When our lives are subjected to approval or compliments and honour of people, we become regrettable.We have come into a dangerous zone where we fall into two bad habits: lust and anger.
We want more wealth, greater esteem, in order to get attention.
Otherwise we feel valueless and get the feeling not to excist anymore.
On the other hand, when people don't confirm us, we become angry with them.
We even become angry with circumstances. We loose our temper. Etc.!
So; how to find the right way in life?
The answer is this: look for the cause, where this kind of subjection came from.
We still know where we were born and who raised us, but we have abandoned the love we had at first.
The love to our Creator. He, Who created us and wanted us and gave His life for us.
His words are these: "You are Mine for I gave My life for you; I bought you not for money, but with My own blood I paid for you, to get you free from the life of lies, from the Lier.
I love you, because I love you! You are desirable, therefore I created you".
He's my forever Friend.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Friday, August 06, 2010
Sensitive to the Voice
SENSITIVE TO THE VOICE:
I started to reorganize my daily scedual as Jesus-fan. So I read The Scripture itself, instead of reading about.
Just taking time for it, as soon as possible at day-time. And see what happened; I didn't have 2 hours a day short off, but I got a feeling like having holidays. And so I was relaxed. Together different things happened, more quick than in the past.
Tuesday I was thinking about a train-trip and then on the way somewhere walk with my dog in an area of scenic beauty. But where would I have to go to find such an area.
Wednesday I saw 3 booklets in the hall of the appartements, which were showing recreation area along the rails. "Thank You Jesus! You are wonderful",
Thursday: So I made a trip towards the west of our country with the destination of Woerden, where a Prayer-shop is located. Being there, I thought: "How to find this shop?" And I asked Jesus to show me the way. I came with my dog Tirsa in the mainstreet with all kind of shops, went through an alley left and was in a different street. When I looked at the right: there was the Prayer-shop! "That was Quick, Jesus!"
Friday: I was searching for a pepper-mill. But didn't buy the ones I saw in 2 different shops.Although one was quite cheap. Being in the neighbourhood of "Multitoon",I entered it. and found 2 of them. A big one, with price on it and a smaller one, no price on it. At the desk I asked about the price and the lady saw, the bog one wasn't okay anymore to sell. And the smaller one; may be neither; I could take it.
"Thank You, Jesus", I whispered.
Tuesday the next week a friend helped me to dy my hair; but the gloss was more like green instead of yellow-gold! How happy I was, not having bought that greeny blouse, what II had seen in the shop.
Wednesday: Walking my dog Tirsa, I saw a leather footstool waiting for the garbage truck. It wasn’t trown in one of the containers. I said to Jesus,:”If it’s still there, when I come back from this stroll, then I know ‘it’s for me’.” [Once before there was a roll of linoleum, and I hoped, it would be there, when I was returning from the stroll, to take it with me. But: it was gone!!]
However, I forgot about it. All day long1 Suddenly in the evening I remebered the footstool.I had to make another walk with Tirsa, and looked then for the footstool: it still was there!I examined it; all looked well. Amazing. “Thank You, Jesus.You save dit for me”.
Friday: a friend came in the bookstore to have coffee-chat with me. He treated me to a delicacy!. He even gave 2 more pieces with me; it was almost Pentecostle,( 2 sundays in the Netherlands) and I couldn't effort to buy some delicacies, and now it was there: for each day one. "Jesus, You are so kind to me".
I discovered, since I read in The Scripture, that I had become more sensitive to the voice of the Holy Spirit of Jesus and that He was leading me, even into surprises.
I started to reorganize my daily scedual as Jesus-fan. So I read The Scripture itself, instead of reading about.
Just taking time for it, as soon as possible at day-time. And see what happened; I didn't have 2 hours a day short off, but I got a feeling like having holidays. And so I was relaxed. Together different things happened, more quick than in the past.
Tuesday I was thinking about a train-trip and then on the way somewhere walk with my dog in an area of scenic beauty. But where would I have to go to find such an area.
Wednesday I saw 3 booklets in the hall of the appartements, which were showing recreation area along the rails. "Thank You Jesus! You are wonderful",
Thursday: So I made a trip towards the west of our country with the destination of Woerden, where a Prayer-shop is located. Being there, I thought: "How to find this shop?" And I asked Jesus to show me the way. I came with my dog Tirsa in the mainstreet with all kind of shops, went through an alley left and was in a different street. When I looked at the right: there was the Prayer-shop! "That was Quick, Jesus!"
Friday: I was searching for a pepper-mill. But didn't buy the ones I saw in 2 different shops.Although one was quite cheap. Being in the neighbourhood of "Multitoon",I entered it. and found 2 of them. A big one, with price on it and a smaller one, no price on it. At the desk I asked about the price and the lady saw, the bog one wasn't okay anymore to sell. And the smaller one; may be neither; I could take it.
"Thank You, Jesus", I whispered.
Tuesday the next week a friend helped me to dy my hair; but the gloss was more like green instead of yellow-gold! How happy I was, not having bought that greeny blouse, what II had seen in the shop.
Wednesday: Walking my dog Tirsa, I saw a leather footstool waiting for the garbage truck. It wasn’t trown in one of the containers. I said to Jesus,:”If it’s still there, when I come back from this stroll, then I know ‘it’s for me’.” [Once before there was a roll of linoleum, and I hoped, it would be there, when I was returning from the stroll, to take it with me. But: it was gone!!]
However, I forgot about it. All day long1 Suddenly in the evening I remebered the footstool.I had to make another walk with Tirsa, and looked then for the footstool: it still was there!I examined it; all looked well. Amazing. “Thank You, Jesus.You save dit for me”.
Friday: a friend came in the bookstore to have coffee-chat with me. He treated me to a delicacy!. He even gave 2 more pieces with me; it was almost Pentecostle,( 2 sundays in the Netherlands) and I couldn't effort to buy some delicacies, and now it was there: for each day one. "Jesus, You are so kind to me".
I discovered, since I read in The Scripture, that I had become more sensitive to the voice of the Holy Spirit of Jesus and that He was leading me, even into surprises.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Deze week lees ik in de roman: "Stille Finale" van Henk Vaessen 2006 over een stenen relief in de Sint-Maria kerk te Wittenberg, waar M.Luther ook heeft gepredikt. Daarop ziet men een zeug met biggetjes,die aan de tepels zuigend, met hoofden van rabbi's uitgebeeld. De vraag van een Joods persoon in't boek aan de Christenen is: "Waarom heeft niemand daar ooit iets aan gedaan? Het zou een kleine moeite zijn, om het te verwijderen of dicht te smeren met specie. Nog iedere week stoppen daar bij die kerk bussen vol met "Luther-toeristen". (blz. 157) Dit heeft mij geschokt en ik dacht; wat kan ik eraan doen, nu ik het weet. Na 3 a 4 dagen, kwam www.verzoeningscoalitie.nl mijn herinnering; en dus stuurde ik er een mail heen. Per omgaande kreeg ik antwoord en er wordt aan gewerkt; al binnen 2 weken, in Duitsland.
Heel bijzonder werd ook het schilderij 'De Witte Kruisiging' van Chagall beschreven.
De meest aangrijpende overeenkomst is dat Jezus, zoals zovele Joden in de concentratiekampen, Zich afvroeg waar God was op dat cruciale moment. Chagall beeldde uit dat in de duistere perioden van het leven, wanneer God afwezig lijkt te zijn, Hij er wel degelijk bij is. Dit wordt aangegeven door de lichtbundel, die de aanwezigheid van God voorstelt en achter Jezus schijnt.
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