This is the day that I promised to
get back to what I said I would get back to. Time to write the
bi-weekly blog about things that go through my mind while I am
striving to see the Father’s face.
Let me tell you just the thoughts that
are going through my head… the past week with all the hate and
destruction going on. It doesn’t seem to stop. I am going to shut
down the cable. Don’t need it; don’t watch it. Everyone seems to
want to identify the problem with the world in light of all the
murders taking place.
I won’t go into refreshing your
memory…. just heard another arm-chair psychoanalysis of why the
haters did what they did in Boston…that has got me off track for
this blog. It has triggered in me a re-run of my child-hood. I was
a mean and angry kid… and why did I do what I did? Father, I did
not know You then…. All I know is on one occasion, I was told one
night to take a bath and while I was in the tub with the cold water
(there was no hot water available unless you took your bath outside
in the big tub on the fire) so, anyhow I was in the tub and I
remember as if it was now; if I drown in this tub they won’t make
me take another bath and it will serve them right! Well, I did not
drown, and I did wash behind my ears and I continued to be angered
and not understanding why we, my family, had to struggle so hard for
what? Times have passed. My Father in Heaven brought me through it
all. And as I look back I have realized that all that was wrong in
my life was I did not have faith in a Savior I could not see. I also
realize that I could not hear Him either because I refused to buy
into this “stuff”.
The young boys in Boston were searching
for something. They did not find it because they would not permit
themselves to hear it. Yes, this is my arm-chair opinion. The people
in my early life told me repeatedly that I need to find God. I told
them repeatedly that their ‘god’ was not for me. If he was, I
wouldn’t be so miserable. This went on for years. I knew within me
that something greater than me must exist…but I also knew that the
people in my life was not it! All I heard from them was that I was
no good, would never be any good and that I needed to be on my knees
everyday praying. Praying? What are you talking about? I have been
praying! Can’t you hear?
Well, for me, this is a short and brief
moment for a blog but I truly believe, the only thing that is wrong
with this country, the problems with the world, the only reason
anyone would want to harm others or themselves, no matter where they
live or who they are is so simple. We, you and I, and all those we
know, have permitted this country to turn its back on the Creator of
the universe.
It seems that on most Shabbats when we
worship there will always be a portion of a prayer someplace asking
for the forgiveness of the sins of the fathers. Asking for help in
overcoming that which was placed upon us. So, when do the sins of
the fathers stop? When do we realize we are the fathers of the
subsequent generations? When do we stop permitting haSatan to have
way over us?
Oh my, I must be fired up. Got up for
a drink of water and looked back on the diatribe! Please don’t
misunderstand. I firmly believe that everything that has occurred in
our lives was absolutely necessary for this moment in time. For me,
this moment is one of joy and gratefulness; as is every moment since
my loving and caring Father has welcomed me. He prevented me from
turning my back on Him. One day I may explain that, but it is
not really necessary. Many of you know what I am saying.
So, where was I? Oh yes! What is
going on in my mind at this moment while I seek to see His face? Let
me tell you. For about two months now I am fully on my feet; I am
regaining so much zest and energy; I am permitted to be the me I was
before I got careless; I am excited and delighted and the place is
looking good and I only get obnoxious when I hear the news! So, turn
off the cable. Gotta’ go!
Proverbs 29:11 A fool gives vent to all
his feelings; but the wise, thinking of afterwards, stills them.
Proverbs 28:13 He who conceals his sins will not succeed; he who
confesses and abandons them will gain mercy.
Shalom…love you …
Pinchas, aka
Frankly Speaking all the time.
