Food Fight at The Masters Table

Bless the Lord for how He works to correct us!

Spiritual Abuse Sanctuary

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Let me preface this post by saying I don’t belong to Facebook, or Pal Talk. I used to belong to Pal Talk a number of years ago. In the beginning I found a group where one could worship the LORD JESUS, and felt the Holy Spirit moving amongst those who gathered there. But that group disbanded for some reason. Since then, lets just say it seems to have become a haunt for every evil spirit out there, with constant infighting, insults, mud slinging and “bouncing out of the room” or “red dotting”, those who disagreed with, or questioned, even innocently, something the speaker is saying. And this, mind you, happens in “Christian” rooms.

After several bad experiences, I decided it wasn’t a healthy environment for spiritual growth and/or fellowship and so, I left and moved on.

Now, about Facebook, as I said, I never felt led to join, and having…

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On the Narrow Way, you cross a green and flowery meadow called…

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Aster Daisies

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… the Meadow of Refreshment.

On every hand, lush grass grows, earth’s comfortable pillowing, clothed with countless flowers. The scents and sights are unimaginable! Take off your shoes for a while and carry them, for the grass is cool and tender to your feet. Soon enough, you will have to put all thoughts of comfort behind you, for you will be entering upon new difficulties. But for now…

Birdsong and chirping and the rustling of leaves is the music you’ll hear, with the playing of waters. Streams and pools abound – take a drink, dip your feet in, splash around! All of this is meant for you – the roses and the lilies, and the blooms that have no name in our world. Darting hummingbirds and thrumming bees drink up the nectar of the rich blooms of love and encouragement, hospitality and kindness. Jesus planted the Meadow, for He knows all about the flowers of the field, and all His ways are perfect.

Over your head, the sky is a blue impossible to describe, filled with clouds that are quickly sailing, hastening onward toward God’s Celestial City. Watching the clouds, you will feel as if you are flying too – completely free from every care. Sometimes rain falls, and you can tip your head back and open your mouth. 

You will cross this Meadow on a gentle incline the entire way, to show you that what you truly need – your heart’s desire – is still before you. Warning signs are posted about this:

“Hurry on!”

“Keep moving!”

“The Celestial City is straight ahead!”

It’s tempting to lay down, believing the earth to be your mother and resting upon her. But if you linger too long, laying on your back and gazing up, with a buttercup to your lips, you will fall asleep. For comfort is an extraordinarily powerful thing, and unless held lightly – like many of God’s good gifts – can cause you to forget that danger is near.

For you see, silent amid the grasses, tawny as an herb of the field, unseen and calculating, a lion lies in wait – the Enemy of God and man.

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