Monday, November 28, 2016

Want Peace? Beware Eastern Meditation Practices!




           
            TWO weeks ago we learned about Jezebel, the former queen responsible for robbing peace from the nation she ruled. The reason they couldn’t have peace was because Jezebel practiced a religion that God abhorred. He abhorred it for numerous reasons: First, because it denied that He was the one true God; second, because it erected idols to replace him as the object of His people’s devotion; third, it kept His people from loving Him with all of their heart, soul, and mind; and fourth, in order to practice this religion, you had to engage in detestable practices, like child sacrifices.
           
            And sex orgies. And sex worship.
           
            I gave you a list of harlotry-qualifying activities in that post, and I would guess that most readers didn’t identify with getting involved in séances to contact the dead (necromancy) or divination and sorcery, channeling spirits, witchcraft, and cultic magic.
           
            But some of us might have played around the edges of the study of astrology, (ever read your astrology forecast in the daily newspaper?), Taro card reading, visiting fortune tellers (who practice what’s known as divination). And even though the term isn’t tossed around much any longer, New Age is still front-and-center in most people’s religious life, along with Humanism—the worship of man as god.



           
            And many people now practice Yoga, which is a mixture of physical, mental and spiritual exercises or disciplines that originate in Hinduism, Buddhism, and Jainism. All are religions that deny the one true God. (Unless, of course, you’re doing “Christian yoga,” which I’ve never tried and can’t comment on.) If you’re practicing yoga with the Eastern-focused spiritual component, then you are, indeed, playing around the edges of your Christian faith and coming dangerously close to, if you are not already, participating in harlotries.



           
            Meditation is another common practice today. While the word “meditating” in the Bible means chewing on the word of God like a lion ripping and devouring its prey, meditation the way Eastern religions practice it bears no resemblance to that definition. Eastern meditation involves emptying your mind, repeating a mantra, and opening yourself up to mental experiences. A different state of consciousness.
           
            As the Berean Call newsletter stated in their February 2016 issue: “The philosophies of the gurus et al. attempt to persuade us that achieving a higher state of consciousness is far better than retaining our normal state, which is supposedly preventing us from realizing that we are all part of the divine Being. Moreover, they insist that our ordinary consciousness is keeping us from experiencing continual peace and bliss in our lives.”
           
            Wow, doesn’t that sound great!? Experiencing continual peace and bliss? Who doesn’t want to be part of the divine Being? Unfortunately, it rarely works out that way. Consider the story of a friend of my younger son. Evidently this young man, in his late teens, was adept at meditating, emptying his mind and going into another state of consciousness. But one day that altered state of consciousness took him to a dangerous place, one that affected him so severely that he ended up in counseling. He told my son it was terrifying, the worst thing that ever happened to him. He said he didn’t ever want to go there again and was done with meditating.
           
            Seem extreme? Evidently it’s not. In the March issue of the Berean Call, T. A. McMahon quotes the Washington Times. “Meditation and mindfulness aren’t as good for you as you think: There are negative side effects that no one ever talks about.” Here are some excerpts: “Mindfulness is a technique extracted from Buddhism in which one tries to notice present thoughts, feelings, and sensations without judgment....What was once a tool for spiritual exploration has been turned into a panacea for the modern age—a cure-all for common human problems, from stress to anxiety to depression. By taking this ‘natural pill’ every day, we open ourselves up to the potential for myriad benefits and no ill effects, unlike synthetic pills, such as antidepressants, with their potential for negative side effects…Mindfulness has been sold to us, and we are buying it…After examining the literature from the last 45 years on the science of meditation, we realized with astonishment that we are no closer to finding out how meditation works or who benefits the most or the least from it.”
           
            Yes, we are buying it to the tune of millions of hard-earned dollars. I have sat through all-day lectures given by well-respected leaders in psychoneuroimmunology (the study of the effect of the mind on health and resistance to disease) who encourage practitioners and patients to incorporate meditation as part of their patient and personal practice. It all sounds too good to be true. And it probably is.



