Thursday, September 24, 2009
Thoughts for meditation and prayer
We all live with an ongoing, internal civil war. The desires of the spirit and the flesh are in opposition to one another. With every decision you make you feed and energize the one, and starve and weaken the other.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Thoughts for meditation and prayer
We don't have to wait until we die to begin the journey toward moral sanity. Through hours and hours dedicated to meditation and prayer we can begin to change now. We can be transformed by the renewing of our minds.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Thoughts for meditation and prayer
The day will come when you will see clearly. When you escape from the effects of inborn sin when you die, you will experience a mental revolution that will utterly transform you. You will look at that sin toy that you now love, and you will utterly abhor it. You would be no more inclined to do that sin than you would be inclined to take a nice, refreshing swim in a pool of fresh vomit.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Thoughts for meditation and prayer
If you love a sin, to that extent you are morally insane. The only reason you have survived without being institutionalized is because the whole world is a mad house. They would not suffer a person such as yourself to wander the streets of heaven unsupervised. You need your meds. You must take your meds.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Thoughts for meditation and prayer
Some of the homeless people wandering our streets are homeless for one reason, and one reason alone: they will not accept the fact that they have to take their meds. We have a disease that in this life knows no final cure: inborn sin. Meditation on the word and prayer are our meds. We have to come to the point where we realize that something is very, very wrong with us. We have to take our meds every day or suffer the effects of moral insanity. We should be too afraid not to take our meds.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Thoughts for meditation and prayer
I had my first serious bout with seasonal depression in 1976. I didn't know what it was. There were no medications for it. So I did the only thing I knew how to do. I could feel the flow of the God life that came to me through meditation on the written word and prayer, so for the next two years I never missed a single quiet time. I was afraid of what was happening to me, and I was worried that if it got worse, I might have to be institutionalized. Fear became my friend, motivating me to do what was right.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Thoughts for meditation and prayer
Earlier in this thread I said that we are still spiritual infants until we have come to the place where we have looked inside ourselves and seen something absolutely horrifying. Let's ad to that. We must come to the place where we look at Rev. 3:17 and we say to ourselves, "I am that man! I don't feel it! I wasn't aware of it! But the Holy Spirit is showing me that this is so."
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