Free Fall

Free Fall

Oh boy, I have tried to approach this piece of writing from a couple of different angles. I am often frank with my sharing, but today, I have some reticence kicking in that suggests I tread lightly: I just can't do it though, I can do no-thing with it except state the obvious in an unabashed fashion. 

The Spirit of God

You know what is going on, I suspect? We all feel it, why, even an imbecile is aware that while we are being constrained, we also feel this undeniable weightiness, like nothing will ever be the same again. And in this collective consciousness is a knowing, that we are right. The Holy Spirit of God, has had enough of the human race, and He is withdrawing His constraint, and his protective hovering hand over us. We are now, in a free for all fall. 

The free for all fall

In our world we have born witness to wickedness. This is not a surprise; humans can be a nasty greedy selfish lot of mongrels. Unbecoming really, to see creatures stampeding and head stomping their way in the opposite direction of their Creator. Again, this is not surprising, because it was all professed, proclaim, predicted to happen as it is happening, right before our eyes. The free for all fall has snapped us out of the spell of stupor, and now are are paying a little more attention. 

Everything, all of it, your history and mine, is predicated on this one statement from God, made to man prior to his fallen from grace state: 

But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, thou shalt not eat, for in the day that you eat of it you shall surely die (Genesis 2:17). 

and then, there is this:

And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die... (Genesis 3:4)

Ludicrous

Who are we to believe? When I look around me, there is literally in my face, or should I say, on the face evidence, that people actually believe, Ye shall not surely die... The idea that we can escape or cheat death is ludicrous: death doesn't ask your permission, and it can find you in your living room while you snack on chips watching Jeopardy on TV. The self deceptive part of many peoples thinking, is that they have time, that nothing has happened to them yet, so they can go into a fugue state about their eventual dead as a doorknob funeral state. Death is a surety for all, and you have no business counting your days, because they are already numbered: God didn't consult with you for your approval on your pink slip expiry date. 

The great difference

If we look at the messengers, a disparity immediately presents itself. The great difference between Gods custodial command and the serpents slithery suggestion, is love. Both had a working knowledge of the impact evil has on those that choose to disobey The Creator. We have benevolence vs malevolence, good vs evil, foreshadowing verses found in Genesis, the book dedicated to mankind's understanding of our in the beginning stages of life as Gods creatures. 

Blocked out the sun

I remember the first time I entered my house, the one I have lived in for nearly 20 years. For many reasons, it was ideal, a godsend, to have the opportunity to purchase it with my family and make it our home. The backyard had a newly installed in-ground pool, with all the bells and whistles of poolish splendour one would want; we even have a gazebo, making our backyard enviable, giving us a resort like feeling when we entertain there. While all this sounds wonderful, there were some things that needed to be addressed. The fence, on all three sides, was tree lined. Some of the trees were brushing the skies, and they blocked out the sun. There was also ivy climbing and weaving in and out, over and under and through every square inch of those fences. The ivy had to go, because it was taking over the world from the looks of it: believe me when I tell you, it was a rascal to eradicate. 

Roots remain

The thing is, we pulled all of the ivy off and down and out, but it kept showing up. Years of underground roots had established themselves and they weren't going without a fight. All the trees were cut down too, but alas, some of the trunks, while cut to the quick, still remain, albeit rotting now. All these years later, there is evidence of what used to be sky scraping trees and overgrown bushes. 

Moral of the story

What am I driving at; what is the moral of this story, you ask? It is this:

What we plant, when it takes root, becomes something we might have to cut out at root level, and sometimes, digging deep is required to eliminate the offensive thing that wants to take over our world. Much has changed for me since first moving into this house all those years ago, and in the last four plus years, I have noticed when I spot and tug at a root from the past, it yields readily to my increased strength. 

The company we keep

Dear one... the company we keep, the things we read and are exposed to, they become the trees, bushes, plants, flowers or thistles that can either choke us out, or delight our souls. I leave you with this scriptural guidance and truth: 

Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful. But his delight is in the law of the LORD; and in his law doth he mediate day and night. And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper. The ungodly are not so: but are like the chaff which the wind driveth away (Psalm 1:1-4).