           

            The Berean Call continues: The undisclosed ‘negative side effects’ run the gamut from continuing depression to demonization to suicide. The Atlantic printed an article titled “The Dark Knight of the Soul: For some, meditation has become more curse than cure.” Dr. Willoughby Britton oversees a retreat center that ministers to meditators who are there not to restore themselves with meditation—they’re recovering from it: “I started having thoughts like, Let me take over you, combined with confusion and tons of terror,” says David, a polite, articulate 27-year-old who arrived at Britton’s Cheetah House in 2013. “I had a vision of death with a scythe and a hood, and the thought, Kill yourself, over and over again.” Another young man being treated is “Michael, 25, a certified yoga teacher [who] made his way to Cheetah House. He explains that during the course of his meditation practice his ‘body stopped digesting food. I had no idea what was happening.’ For three years he believed he was ‘permanently ruined’ by meditation.”



            Dr. Britton is an assistant professor of psychiatry and human behavior at the Brown University Medical School. The Atlantic article continues: “She receives regular phone calls, emails, and letters from people around the world in various states of impairment. Most of them worry that no one will believe—let alone understand—their stories of meditation-induced affliction. Her investigation of this phenomenon, called ‘The Dark Night Project,’ is an effort to document, analyze, and publicize accounts of the adverse effects of contemplative practices.”6In America: The Sorcerer’s New Apprentice, Dave Hunt and I attempted to inform the Body of Christ of our concerns about the spiritual and physical dangers of Eastern mystical techniques and practices that many Christians were being attracted to and seduced by, believing they were simply engaging in physical and mental exercises that would improve their minds and bodies. Few seemed to be listening as we explained that Eastern meditation leads to the same kind of altered state of consciousness as psychedelic drugs, even though meditation and other related mind-altering techniques (repeated mantras, visualization, sensory deprivation, yoga asanas, etc.) were being touted as a “natural” approach without the side effects of drugs. In that 1988 book, we noted some of the New Age organizations that have faced up to the claimed “nonexistent,” yet real, horrendous side effects, such as the Spiritual Emergency Network, which maintained a hotline and referral treatment service for those whose lives had been spiritually and physically wrecked. The Spiritual Emergency Network continues today although with the adjusted new title: “The Spiritual Emergence Network.”
Even among those who are acknowledging the present and potential damage of mystical practices, there seems to be a type of bondage involved. Dr. Britton, for all of her great concerns, candidly admitted, “There are parts of me that just want meditation to be all good. I find myself in denial sometimes, where I just want to forget all that I’ve learned and go back to being happy about mindfulness and promoting it, but then I...meet someone who’s in distress, and I see the devastation in their eyes, and I can’t deny that this is happening.”

            Scary stuff, yes? Mindfulness and yoga. More items to add to our list of harlotries. Are they on your list?

            And, with Christmas season upon us, and the first Sunday in Advent having started yesterday, just why am I talking about all of this now?
           
            Because we’re still searching for peace. And we seem to be looking for it in all of the wrong places. Because we really don’t want to admit that the Prince of Peace is the only source of true peace. We want to find it on our own, so we can deny Him his rightful title and place in our lives. As James says in the New Testament, we do not have because we do not ask and when we ask, we do not ask rightly.

            Maybe this Christmas season what we need to do is to start practicing Lent a little early. Like identifying our personal harlotries and setting those aside so we can let the Prince of Peace enter our hearts anew this Christmas season. So we can really concentrate on Him. Only it won’t be like Lent in the way that we fast from something, only to pick it up again after the forty days are over and Easter Sunday has rolled by us.




            What I am talking about is not the harmless—and helpful—relaxation exercises that can actually lower your blood pressure and breathing rates and relax over-tensed muscles. The sort of give your body a time out, an opportunity to focus on and control how your body’s systems react to stress and fatigue. Having studied those in college as part of my major, I’ve been trained how to do those, I use them myself, and know they work. Being able to use your breathing and muscle relaxing techniques to lower your blood pressure and heart rate can actually be entertaining and challenging, with benefits!
           
            For tips on how to safely meditate and practice relaxation techniques, see my blog posts:




            
            So be smart, use your brain, and don’t give it over to something—or someone—else, unless that person is God, the One who created it!




           

            ON a Christmas note, yesterday (November 27) was the first Sunday in Advent, when we commemrate Christ coming as a child. It is the first season in the Christian year. Advent is also defined as an arrival of a notable person, thing, or event. Christ is a notable person, and His coming is even more notable. Starting next Monday, we’ll be talking about the significance of Christ’s advent into the human world, then and in the future, and what that means for all of us.

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So, until next Monday, may your week be full of blessings that you receive and give, your heart be full of joy and thankfulness, and your days be filled with laughter. Build a little heaven in your life right now, and watch your heavenly garden grow!


