Taking Things for Granted

These past few weeks have been real eye opening for me.  As most of you know we had a fantastic Sukkot and the in-gathering was phenomenal.  As I wrote last time, seeing the outreach taking place with all the people coming to assist one another and enjoin in conversations with open minds and willing hearts was truly the work of our Heavenly Father.

A couple of weeks have now passed and we are attempting to get “back to normal” while moving forward toward the River’s in the Desert Conference.  While at the same time I am nursing an injury to my foot while waiting for a surgical procedure to clean out my arteries.  This last part baffles me.  Not to beat a dead horse, but as succinctly as I can put it, I am about to have a procedure done to both lower legs to open the arteries because I have extremely minimal blood flow.  Rule out diabetes, cholesterol, plaque build up, heart disease, smoking, etc.  Does not exist!  And until I had my foot injured, had no reason to have my arteries cleaned out!  Have I been taking myself for granted all these years?  Have I become a victim to my own blindness?  The medical people told me they had the answers;  they ran all the tests, they now say they are stumped..but we will get to the bottom of this!  I hope so.  I am very much aware that miracles do take place and healing comes without any intervention from us as long as we have faith.  But what about doing all the right things and living the correct ways and observing Torah and being healthy and keeping healthy thoughts, etc.  How can it be that someone could truly end up the healthiest man in the grave yard?

None of this bothered me until about an hour ago.  My biggest complaint was that my great toe hurt.  I was not concerned with the rotor rooter going into my legs tomorrow morning and bringing blood flow back.  But it just dawned on me!  Why did the blood flow stop?  No one knows, as yet!.  And when it is corrected, do we just accept it as something that happened along the way, while searching to see His Face?  There is a part of me that strives very hard to not complain and accept what the Father blesses me with.  I also believe there is a blessing in everything and therefore we should not complain about anything; ie. The injury to the toe/foot led the way to finding reduced blood flow and the need for corrective measures; so I don’t want to be ungrateful for the injury.

This event in my life has brought the Spiritual aspects of my faith into the physical aspects of my being.  Probably won’t make a bit of sense, but just for the sake of going along for the ride, go along with me a bit and see if you don’t find that I am the one who may be experiencing the physical component, but we all are or have or will be experiencing the spiritual component whether we want to or not.  

YHVH has a fantastic way of teaching us.  There were many times in my life when I questioned whether or not I had enough faith to follow without having enough good reason to follow.  Many times along the way I asked myself if “this” (He, YHVH,) was real.  I know about the miracles of the oak tree and etc., but accepting something just because it is, can be quite a challenge. One of the difficult things to do is explain how we can believe in something we cannot see.  We can see the supposed results of the Divine intervention, but we are not capable as yet, to see the Divine.  Thanks to the ever so many miracles that have occurred in my life, I am able to say that I have faith in a supreme being that I believe created me.  I believe He did know me before I was conceived.  I believe in the miracle of birth, which isn’t hard to believe in when you see how many in the “count” that did not make it.  These are easy things to have faith and belief in.  The more difficult things are the interventions that occur in our lives that had we not been believers, would have been written off as something that just happened, for no rhyme or reason.

With a great startle I woke from a “dozing” sleep a while ago and realized, my foot was injured to get my attention to take a look at my life flow (Life is in the Blood) and do something about it.  In other words, YHVH woke me up to assure me that He is nearby and looking out for me… and to ensure that I pay constant attention to Him and never turn away.  He is in charge, and I am grateful.  So, when I tell others that I have no fear for tomorrow, I can now rest assured that I am being honest.  My Father has told me so.  Jeremiah 8:8-9;  John 7: 17-18

Shalom shalom; 

Thank you one and all for your prayers and concerns; I love you all.   

Pinchas a/k/a Frankly Speaking All theTime