abel, whom Cain slew.4

Enosh

Seth’s son was called Enosh, which means mortal, frail, or miserable. It is from the root anash, to be incurable, used of a wound, grief, woe, sickness, or wickedness.

It was in the days of Enosh that men began to defile the name of the Living God.5

Kenan

Enosh’s son was named Kenan, which can mean sorrow, dirge, or elegy. (The precise denotation is somewhat elusive; some study aids unfortunately presume that Kenan is synonymous with Cainan.)

Balaam, looking down from the heights of Moab, uses a pun upon the name of the Kenites when he prophesies their destruction.6

We have no real idea as to why these names were chosen for their children. Often they may have referred to circumstances at birth, and so on.

Mahalalel

Kenan’s son was Mahalalel, from Mahalal which means blessed or praise; and El, the name for God. Thus, Mahalalel means the Blessed God. Often Hebrew names include El, the name of God, as Dan-i-el, “God is my Judge”, etc.

Jared

Mahalalel’s son was named Jared, from the verb yaradh, meaning shall come down.7

Enoch

Jared’s son was named Enoch, which means teaching, or commencement. He was the first of four generations of preachers. In fact, the earliest recorded prophecy was by Enoch, which amazingly enough deals with the Second Coming of Christ (although it is quoted in the Book of Jude in the New Testament):

Enoch also, the seventh from Adam, prophesied of these, saying,

Behold, the Lord cometh with ten thousands of his saints, To execute judgment upon all, and to convince all that are ungodly among them of all their ungodly deeds which they have ungodly committed, and of all their hard speeches which ungodly sinners have spoken against.” Jude 14, 15

Methuselah

Enoch was the father of Methuselah, who we have already mentioned. Enoch walked with God after he begat Methuselah.8 Apparently, Enoch received the prophecy of the Great Flood, and was told that as long as his son was alive, the judgment of the flood would be withheld. The year that Methuselah died, the flood came.

Enoch, of course, never died: he was translated9 (or, if you’ll excuse the expression, raptured ). That s how Methuselah can be the oldest man in the Bible, yet he died before his father!

Lamech

Methuselah’s son was named Lamech, a root still evident today in our own English word, lament or lamentation. Lamech suggests “despairing.”

(This name is also linked to the Lamech in Cain’s line who inadvertently killed his son Tubal-Cain in a hunting incident.10

Noah

Lamech, of course, is the father of Noah, which is derived from nacham, to bring relief or comfort, as Lamech himself explains in Genesis 5:29.

The Composite List

Now let’s put it all together:

 

 Hebrew   English
Adam Man
Seth Appointed
Enosh Mortal
Kenan Sorrow
Mahalalel The Blessed God
Jared Shall Come Down
Enoch Teaching
Methuselah His Death Shall Bring
Lamech The Desparing
Noah Rest, or Comfort

 

That’s rather remarkable:

Man (is) appointed mortal sorrow; (but) the Blessed God shall come down teaching (that) His death shall bring (the) despairing rest.

Here’s the Gospel hidden within a genealogy in Genesis!

(You will never convince me that a group of Jewish rabbis conspired to hide the Christian Gospel right here in a genealogy within their venerated Torah!)

Evidence of Design

The implications of this discovery are more wide spread than is evident at first glance.

It demonstrates that in the earliest chapters of the Book of Genesis, God had already laid out His plan of redemption for the predicament of mankind. It is a love story, written in blood on a wooden cross which was erected in Judea almost 2,000 years ago.

The Bible is an integrated message system, the product of supernatural engineering. Every number, every place name, every detail every jot and tittle is there for our learning, our discovery, and our amazement. Truly, our God is an awesome God.

It is astonishing to discover how many Biblical controversies seem to evaporate if one simply recognized the unity the integrity of these 66 books, penned by 40 authors over thousands of years.

It is remarkable how many subtle discoveries lie behind the little details of the text. Some of these become immediately obvious with a little study; some are more technical and require special helps.

Many of these discoveries are described in our Briefing Package, Beyond Coincidence. Several are also highlighted in our recent book, The Creator Beyond Time and Space.

Look behind every detail: there’s a discovery to be made! God always rewards the diligent student. What other messages lay hidden behind the names in the Bible? Check it out.