Blessings,

Andrea

When the eyes of the soul looking out meet the eyes of God looking in, heaven has begun right here on earth. ~ A. W. Tozer


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Monday, November 21, 2016

Want Peace? Give a Peace Offering



            

Well, it’s that time of year again in the United States of America. The week where we celebrate Thanksgiving (Thursday) and remember the Pilgrims who first celebrated that feast after sailing over here from Europe to find a place where they could worship and live as they felt God was calling them to live. But more than half died during the first winter they were so ill prepared for.



           
            Since I’m a direct descendant of these European expatriates, I probably spend more time thinking about them and what they endured (three out of the four of my family died during that first winter) than a lot of other celebrators. I can only imagine what went through the head and heart of the surviving teenager in that family, Priscilla Mullins. The pain, the sorrow, the dread. The fear of the unknown. No more father William, no mother Alice, no fourteen-year-old brother Joseph. Within one week in late February, between the 21st and 28th, all three of them died. Only God knows why He spared young Priscilla’s life, or any of the others. (I find it ironic that my birthday is February 25, but maybe I’m just stretching to relate.)
           
            But the Pilgrims (technically, Separatists and not part of the Puritans who came later) were a real multigenerational, family oriented crew, and I’m sure they gave her as much physical, emotional, and spiritual comfort as they could. Like Priscilla, so many had lost family members. Forty-five of the 102 immigrants died that first winter from lack of shelter, scurvy, and starvation. With a daily ration of only five kernels of corn a day during the worst of it, fourteen of the eighteen married women died. As mothers, to whom do you think they were giving their corn rations?
           
            And their arrival timing was terrible— too late in the season to start growing any food. And they actually hadn’t arrived where they intended to arrive. They were way off course. Their goal was to set up shop farther down the coast, near the mouth of the Hudson River, but because of the late arrival, they had to settle for the northern point in what is now Massachusetts.
           
            I’m sure they grieved, but they didn’t have much time to even do that. Life was hard, terribly hard. They had to keep working, keep moving, keep planning and building just to stay alive. There wasn’t any corner store to walk to if your remaining head of garden lettuce you’d planned to use that night for dinner was found snatched by an opportunistic bird. Or if your corn you planned to grind for corn cakes was found moldy and inedible in the storage barrel. If you were lucky, you might have hunted down a scrawny deer or goat to slaughter, but how far would that meat go? And much of it had to be prepared—pounded, salted, hung up, and dried before eating.
           
            Thankfully, a young Indian named Squanto, who spoke English, took pity on them and showed them how to farm, grow crops and fish in that area. And a peace treaty between the Pilgrims and the Wampanoags and their chief, Massasoit, secured a relatively friendly, helpful, and protective living arrangement between the two groups for fifty years—considered the longest peace treaty in the history of our nation.



            
            It was with this tribe that the Pilgrims gathered to celebrate their blessings from God—a feast to celebrate their first harvest in 1621, a year after their arrival. According to record, ninety American Indians and fifty-three Pilgrims attended, and they feasted for three days. Nice!
           
            It shouldn’t surprise us that they would hold a feast. They were god-fearing, Bible devoted people who knew that God instructed his people to celebrate with feasts. A lot of them. The Israelites seemed to be feasting and celebrating all the time. To give thanks. And interestingly enough, of the three definitions given for “peace” in the Old Testament, (we’ve specifically been studying Shalom), one of them is translated “thank offering”. So when God instructs the Israelites to offer up peace offerings of thanksgiving, what He’s telling them is that He wants them to offer voluntary “peace” offerings to Him. Amazing, isn’t it. Have you ever considered being thankful an action of peace? A peaceful state of your heart? Thankfulness and peace being so interchangeable?
           
            The other thing to note is that this offering was to be voluntary. While God gives them instructions for how to offer it, they were not commanded to do so. This was an offering that was to come from a heart overflowing with gratefulness to Him for… What? His provisions? His protection? His bountiful blessings? His salvation?
           
            All of this giving thanks and three-day feasting with the Indians seems amazing in light of what the Pilgrims had suffered so soon after their arrival in November 1620 and into early 1621.. Within five months nearly half of them had died. Family dreams had vanished. Short lives ended. Orphans, widows, and widowers left grieving, and possibly sick and recovering. Just exactly how could the survivors pull themselves together to have a peace offering feast in the fall of 1621? What could they have been thankful for?
           
