Remember!

What a day for a blog! It all started last night as I was gathering the data to respond to the last blog. Last time we met, I offered to speak about Leviticus and Healthy Blood, if requested. Well, for those of you who read the responses to the blogs, you will know that I owe you one. Right now, the events of the past twenty-four hours in my life far exceed my ability to focus on academics of blood and food. Discussing Leviticus and life in the blood is not my basic academics. I am having a tough time divorcing myself from the events of life itself to research such academics (enough with the academics, already) in order to be able to validate what I know, let alone talk abstractly. This topic deserves extreme abstract thinking and then it all comes together. Enough!

Okay, here is what happened. At about 1:30 or so yesterday afternoon, “we” (Yocheved and I) were in discussion with the Wound Doctor and Wound Doctor’s nurse about my therapeutic schedule. I had already been told a couple of months ago that this could take a very long time, unless “we” were agreeable to amputation. Hear me now; I have the rest of my life, what’s the hurry Doc? So, the prognosis is still favorable and “we” are extended for another ten treatments (20 hours in ten treatments). “We” requested to begin the next series in two days. We needed time due to heavy work load needing “us” to spend uninterrupted time gathering our thoughts about the rest of our world. Agreed…See you Friday morning at about ten thirty. Thank you Doc!

Late last evening I started to write the blog about food and blood. Just couldn’t get started. Something was wrong. Couldn’t focus. Things just didn’t pop! Gave up and went to bed for a “nap”. Had about an hour’s rest. Got up and at about the same time received message from my sister that my sister-in-law was in ICU. She was receiving “keep her comfortable” attention. (Note this random thought: My Brother Bob was in ICU at beginning of Sept; I was in ICU in Dec; Joan is in ICU in Jan. Thoughts can drive you nuts…stay focused on The Father and trust in His Will).

This morning I received a call from my brother Jim, Joan’s hubby ,that she has gone into a coma. It is now 'wait and see'. Thank you, Wound Doctor, for the day off. Had I been in the chamber this morning I would not have received the phone call until late this afternoon. As if that would make a difference: our precious Joanie passed away at noon today. 

 

So, what is this blog all about anyway? Hold on to your kippah! I am going to let the fingers fly and not stop to make sure that it all makes sense. This is when I come to grips with the reality that we, in this sphere of worldly natural influence, attempt to communicate with Him in His Supernatural sphere. I believe it is humanly impossible to “talk” beyond our level of grasp. Oh, how I long for the day when it all comes together and we can transcend the barriers that prevent us from total understanding to cross over and truly become Hebrew and meet with Him and speak with Him and there would be no reason for words for we would know, just know, just really know what He expects of us and we wouldn’t even have to question it…we could meet Him where He is and if we were as versed as we thought we were in the lives of those who spoke to Him such as Abram and Moshe then we would do His Will and that would be that, and there would be no blogs such as this….the blog of that day will be titled REMEMBER! And that would be it!..Nothing else to say! The End! REMEMBER! Before it was written, He said REMEMBER!

To keep with the bi-weekly schedule of offering a blog about the thoughts in my head as I strive to see His face, I leave you with this simple verse: Mark 8:18 You have eyes -- don't you see? You have ears -- don't you hear? And don't you remember? When we don’t remember, it doesn’t matter what we have seen or heard, …..the hunger will not go away! Our thinking is from a human perspective, not from the Divine! (Mark 8:33b)

Shalom for now….and be Blessed, I know that I am. I am humbled in sharing my thoughts…but more than that, I am delighted and thrilled when you share yours. 

 

Love to you all,

Pinchas a/k/a Frankly Speaking all the time

Nothing to complain about?

You would think that a person who has nothing to do but sit around all day getting well would have all the time in the world to write a decent blog and study for a decent Brit lesson/reading.  Well, maybe you would…I know I use to think that way.  Until about thirty minutes ago!  Yep! That is when I realized that I am the person sitting around all day with nothing to do but get well and study and write…  For some reason, I find myself busy…yeah, can you believe it?  I found myself busy until tonight.  It has now dawned on me that I am not BUSY! I’m not the bright, jovial, nothing-bothers-me guy I thought I was either. I have suddenly realized I need to stop procrastinating and get busy and write something about the events and thoughts that pass through my mind while I am sitting around getting well.  That’s what this blog was supposed to be about in the first place….thoughts and stuff that clutter my head! 

Not to be so cocky and aloof and self-righteous, believe me folks, I truly have nothing to complain about.  Did I tell you about meeting the man in a similar situation as me and he has lost his lower legs half way between the ankle and the knee?  Or did I tell you about the lady who is literally wheeled into the clinic on a hospital bed?  She can’t raise up to sip water.  This list could go on forever!  There is so much tragedy in this world that it never stops!  Not too long ago, I would ever have imagined that I would be in that “crowd”.  Oh, I would think, those are the people who do not eat healthy…yeah, they just have so many bad habits ... maybe I can talk to them about nutrition and then bring Yahshua into the discussion. Yeah, that was the way I thought.  I eat as healthy as anyone I know. I was in my early thirties when I was awakened to change my dietary and behavioral ways.  I was in my late forties when I partnered up with someone who understood what I needed: good healthy blood and the Book of Leviticus.   I am not afraid of living a life based on Leviticus and blood nourishment.  (Two separate topics for another time if you request). 