 

Notes:

  1. Muth, death, occurs 125 times in the Old Testament.
  2. See Pink, Jones, and Stedman in the bibliography.
  3. Methuselah was 187 when he had Lamech, and lived 782 years more. Lamech had Noah when he was 182 (Genesis 5:25-28). The Flood came in Noah’s 600th year (Genesis 7:6, 11). 600 + 182 = 782nd year of Lamech, the year Methuselah died.
  4. Genesis 4:25.
  5. Genesis 4:26 is often mistranslated. Targum of Onkelos: …desisted from praying in the name ; Targum of Jonathan: surnamed their idols in the name… ; Kimchi, Rashi, and other ancient Jewish commentators agree. Jerome indicated that this was the opinion of many Jews of his day. Maimonides, Commentary on the Mishna (a constituent part of the Talmud), a.d. 1168, ascribes the origin of idolatry to the days of Enosh.
  6. Numbers 24:21, 23.
  7. Some authorities suggest that this might be an allusion to the Sons of God who came down to corrupt the daughters of men, resulting in the Nephilim (Fallen Ones) of Genesis 6. These were discussed in our article last month (January 1996), and are also reviewed in our briefing package, The Flood of Noah.
  8. Genesis 5:21, 24.
  9. Genesis 5:24.
  10. Genesis 4:19-25; rabbinical sources, re: Kaplan, et al.

Bibliography:

  1. Eastman, Mark, and Missler, Chuck, The Creator Beyond Time and Space, The Word for Today, Costa Mesa CA, 1995.
  2. Jones, Alfred, Dictionary of Old Testament Proper Names, Kregel Publications, Grand Rapids MI, 1990.
  3. Kaplan, Rabbi Aryeh, The Living Torah, Maznaim Publishing Corporation, Jerusalem, 1981.
  4. Pink, Arthur W., Gleanings in Genesis, Moody Bible Institute, Chicago IL, 1922.
  5. Missler, Chuck, Beyond Coincidence (audio briefing package with notes), Koinonia House, Coeur d Alene ID, 83816, 1994.
  6. Rosenbaum, M., and Silbermann, A., Pentateuch with Onkelos’s Translation (into Aramaic) and Rashi s Commentary, Silbermann Family Publishers, Jerusalem, 1973.
  7. Stedman, Ray C., The Beginnings, Word Books, Waco TX, 1978.  

This article was first published in the February 1996 edition of Personal UPDATE

Copyright (C) 1996 by Koinonia House Inc., P.O. Box D, Coeur d’Alene, ID 83816-0347

NASA AND THE BIBLE

The Bible Helps The Brainiacs


For all the scientists out there and for all the students who have a hard time convincing these people regarding the truth of the Bible…here’s something that shows God awesome creation and shows that He is still in control.

Did you know that the space program is busy proving that what has been called “myth” in the Bible is true?

Mr. Harold Hill, President of the Curtis Engine Company in Baltimore Maryland and a consultant in the space program, relates the following development.

“I think one of the most amazing things that God has for us today happened recently to our astronauts and space scientists at Greenbelt, Maryland. They were checking the position of the sun, moon, and planets out in space where they would be 100 years and 1000 ! years from now. We have to know this so we won’t send a satellite, up and have it bump into something later on in its orbits. We have to lay out the orbits in terms of the life of the satellite, and where the planets will be so the whole thing will not bog down.

They ran the computer measurement back and forth over the centuries and it came to a halt. The computer stopped and put up a red signal, which meant that there was something wrong either with the information fed into it or with the results as compared to the standards. They called in the service department to check it out and they said, “What’s wrong?” Well, they found there is a day missing in space in elapsed time. They scratched their heads and tore their hair.

There was no answer.

Finally, a Christian man on the team said, “You know, one time I was in Sunday School and they talked about the sun standing still. “While they didn’t believe him, they didn’t have an answer either, so they said, “Show us.”

He got a Bible and went back to the book of Joshua where they found a pretty ridiculous statement for any one with “common sense.” There they found the Lord saying to Joshua, “Fear them not, I have delivered them into Thy hand; there shall not a man of them stand before Thee.” Joshua was concerned because he was surrounded by the enemy and if darkness fell they would overpower them. So Joshua asked the Lord to make the sun stand still! That’s right -“The sun stood still and the moon stayed-and hasted not to go down about a whole day!” (Joshua 10:12-13)

The astronauts and scientists said, “There is the missing day!” They checked the computers going back into the time it was written and found it was close but not close enough. The elapsed time that was missing back in Joshua’s day was 23 hours and 20 minutes – not a whole day.