            Maybe for the remnant who did survive? This might seem callous, but this group viewed themselves not so much as individuals but as a “tribe” or band carrying out God’s will. They still had each other.
           
            For the Indians who so generously taught them how to survive in that unforgiving, harsh environment?
           
            For the future they looked forward to, together?
           
            For the overwhelming peace they felt now that they were out from under the dictating eye of people who punished them for living the way they felt God called them to live? For feeling safe? For no longer being persecuted by the English crown?
           
            Maybe for the miracle they were given? If they had made it to the Hudson, they would have found a hostile Indian tribe there that would have likely ambushed and killed them.
           
            Perhaps for the fresh river teeming with fish that they found near their landing point?
           
            Or for the three acres of land the Indians had already cleared for growing and had abandoned? (A plague had already killed many of the Indians.)
           
            For the high knoll nearby, a perfect to park a canon for protection?
           
            When the Mayflower captain set sail for his return trip to England in the spring of 1621, not one surviving Pilgrim returned to their mother country with him and the crew. They were counting their blessings and looking to God for sustenance and direction.  They were undeterred and determined.
           
            That fall they asked Massasoit to gather with them for a feast. They invited him to come with members of his immediate family. There must have been something lost in the translation, though, because Chief Massasoit showed up with ninety-nine of his braves. Then Governor Bradford placed five kernels of corn on everyone’s plate and asked them to give him five things they were thankful for that first year in Plymouth. As Reverend Paul Jehle, a Plymouth re-enactor who heads up the Plymouth Rock Foundation says, "They believed this: that God was the provider of everything. You owed everything to your Creator God, and your Redeemer Jesus Christ. And therefore the things that you did have, since you deserved nothing, you are thankful for."       
           
            So, instead of dwelling on what they’d lost, they were thankful for all they had.    
           
            And there were so many other things that the Pilgrims did besides just survive and eke out an existence, like writing the Mayflower Compact, the first document of self-rule in this country.
           
            They had so many reasons they could point to that could rob them of their thankfulness.
           
            But they had so many reasons to be thankful. And they didn’t hesitate to offer a peace offering—a thank offering—to the God who provided those reasons. They chose to steer their heart toward Him.
           
            And give thanks.






            So what are you thankful for? If I sprinkled five corn kernels on your plate in front of you, what would you give thanks for as you picked up each kernel of corn? I encourage you to try it this week, in the presence of your family or friends on Thanksgiving Day or in private. And when you do, I think you’ll notice a change in your heart’s attitude. I think you’ll feel your heart opening and being flooded with peace. And then your heart will be prompted to offer up more thank offerings. On a daily basis. It’s like a snowball gathering more powder and getting bigger as it rolls downhill. A heart filled with gratitude is content.
           
            A heart filled with gratitude is at peace.
           
           




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So, until next Monday, may your week be full of blessings that you receive and give, your heart be full of joy and thankfulness, and your days be filled with laughter. Build a little heaven in your life right now, and watch your heavenly garden grow!


Blessings,

Andrea

When the eyes of the soul looking out meet the eyes of God looking in, heaven has begun right here on earth. ~ A. W. Tozer

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Monday, November 14, 2016

Want Peace? Put Aside Your Harlotries




            Sorcery, palace intrigue, political power, bloody retribution, and a government coup. Kings and queens, powerful, influential families, honest men and conniving liars. Sounds like an hour of HBO’s “Game of Thrones”, doesn’t it? But it’s not; it’s the Bible. (I really don’t know why people spend their time watching that kind of stuff on television when they could be reading the real thing.) Anyway, that’s what we’re looking at today in our pursuit of peace. And what we learn is that peace requires that we cast aside, or even demolish, those things in our life that God finds detestable. When we don’t He does some serious house cleaning.
           
           
            As we open our treasure map today, we’ll journey forward in it to the second book of Kings, chapter 9. In it we find King Ahab has died and Ahaziah—Ahab’s son-in-law—has ascended to the throne of Judah. And Ahab’s son, Joram, rules over Israel. Even though the country has split in two, these two relatives maintain good relations with one another.
           