Oh yeah! I was doing all the right things.  Who would ever thought that it’s almost three months ago when REALITY came knocking!  Don’t misunderstand me now… I did not mentally chastise anyone for their seeming lack of dietary restraint.  Those in the camp I would speak with and offer assistance when asked; those outside the camp I reluctantly let my Heavenly Father assist directly.  I believe if everyone on the planet would focus on those within their own camp, and let those outside the camp alone, we would all be a better person for the Kingdom.  Look at all the good that could come about as each one shared the Holy Word and sought a closer and more honest relationship with our Creator. 

YHVH has taught me a lot in the past couple of months.  And His teachings make this blog a little more challenging!  I am on fire to shout it out yet I feel the pressure across my mouth to just shut up and Praise the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob that I can be seen walking;  I can be seen without dozens of pills being stuffed down my throat.  I can admit that, yes, it is very painful at times.  But I also must admit, it is so temporary.  What a small price to pay for the education I have been given.  And when it comes to graduation day, if you want to call it that, I am assured by those who surround me, and by the One Who Heals me, I will walk on my own two feet.  Thank YHVH;

Praise You Father!  You make the blind see…. I can see a little more now.  It is You who makes the lame walk; my limp isn’t so bad now;  You Who turns the hearts of the children to the fathers, and the fathers to the children; thank you for bringing out the child within me and helping me mature to realize, it has never been about me.  It is all about You Heavenly Father.  And I do Praise Your Name and thank you for Yahshua, the Messiah that You sent, when all else failed, to turn our hearts back to You.  Thank You for Your patience and kindness; each day is a little bit better.  I am glad You are forever present.   Thank you for all those in the camp; thank you for the sacrifice of prayer they have given. 

For all of you; May Yahweh bless you and keep you; may He make His face shine on you and grant you His favor.  May Yahweh lift up His face toward you and give you peace.

I love you one and all….Prayer does work!   

Shalom and shalom

Pinchas a/k/a Frankly Speaking all the time

Footprints in the Sand

In my mind it has been a long time since I wrote a blog.  But it doesn’t seem so long ago that I reached out for your prayers of healing.  Let me first tell each of you, prayer does work.  Without rehashing the accounts and what happened and etc., let me simply say, there is no doubt in my mind, without your praying and pleading with our heavenly Father, the healing would be very,  very slow; if at all.  I have complete faith in YHVH Elohim and I pray constantly to be in His favor.  Not a day goes by that I don’t witness something that reaffirms my faith and allegiance.

There were two occasions when I started to get down and to feel like I won’t have the strength to hold on.  But each time, He showed me the results should I not continue to believe and trust.  We have all read the ‘prayer’ about footprints in the sand; let me tell you, when I walk into the wound center for the hyperbaric treatments and see the wheel chairs lined up, I see the footprints in the sand.  When I go to the cath lab for measurement of blood flow and see the myriad of patients with a grimace on their face, I see the footprints in the sand. 

 

Most overwhelming was when I was privileged to be brought to the Rivers in the Desert Conference, although for only a brief period of time, and I felt the love of all of you, I knew He had me in His hands. No words can ever describe the feeling I had and I know I am not worthy.  How does someone like me deserve so much? 

The conference was fantastic.  I am watching the recordings during my two hour treatment sessions each day.  Just lay back in the chamber, and watch the TV that is placed nearby and pay attention to the speakers.  The nurse puts the disc in the machine and starts it and then takes me to atmospheric pressures beyond this earth!  Try this site for good general information: http://drcranton.com/hbo.htm This probably will be a very short blog; I can’t see for the tears of joy in my eyes!

My Heavenly Father told me not to give up, not to give in, not to become discouraged!  He told me a lot of other things too.  He said I needed a little bit more humility. He wants me to remember that nothing occurs on this planet without His express permission.  I have done nothing for me compared to what He has done with me.  I do believe that this incident that has occurred is a teaching tool for everyone.  Without belaboring the point, I have learned that it is incumbent upon each of us to be on the lookout for our neighbor.  It is of paramount importance that we do not shun the outreach of those about us.  It is okay if someone wants to help.  And it is okay if that someone wants to help us. 

Tonight I am a bit exhausted and will go to bed a few hours earlier than normal.  That seems to be the way it is here lately.  But I don’t want to go until I tell the world how wonderful and kind my wife is.  Yocheved never complains.  She is constantly there to assist me and seems to know what I am in need of before I can figure it out.  I ask each of you to please include her in your prayer for continued strength and determination.  She is a Proverbs 31 woman.  It is through Yocheved that I established a very close relationship with YHVH.  She saved my life almost twenty years ago, introducing me to YHVH, Who I did not yet understand.  Now, she is at my side to help me live that new life.  I love Yocheved very much. Yes, I am truly blessed! 

I love you all and I pray for the day when we can all rejoin and laugh and run and play as children in His Kingdom. 

Shalom, shalom

Pinchas a/k/a Frankly Speaking all the time