They read the Bible and there! it was “about (approximately) a day” These little words in the Bible are important, but they were still in trouble because if you cannot account for 40 minutes you’ll still be in trouble 1,000 years from now. Forty minutes had to be found because it can be multiplied many times over in orbits.

As the Christian employee thought about it, he remembered somewhere in the Bible where it said the sun went BACKWARDS. The scientists told him he was out of his mind, but they got out the Book and read these words in 2 Kings that told of the following story: Hezekiah, on his deathbed, was visited by the prophet Isaiah who told him that he was not going to die. Hezekiah asked for a sign as proof. Isaiah said “Do you want the sun to go ahead 10 degrees?” Hezekiah said “It is nothing for the sun to go ahead 10 degrees, but let the shadow return backward 10 degrees.” Isaiah spoke to the Lord and the Lord brought the shadow ten degrees BACKWARD!

Ten degrees is exactly 40 minutes!

EXODUS FROM EGYPT

Awesome Demographics

 

Moses and the people were in the desert, but what was he going to do with them?  They had to be fed, and feeding 2 or 3 million people requires a lot of food.

According to the Quartermaster General in the Army, it is reported that Moses would have to have had 1500 tons of food each day. Do you know that to bring that much food each day, two freight trains, each at least a mile long, would be required!

Besides you must remember, they were out in the desert, so they would have to have firewood to use in cooking the food. This would take 4000 tons of wood and a few more freight trains, each a mile long, just for one day. And just think, they were forty years in transit.

And Oh yes! They would have to have water. If they only had enough to drink and wash a few dishes, it would take 11,000,000 gallons each day and a freight train with tank cars, 1800 miles long, just to bring water!

And then another thing!

They had to get across the Red Sea at night. Now, if they went on a narrow path, double file, the line would be 800 miles long and would require 35 days and nights to get through. So there had to be a space in the Red Sea, 3 miles wide so that they could walk 5000 abreast to get over in one night.

But then, there is another problem. Each time they camped at the end of the day, a camp ground two-thirds the size of the state of Rhode Island was required, or a total of 750 square miles long; think of it! This much space for camping. Do you think Moses figured all this out before he left Egypt? I think not! You see, Moses believed in God. God took care of these things for him.

Now do you think God has any problem taking care of all your needs? His promises are true, And when we give Him all our cares, You know He will see us through. Our God is an Awesome God!!

So when the road you’re traveling on seems difficult at best, just remember I’m praying and God will do the rest.

 

Note: This document made the e-mail rounds in 2003. It is presumed that the contents herein are public domain.

THE SOUND OF COMMUNION?

David Ben Yakov

© 2006 David Ben Yakov / The Delusion Resistance

 

 

Preface:

I’d like to preface this article with a brief semi-biographical account of how Yahweh has operated in my life and through it. I guess it all started back when I first became a true believer in Yeshua (Jesus) by way of a Born Again experience in Him back on July 21, 1979. I really didn’t know what to expect when I prayed that prayer. I just knew that I had to pray it and that the time was right. I was tired of running from my pursuer, Yahweh, and knew that it was time to face the destiny that He had prepared for me since before the foundation of all that He created in our plane of linear existence.

Ever since I was a young child I was fascinated with the future and those who claimed that they could predict it. I was one of those people who would read predictions for the new year that all of the crackpot psychics would publish in the newspapers every January. The one thing that bothered me was that they were never right. Oh sure, sometimes they would hit a bulls-eye with a prediction that was so vague that it had to come true. There could be no doubt there would be a great earthquake somewhere in the world that would kill thousands or there would be a bad hurricane that year that would destroy much property, but anyone could predict that and have a fairly wonderful chance of their prediction becoming reality. I became interested in the writings of Nostradamus and tried to make sense of them, but they too were sort of vague; and were written with an air of mystery about them. I figured that someone who could truly tell the future and with some accuracy would have to not only do so, but they would have to have a good track record. It also made sense to me that they should also make things plain and simple so that everyone could understand.

So about a year before I came to faith in Yeshua I picked up a book at some store in or around Vacaville, California which is where I lived. The book was called, “The Late Great Planet Earth,” and was written by some guy named Hal Lindsey. It claimed to have all of the answers. I got the book home and placed it on my bookshelf with the purpose of reading it some day. I moved back to New Jersey for a year and went through an awful time of dealing with who I was and where I fit in the scheme of the universe. My life was a mess. Drugs had clouded my mind. My cousin was dealing drugs and hence I had what I wanted and got it for free. What more could a person ask for I pondered. I then noticed that the narcotics squad was following me around which I surmised was due to my cousin’s business and it scared me. One night that same cousin lied to me by telling me that the powder that I was about to snort up my nose was cocaine, but it was in effect Angel’s Dust. I had a bad time that night and went into the bathroom and saw the face of a dead person in the mirror and it caused me to realize that this was not where my destiny lay; there had to be something else.