            But there is BIG problem for Joram. He’s reigning over Israel, and God has hand-selected another man, named Jehu, to rule over Israel. God wants Joram OUT. The problem for Ahaziah is that he has continued in the evil ways of Ahab. The Bible says in chapter 8, verse 27: “And he walked in the way of the house of Ahab, and did evil in the sight of the LORD, like the house of Ahab…”
           
            And Ahaziah and Joram have another problem. Her name is Jezebel, and she’s the surviving wife of Ahab, the former queen, Joram’s mother. She’s really why Judah, and the Israelites, started down a horrid path of idol worship. Baal worship to be exact. The Canaanite god.



           
            Jezebel was not an Israelite. She was the daughter of the King of Sidon, and she did more influencing of Ahab than the other way around. She had a man named Naboth murdered because he refused to sell his prized land to her. And it is she who incited Ahab to, if not outright abandon, worship of God, to at least combine it with the idol worship she’d been raised to practice. And that worship was Baal worship.
           
            On the website “The Voice: Biblical and Theological Resources for Growing Christians”, they explain some of what occurred in Baal worship, which was focused on a cosmic war between the gods and bountiful crop production.
           
            “The actual worship of Ba‘al was carried out in terms of imitative magic
            whereby sexual acts by both male and female temple prostitutes were
            understood to arouse Ba‘al who then brought rain to make Mother Earth
            fertile (in some forms of the myth, represented by a female consort,
            Asherah or Astarte).”

            Another practice Baal worship is known for is sacrificing first born children to Baal, in a horrifying practice of placing the infant on the red hot outstretched hands of the idol. I suppose it was their version of offering up their “first fruits” to their god.
           
            In essence, they practiced state sanctioned and promoted prostitution, public demonstration of sex acts, which everyone was invited to view and participate in, and child sacrifice.
     
      If you read the other accounts of Jezebel in Scripture, you’ll learn that she is an evil, vengeful, conniving, bloody, demonic woman who got her daughter married into the House of David and ran the country with an iron fist. She killed God’s prophets. And God’s has plans for her.
           
            In verses 6-10 of chapter 9, you’ll read the words of direction given to Jehu by the servant of the prophet Elisha after he anoints Jehu king. ‘“Thus says the LORD God of Israel: ‘I have anointed you king over the people of the LORD, over Israel. You shall strike down the house of Ahab your master, that I may avenge the blood of My servants the prophets, and the blood of all the servants of the LORD, at the hand of Jezebel. For the whole house of Ahab shall perish; and I will cut off from Ahab all the males in Israel, both bond and free. So I will make the house of Ahab like the house of Jeroboam the son of Nebat, and like the house of Baasha the son of Ahjah.”
           
            And if that’s not enough, then the prophet gets to the really gory prophesy. “The dogs shall eat Jezebel on the plot of ground at Jezreel, and there shall be none to bury her.’”
           
            Wow! Yuck! When God says he won’t stand for any idol worship; that His people must NOT compromise in their worship of Him, He isn’t kidding. And we should take note of it. Serious note.
           
            From that point on, Jehu is on a covert mission to overthrow Joram and Ahaziah. He knows that there will be no peace until these two men are killed, along with their descendants. He doesn’t want a civil war, so to avoid that and succeed in his coup, he must take Joram and Ahaziah totally by surprise.
           
            In verses 20-22, we find Jehu riding his chariot furiously toward King Joram of Israel and King Ahaziah of Judah riding out in their chariots to meet him, ironically, on the very property that Jezebel killed Naboth for. When Joram sees Jehu, he asks him if he comes in peace (Shalom).
           
            And Jehu’s response scares Joram to death. “What peace, as long as the harlotries of your mother Jezebel and her witchcraft are so many?”
           
            And that’s the issue wrapped up in a nutshell. The effect this evil woman has had on an entire nation, God’s people, and her children and grandchildren. God will not be mocked. Eventually His patience comes to an end. He may put up with evil for a while, but eventually He does something about it, and He does it swiftly.
           
            Joram turns his chariot around and takes off, and as he fleesd, Jehu kills him with an arrow shot from his bow, straight through Joram’s heart. After watching this happen, Ahaziah speeds off in his chariot and is pursued by Jehu and his men. Jehu gives the order to kill Ahaziah, which the men do. Then Jehu goes searching for Jezebel.
           
