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Let’s take a picture. It involves straight-arrow aiming of the camera box but also a precisely focused lens. But whoa, a true photographer adds a whole lot more than this. Modern technology has yielded polished lenses, filters for light, color film and camera-steadying devices. All of these components are carefully selected for the perfect shot. The flash timed specifically, the moment caps.
The goal; capture the image, as true-to-life as possible, but also warmth or frigidity, beauty or distaste. The professional wants us to smell and taste the scene or portrait. To observe the mere silhouette of a beautiful garden would be a sham.
Much like the picture taking illustration, penetrating impressions impact our human eyes; they emerge clear, through focus and repetitive review.
“Apprehension,” (grabbing) starts the process. It sets the right tools and grabs the best image. More developing, however, transfers that best image to permanent status (superimposed on the soul and secured). Not finished yet, a mingling of faith further transfers it to a soul’s identity (heart), and the picture reaches full development in the memory. Lastly, a person’s heart takes on the image’s true essence; the picture personified.
As we move through God’s healing process, we encounter danger. Our picture-painting instruments and measuring devices narrow our frame of reference: we miss God really. The best lenses magnify the world beautifully, but how about things like life, love and energy? Have you ever captured love’s picture ? Yes ,we can photograph the “effects” of all of the above, but never has anyone seen love or energy.
Perceiving-with-the-human-eye interprets God wrongly. These leave us with a silhouette. We may perceive people shifting things around, need-motivated. But our camera can:’t put a three dimensional world into two dimensions.
Some examples: men hear tragic earthquake reports and postulate,” God doesn’t respect the sanctity of human life. He just let many people die.” Or, when things go well “God is a good God.“ I’ve heard people say after a near-death experience, “God wants me alive for some purpose.”
To many people, God differs little with electricity, water, or gas which demand our respect and watching. God is a Person.
Another short-sided look relates life events to the sandpaper, the bastard file, or the pitchfork. Is God, however, to be perceived as the effects of mere circumstances?
“Fate” is a popular philosophy. “My car stopped and wouldn’t start, and along came my Harold; it has to be fate.” This epitomizes a damsel in the distress of bugaboo-brain-flotation. “The baby was 7 pounds and 4 ounces and is 18 inches long; well I’m playing 7418 on the lotto today!” Good luck!
Impressed conceptions birth children like themselves.
John Lennon, God rest his soul (I hope he is in heaven) sang,” Imagine there’s no heaven.” He goes on to say “some day you will join us and the world will be one” Idealistic? Yes. Discerning? No!
If he alluded to the final elimination of good versus evil, well I like his idea. God endorses this business. In fact God accomplished it in Redemption.
J. Lennon believed that God had originated and perpetuated a sociological “good versus evil.” Sorry John, this moral code resulted from mankind’s own free will of Adam and Eve. The devil manipulated the results. John, you too, have fallen prey to his diabolical scheme.
There can exist no heaven with an awareness of evil or bad. Duh? The lie insinuates God would not encourage a pristine heaven with equality of rights. Societies kick out God and belittle Him for not being as idealistic as them. “Let’s create a society without class distinctions.” “Let each enjoy freedom to simply live out who they are, and recognize mistakes, failures and disease (but don’t call it sin, please).”
Nice try, dreamer! Did you forget that good and evil reside in the heart of every fallen creature born to woman?, Duh, do yaw think the devil might know the same?
God himself, undoubtedly scratches His Head. He exists, the only true Person and Prototype for the human heart. Though grieved, He permits, man’s perceiving and conceiving as they so desire.
Who is the person behind the curtain? Some, steeped in self-invented mind-sets, would risk all, before believing a true interpretation. This is pride.
My little self-interpreter tells me “never look behind there”, as Dorothy’s Toto anxiously scratches away at truth’s room divider. “I want to just take guesses, but darn it, ain’t we tired yet of all the foolishness, scarecrow?”
As my heart readies, He can show me, and He will.
Ice broken, we peer into the ripples, focus:; though still under water; the first impressions of the blessed Secret infiltrate our senses. There is warmth, and color, life, love, and energy eclipsing the pre-set camera lens; a dimension, a Narnia, a world resembling my world, but vastly superior, appears.
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