So I started to delve into some really strange stuff. I read books by a woman named Ruth Montgomery which appealed to my logic. I was told on those pages that I was a good person no matter what I did and that I didn’t have to worry about doing wrong because there was no hell and no accountability to anyone except myself. But as good as that sounded, in the back of my mind it sounded shallow and empty, sort of like the promise of a real Santa Claus is told a young child.

Anyway, after a series of small miracles happened I found myself driving back to California with my sister. One of those miracles being that we didn’t kill each other. We didn’t get along very well back then. I got back to Vacaville and read the book that I had purchased the year before. I was astonished with the content on the pages of that book. It explained to me how the God of Israel had prophesied many things and how they had come true in both the first advent of Messiah Yeshua and also in modern events; like the rebirth of Israel and other such things. It then went on to describe the book of Revelation and events that it claimed would soon come to pass. Finally, I had found someone who could predict the future, had done so in the past and had actually caused events to happen. Not only was this person a seer, He was actually the one who wrote history before it happened and caused it to happen, His name was Yahweh! This was real cool.

Of course this gave me a real thirst for prophecy and I did extensive studies of all of the prophetic books, from Isaiah through Malachi. I also became interested in the lives of the prophets. They were unusual people; not really trend setters of their time. They weren’t the type that had to keep up with the Jones’ and for the most part, Yahweh was the most important in their lives. They ate, lived and breathed El Shaddai and had only HIS purpose as the intent of their lives. I wanted that type of life and prayed about it so many times that I probably could never count the prayers. You see, I’ve always been the type of person who bucks authority; earthly authority that is. I’ve been able to do that because I know that I answer to a higher authority. Now that doesn’t mean that I act disrespectful of the authorities that Yahweh places over us; but it does mean that if HE wants a message conveyed it will be given without fear of retribution.

Since that time, Yahweh has used me in a variety of prophetic ways; either through dreams or visions and sometimes just utterances in words of knowledge. I enjoy being used this way, but like the prophets of old, the messages more often than not go against the grain of the people or organizations that I am told to write to. It’s lonely sometimes and it’s sometimes sad when people dislike me or think I’m some holy Joe because I actually do what Yahweh tells me to do. And most of the time the ridicule or dislike comes from Christians; the very people who are supposed to thirst for words from Yahweh. Yeshua’s words were true when he told the people that a prophet has no honor in his own land. But the important thing that is always to be remembered is that although people might have disdain for the messenger, they really have it for the message and the author of the message. The messenger usually takes the brunt of the abuse because he or she is tangible and available to abuse. The message is just that, a message and although it can be either accepted or ignored, it isn’t tangible (so to speak) and can’t be persecuted. And of course, the author, The Lord God of Israel, who all too often receives verbal abuse, can’t be hurt physically.

The Vision:

With that brief history behind us now I can get to the matter at hand. Back in October of 2005 I had surgery on my left ear which had been slowly going deaf for the past twenty years or so. Praise Yeshua that the operation was a complete success. I asked many people for prayer prior to the surgery and if you are one of those people, I thank all of you for your prayers. The petitions to our Father made the ear heal faster than expected. When I saw the doctor, almost a month after the surgery he was surprised that I could hear out of the ear at all. I guess it usually takes longer in most people. I told him that it was the result of lots of prayer. Being the over-educated professional that he is, he gave me the usual patronizing look; like a father that has a mixed up kid. Well then, praise God we’re all mixed up and crazy for Yeshua.

Anyway, because the ear is working so good I can hear things that I haven’t heard for years. I can hear the television at sound level four instead of the nine or ten that was needed before. My poor neighbors; what they must have gone through, oy veh! Of course I do hear things that I’d rather not hear, like the jets that fly over as they leave Sacramento International Airport. Although they’re flying high before the reach my area, I can still hear them. I find the birds quite annoying in the morning too. But, earplugs have helped me so there is relief. But, I would not trade in the effects of the surgery because of a few annoying things.