            Someone has passed on the information to her that Jehu is on his way to Jezreel. And what does she do? She prepares for his visit by putting on her eye makeup, adorning her head, and then peeping out through the upstairs window at Jehu. Kind of a pathetically funny picture, isn’t it? An old woman either getting herself all dolled up to try to influence a man with her looks, or putting on her war paint and royal robes to remind him of who she is. But I’ll let Dr. J. Vernon McGee describe the scene for you.
           
            “This is one of the most sordid and sadistic chapters in history. It is gruesome, it is ghastly, and it is a gory sight. Added to that, it is grizzly. It is one of the most revolting and repulsive scenes on the pages of Scripture. Jezebel is the queen mother. She has been living in luxury in the palace at Jezreel. The terrible prophecy [of her death and how she would die] of that horrible [prophet] Elijah has not been fulfilled. [And, since it has been fourteen years since the prophecy and Ahab’s death, Jezebel probably thinks it never will be.] Suddenly out of the north came a swift chariot. It was Jehu driving furiously. He had just slain two kings, the king of Judah and the king of Israel—her own son, Joram. What does she do? She paints her eyes and arranges her hair, and looks out of a window. This proud queen still thinks she can seduce her captor—captivate him with her charms. She had a grandson twenty-three years old. She is no longer young; she is an old woman. No secret formulas for lotions, powders, sprays, and creams can make this faded queen look attractive.”
           
            But Jehu is not taken by her looks or her words, and he commands three eunuchs, who are on her side, to throw her out of the window. They do, and the result is horrific. Like a melon being dropped from a height, she splits open. Her blood splatters on the building wall and on Jehu’s horses. Then he shows his utter contempt for her, and his hateful coarseness, when he runs his chariot over her body, trampling her. After he has a meal (more evidence of his crudeness and hate), he gives the order for her body to be buried, because she was “a king’s daughter.” Only then does he show any kind of respect for Jezebel.
           
            But when the servants go out to gather her body for burial, all they locate are her skull, her feet, and her palms. The dogs have made a meal of everything else. Just as the prophet said would happen. And Jehu reminds the people of it. “This is the word of the LORD, which He spoke by His servant Elijah the Tishbite, saying, ‘On the plot of ground at Jezreel dogs shall eat the flesh of Jezebel; and the corpse of Jezebel shall be as refuse on the surface of the field, in the plot at Jezreel, so that they shall not say, “Here lies Jezebel.”’ There will no place for admirers to go to worship her, no place for anyone to pay their respects. (Didn’t I tell you that “Game of Thrones” has nothing over true stories?)
           
            It is a bloody end to a very bloody, evil woman.



           
           
            What are some of the truths we can take away from this gory story?
           
            First, this story, and Jezebel’s violent end, should strike fear in the hearts of unbelievers who stand in direct defiance of God and actually promote anti-God worship and practices, and those who worship other Gods. Particularly those who practice human and child sacrifice, which is still being carried out in parts of the world. All we have to do is read the Book of Revelation to learn how bad things will be in the end times. So bad people would rather have rocks fall on them to avoid the pain and suffering God rains down from Heaven.
           
            And I think it should also strike fear in the hearts of believers who play around the edges of their faith and hedge their bets. They’re playing with fire by adding godless practices to their faith. What might godless practices look like? Getting involved in séances to contact the dead (also known as necromancy), study of astrology, Taro card reading, visiting fortune tellers (who practice what’s known as divination), witchcraft, and cultic magic. They would also be things hidden, things in darkness, practices of divination and sorcery. Channeling spirits, New Age practices, and, yes, Transcendental Meditation (TE). Some theologians even include yoga in this list. And abortion.


And the serious question to ponder is the same type of question Jehu poses to Joram: Can we really have peace (Shalom) as long as we’re practicing harlotries? As long as we’re compromising in our personal lives and in our nations? As long as we’re worshiping other gods and standing in direct defiance to God’s will and direction?

What are we reading, watching, doing that contribute to these practices. How have we compromised? If you can't readily identify anything, take the question to God in prayer. He'll give you the answer.

We can never enjoy true, lasting peace (Shalom) until we put these things away.

           
            When God says you shall have no other gods before Me, He really means it.

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So, until next Monday, may your week be full of blessings that you receive and give, your heart be full of joy and thankfulness, and your days be filled with laughter. Build a little heaven in your life right now, and watch your heavenly garden grow!


Blessings,

Andrea

When the eyes of the soul looking out meet the eyes of God looking in, heaven has begun right here on earth. ~ A. W. Tozer

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