One blessed event happened about three weeks after the surgery, when I was at Church. The fellowship that I was attending at that time had communion about once a month. I wished it was every Sunday, but I guess you have to take what you can get. For the longest time, whenever we would take communion, I would hear myself or perhaps the person next to me chewing the tiny little piece of hard oval shaped tablet looking piece of bread. Sorry, but that’s the pharmacy technician coming out in me. Everything looks like some sort of pill or capsule. Then we drink our grape juice and that part of the service is over. But things have changed since the surgery.

So that Sunday the emblems were passed and we all waited patiently until everyone was served. The pastor, Mike Fraga talked about the importance of the emblems and said a few other words that escape me at the moment. After a short prayer over the bread he asked everyone to partake. I started to laugh at this time because I could hear everyone around me chewing on the hard piece of bread. Funny too was that we were all chewing in unison. After the bread, the pastor said a prayer over the grape juice and we all partook of that too.

The biggest difference about this one Sundays’ Communion is that the Lord gave me a vision. I’ve had them in church before; things like the Holy Spirit falling on the whole congregation like a large white blanket and stuff like that. This vision was different though. As I heard all of my neighbors chewing on the bread emblem I saw a vision of the demons in what I assume was their abode. It was a dark place and they were in some sort of fortification, like a castle or something of the like. It sort of reminded me of perhaps a place like Carlsbad Caverns, dimly lit and enclosed. Anyway, as the chewing went on, with each grinding bite of the bread it was as if waves were passing through that demonic realm and the fortifications were shaking and about the time the chewing stopped, the buildings had crumbled to the ground. The demons were in hysterics. I don’t know if it was because they didn’t know what was happening or if it was the anxiety of having the buildings fall after they were again rebuilt.

The sight was horrid. To begin with it was a dark and evil looking place, foreboding, a place that any sane person would not want to go to. The waves that came through the place destroyed the everything, like some earthquake; a 15 on the Richter scale came through and rumbled for many minutes. It sort of reminded me of pictures that I’ve seen of earthquake damage that happen overseas in places where the buildings are made of brick or stone. Not one stone was left upon another in any orderly fashion.

When it came time to drink the grape juice I again saw the unholy kingdom in ruins and the demonic personages were sort of starting to relax, like they were contemplating how to rebuild yet again. But the sound of the juice pouring down our throats turned into a tsunami type of wave that came into the cavernous realm and swept away the demons and their buildings. It was a vivid vision that I will probably never forget. I guess you could say that our actions are akin to what God and the Jewish people did when they marched around the walls of Jericho, but we do it in the spiritual realm. 

So, being the inquisitive person that I am, I asked the Lord what this all meant. He had me flash on the Last Supper and I reflected on the words of Yeshua when he said, “this do in remembrance of me.” Then it hit me like a bolt from the blue. Remembering Yeshua and what He did for us, and the covenant that He gave us through His crucifixion and resurrection was a death blow to Satan and his little emissaries. Each and every time that we take the bread and wine (or grape juice) we are reaffirming our covenant with the Lord. We are remembering our relationship with Him and it drives the demons in the unseen world absolutely crazy. All of the work that they’ve done through the week is destroyed. All of the crap that is fed to us on television, in the newspapers and magazines; all of the stuff that we hear on the radio or hear from the unsaved at work or at play is all knocked down and washed away because we yet again acknowledge that Yeshua was bruised for iniquities and we are healed by His stripes. The blood of Yeshua has washed all of that stuff away and we again recognize that, “although our sins were as scarlet, yet we are as white as snow.”

Can you imagine the frustration that happens in the demonic realm when we take communion. First, as mentioned above, it destroys all of their work when we acknowledge our Lord and what He did for us. Second, it reminds them of the crucifixion; how they made the biggest blunder in the whole universe by influencing their human puppets to crucify the Son of God. Then they’re reminded of the Resurrection when Yeshua conquered their realm of death. And thirdly, it reminds them of their future doom. They’re reminded that some day in the near future, they will all be cast into the Lake of Fire to be tormented for eternity. What a blessing we get when we take communion.

I am convinced that each day that we move closer to the return of Yeshua, He’s going to reveal to each and every one of us that everything we do has some sort of implication in the spiritual realm. That should be enough to make each and every Christian walk a very sober walk with Yeshua.

Unworthily Taking Communion:

I had always wondered why Paul gave such a stern warning to people, telling some to not partake in the Communion if they weren’t grounded in Yeshua. Well now the answer is so clear. Imagine not having a right relationship with Yeshua and yet affirming His sacrifice. That person is in effect saying, “well, I don’t accept what you did, and I don’t acknowledge that it is for me, but I’ll celebrate it anyway.” It would be akin to crashing a wedding reception without being invited. It is in effect making a mockery of the ceremony in order to be self acknowledged and socially accepted. Here’s what Paul said about the matter:

For as often as ye eat this bread, and drink this cup, ye do shew the Lord’s death till he come. Wherefore whosoever shall eat this bread, and drink this cup of the Lord, unworthily, shall be guilty of the body and blood of the Lord. But let a man examine himself, and so let him eat of that bread, and drink of that cup. For he that eateth and drinketh unworthily, eateth and drinketh damnation to himself, not discerning the Lord’s body. For this cause many are weak and sickly among you, and many sleep.
1 Corinthians 11:26-30

Another way to look at it would be from a warrior’s point of view. Imagine being on the bad side of a conflict and hearing that the general of the good side is having a party for his soldiers. So, being on the bad side you still enjoy a party and want to participate. You dress in the uniform of your foe and sneak into the party. The host of the party realizes that you are the enemy and at the same time your own commander finds out that you’ve switched uniforms and thinks you’ve gone over to the other side. The good general will treat you as a spy because you’re out of your own uniform and your own general will treat you as a deserter and traitor. You’re dead meat any way you look at it. There’s no walking the fence where the spiritual battle between good and evil are concerned. You’re either on one side or the other. Don’t be deceived; God will not be mocked!

Conclusion:

So the next time any of us takes Communion, we should realize that in addition to it being done in remembrance of our Lord Yeshua and what he did for us, we should also remember that we’re fighting a battle in spiritual warfare. We create hellquakes that have very valuable implications. You know what, I think that the next Communion Service, I’ll take two pieces of bread and two vials of grape juice and really frustrate those who are out to destroy us. Vive’ Le Resistance!!! Blessed be the name of Yeshua Ha Mashiach!!!

David Ben Yakov

 

BENJAMIN NETANYAHU’S SPEECH
AT THE UNITED NATIONS

 

On September 20, 2009, the President of Israel; Benjamin Netanyahu spoke to the United Nation, admonishing them for their inaction toward terror against Israel and for allowing the Iranian dictator Mahmoud Ahmadinejad to preach hate there.

Only Benjamin Netanyahu could admonish the U.N. with such tact and grace.

Transcript:

Mr. President, Ladies and Gentlemen,

Nearly 62 years ago, the United Nations recognized the right of the Jews, an ancient people 3,500 years-old, to a state of their own in their ancestral homeland.

I stand here today as the Prime Minister of Israel, the Jewish state, and I speak to you on behalf of my country and my people.

The United Nations was founded after the carnage of World War II and the horrors of the Holocaust. It was charged with preventing the recurrence of such horrendous events.

Nothing has undermined that central mission more than the systematic assault on the truth. Yesterday the President of Iran stood at this very podium, spewing his latest anti-Semitic rants. Just a few days earlier, he again claimed that the Holocaust is a lie.   

Last month, I went to a villa in a suburb of Berlin called Wannsee. There, on January 20, 1942, after a hearty meal, senior Nazi officials met and decided how to exterminate the Jewish people. The detailed minutes of that meeting have been preserved by successive German governments. Here is a copy of those minutes, in which the Nazis issued precise instructions on how to carry out the extermination of the Jews.  Is this a lie?

A day before I was in Wannsee, I was given in Berlin the original construction plans for the Auschwitz-Birkenau concentration camp. Those plans are signed by Hitler’s deputy, Heinrich Himmler himself. Here is a copy of the plans for Auschwitz-Birkenau, where one million Jews were murdered. Is this too a lie?

This June, President Obama visited the Buchenwald concentration camp. Did President Obama pay tribute to a lie?

And what of the Auschwitz survivors whose arms still bear the tattooed numbers branded on them by the Nazis? Are those tattoos a lie?  One-third of all Jews perished in the conflagration. Nearly every Jewish family was affected, including my own. My wife’s grandparents, her father’s two sisters and three brothers, and all the aunts, uncles and cousins were all murdered by the Nazis. Is that also a lie? 

Yesterday, the man who calls the Holocaust a lie spoke from this podium. To those who refused to come here and to those who left this room in protest, I commend you. You stood up for moral clarity and you brought honor to your countries.

But to those who gave this Holocaust-denier a hearing, I say on behalf of my people, the Jewish people, and decent people everywhere: Have you no shame?  Have you no decency? 

A mere six decades after the Holocaust, you give legitimacy to a man who denies that the murder of six million Jews took place and pledges to wipe out the Jewish state.

What a disgrace!  What a mockery of the charter of the United Nations!  Perhaps some of you think that this man and his odious regime threaten only the Jews. You’re wrong.

History has shown us time and again that what starts with attacks on the Jews eventually ends up engulfing many others.

This Iranian regime is fueled by an extreme fundamentalism that burst onto the world scene three decades ago after lying dormant for centuries. In the past thirty years, this fanaticism has swept the globe with a murderous violence and cold-blooded impartiality in its choice of victims. It has callously slaughtered Moslems and Christians, Jews and Hindus, and many others. Though it is comprised of different offshoots, the adherents of this unforgiving creed seek to return humanity to medieval times.

Wherever they can, they impose a backward regimented society where women, minorities, gays or anyone not deemed to be a true believer is brutally subjugated. The struggle against this fanaticism does not pit faith against faith nor civilization against civilization.

It pits civilization against barbarism, the 21st century against the 9th century, those who sanctify life against those who glorify death.

The primitivism of the 9th century ought to be no match for the progress of the 21st century. The allure of freedom, the power of technology, the reach of communications should surely win the day.   Ultimately, the past cannot triumph over the future. And the future offers all nations magnificent bounties of hope.  The pace of progress is growing exponentially.

It took us centuries to get from the printing press to the telephone, decades to get from the telephone to the personal computer, and only a few years to get from the personal computer to the internet. 

What seemed impossible a few years ago is already outdated, and we can scarcely fathom the changes that are yet to come. We will crack the genetic code. We will cure the incurable. We will lengthen our lives. We will find a cheap alternative to fossil fuels and clean up the planet.  

I am proud that my country Israel is at the forefront of these advances – by leading innovations in science and technology, medicine and biology, agriculture and water, energy and the environment. These innovations the world over offer humanity a sunlit future of unimagined promise.

But if the most primitive fanaticism can acquire the most deadly weapons, the march of history could be reversed for a time. And like the belated victory over the Nazis, the forces of progress and freedom will prevail only after an horrific toll of blood and fortune has been exacted from mankind. That is why the greatest threat facing the world today is the marriage between religious fanaticism and the weapons of mass destruction.

The most urgent challenge facing this body is to prevent the tyrants of Tehran from acquiring nuclear weapons. Are the member states of the United Nations up to that challenge? Will the international community confront a despotism that terrorizes its own people as they bravely stand up for freedom? 

Will it take action against the dictators who stole an election in broad daylight and gunned down Iranian protesters who died in the streets choking in their own blood? Will the international community thwart the world’s most pernicious sponsors and practitioners of terrorism?

Above all, will the international community stop the terrorist regime of Iran from developing atomic weapons, thereby endangering the peace of the entire world? 

The people of Iran are courageously standing up to this regime. People of goodwill around the world stand with them, as do the thousands who have been protesting outside this hall. Will the United Nations stand by their side?

Ladies and Gentlemen,

The jury is still out on the United Nations, and recent signs are not encouraging. Rather than condemning the terrorists and their Iranian patrons, some here have condemned their victims. That is exactly what a recent UN report on Gaza did, falsely equating the terrorists with those they targeted.

For eight long years, Hamas fired from Gaza thousands of missiles, mortars and rockets on nearby Israeli cities. Year after year, as these missiles were deliberately hurled at our civilians, not a single UN resolution was passed condemning those criminal attacks. We heard nothing – absolutely nothing – from the UN Human Rights Council, a misnamed institution if there ever was one.

In 2005, hoping to advance peace, Israel unilaterally withdrew from every inch of Gaza. It dismantled 21 settlements and uprooted over 8,000 Israelis. We didn’t get peace. Instead we got an Iranian backed terror base fifty miles from Tel Aviv.  Life in Israeli towns and cities next to Gaza became a nightmare. You see, the Hamas rocket attacks not only continued, they increased tenfold. Again, the UN was silent.

Finally, after eight years of this unremitting assault, Israel was finally forced to respond. But how should we have responded? Well, there is only one example in history of thousands of rockets being fired on a country’s civilian population. It happened when the Nazis rocketed British cities during World War II. During that war, the allies leveled German cities, causing hundreds of thousands of casualties.  Israel chose to respond differently. Faced with an enemy committing a double war crime of firing on civilians while hiding behind civilians – Israel sought to conduct surgical strikes against the rocket launchers.

That was no easy task because the terrorists were firing missiles from homes and schools, using mosques as weapons depots and ferrying explosives in ambulances. Israel, by contrast, tried to minimize casualties by urging Palestinian civilians to vacate the targeted areas. 

We dropped countless flyers over their homes, sent thousands of text messages and called thousands of cell phones asking people to leave. Never has a country gone to such extraordinary lengths to remove the enemy’s civilian population from harm’s way.

Yet faced with such a clear case of aggressor and victim, who did the UN Human Rights Council decide to condemn? Israel. A democracy legitimately defending itself against terror is morally hanged, drawn and quartered, and given an unfair trial to boot.

By these twisted standards, the UN Human Rights Council would have dragged Roosevelt and Churchill to the dock as war criminals. What a perversion of truth. What a perversion of justice.

Delegates of the United Nations,

Will you accept this farce?  

Because if you do, the United Nations would revert to its darkest days, when the worst violators of human rights sat in judgment against the law-abiding democracies, when Zionism was equated with racism and when an automatic majority could declare that the earth is flat.

If this body does not reject this report, it would send a message to terrorists everywhere: Terror pays; if you launch your attacks from densely populated areas, you will win immunity. And in condemning Israel, this body would also deal a mortal blow to peace. Here’s why.

When Israel left Gaza, many hoped that the missile attacks would stop. Others believed that at the very least, Israel would have international legitimacy to exercise its right of self-defense. What legitimacy?  What self-defense?  

The same UN that cheered Israel as it left Gaza and promised to back our right of self-defense now accuses us –my people, my country – of war crimes?  And for what?  For acting responsibly in self-defense. What a travesty!

Israel justly defended itself against terror. This biased and unjust report is a clear-cut test for all governments. Will you stand with Israel or will you stand with the terrorists? 

We must know the answer to that question now. Now and not later. Because if Israel is again asked to take more risks for peace, we must know today that you will stand with us tomorrow. Only if we have the confidence that we can defend ourselves can we take further risks for peace.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

All of Israel wants peace.

Any time an Arab leader genuinely wanted peace with us, we made peace. We made peace with Egypt led by Anwar Sadat. We made peace with Jordan led by King Hussein. And if the Palestinians truly want peace, I and my government, and the people of Israel, will make peace. But we want a genuine peace, a defensible peace, a permanent peace. In 1947, this body voted to establish two states for two peoples – a Jewish state and an Arab state. The Jews accepted that resolution. The Arabs rejected it.

We ask the Palestinians to finally do what they have refused to do for 62 years: Say yes to a Jewish state. Just as we are asked to recognize a nation-state for the Palestinian people, the Palestinians must be asked to recognize the nation state of the Jewish people. The Jewish people are not foreign conquerors in the Land of Israel. This is the land of our forefathers.

Inscribed on the walls outside this building is the great Biblical vision of peace: “Nation shall not lift up sword against nation. They shall learn war no more.” These words were spoken by the Jewish prophet Isaiah 2,800 years ago as he walked in my country, in my city, in the hills of Judea and in the streets of Jerusalem.

We are not strangers to this land. It is our homeland. As deeply connected as we are to this land, we recognize that the Palestinians also live there and want a home of their own. We want to live side by side with them, two free peoples living in peace, prosperity and dignity.

But we must have security. The Palestinians should have all the powers to govern themselves except those handful of powers that could endanger Israel.

That is why a Palestinian state must be effectively demilitarized.  We don’t want another Gaza, another Iranian backed terror base abutting Jerusalem and perched on the hills a few kilometers from Tel Aviv.

We want peace.

I believe such a peace can be achieved. But only if we roll back the forces of terror, led by Iran, that seek to destroy peace, eliminate Israel and overthrow the world order. The question facing the international community is whether it is prepared to confront those forces or accommodate them.

Over seventy years ago, Winston Churchill lamented what he called the “confirmed unteachability of mankind,” the unfortunate habit of civilized societies to sleep until danger nearly overtakes them.

Churchill bemoaned what he called the “want of foresight, the unwillingness to act when action will be simple and effective, the lack of clear thinking, the confusion of counsel until emergency comes, until self-preservation strikes its jarring gong.”

I speak here today in the hope that Churchill’s assessment of the “unteachibility of mankind” is for once proven wrong. 

I speak here today in the hope that we can learn from history — that we can prevent danger in time.  

In the spirit of the timeless words spoken to Joshua over 3,000 years ago, let us be strong and of good courage. Let us confront this peril, secure our future and, God willing, forge an enduring peace for generations to come.