I’m going home. It has taken a while to make this decision probably more than a year. But I think it’s time. Where’s Home, you ask? Well, it’s back to that place that I first came alive, that place where I met Yeshua (We called Him Jesus back then), it was that place where it didn’t matter what I knew or had figured out, only that I had met HIM. There was a time that I stayed there close to home and just had good times with Him, at least from my perspective they were good times, it may not have been so much fun for Him. Eventually I went off to see what I could find out. A dug through the scriptures of various translations, looked for keys and traces of truth. I dug down deep under the accumulations of dirt and filth made of millennia of Church doctrine, division, hatred and misunderstanding. I searched through Millions of dollars -worth of books that were for sale in Christian book stores and on the pages of Amazon. But in the end, I found that I was more interested or concerned with Knowing facts, rather than knowing HIM, Yeshua. Don’t misunderstand now, there is nothing wrong with knowing the truth. It is the right thing to do and in this age of church fragmentation with the proliferation of false doctrines and things promoted by demons, it is essential that we seek the truth of God. Test Everything! We just can allow that quest to take all of our time and leave nothing for being with God. We need to know the truth and also EXPERIENCE God Himself. This is so simple. It doesn’t seem worth sharing on a blog like this. Then again I am not sharing information about when I got up and what I had for breakfast. It IS more important that the standard tweet.
You know I think about those Apostles, the most effective witnesses for Yeshua, Jesus there ever was. Most of us can tell you their names and not tell you anything about the millions of others who came after them. Why? It wasn’t because they were all outstanding theologians and scholars. No, it was just the opposite. They were simple honest men, who had walked with God, shared their lives with Him as His friends. And that is what makes their witness so powerful. That is why they could heal the sick and raise the dead! It wasn’t what they knew, it was WHO they knew!
I am exhausted, from age, from health issues, from stress and most of all I’m depleted of the force of life and vitality that comes from spending time in communion with God. I’ve given it a lot of thought and just can’t bring myself to walk into another Church house and hear false doctrines and traditions of men being promoted over the truth. Can’t stomach speaking the truth in Love and being shown the church door for doing so. So I will look for the quiet moments with the Lord in prayer, and praise, and in simple scripture enjoyment without deep study. It’s time to pull the Tallit over my head and close out everything else. I’m Goin’ Home, At lease in spirit for now. Maybe the rest of me will follow soon. I hope so! Oh, I will pop my head up once in a while and see what’s happening. Once a watchman always a watchman after all. I’ve been on the wall watching until my eyes are failing, and I have shouted out the warnings until my voice has become so rough and coarse that no one wants to hear it anymore. My last warning for now? CAREFUL YOU DON’T GET LOST! Don’t forget where home is. Go see your father once in a while. Sit at His feet now and then and lean up against his powerful legs. Listen to HIS sweet voice and let it fill your soul. That’s what REALLY matters. Without that we are just the walking dead, animated -talking dirt!….. Refill YOUR spirit from HIS.
Shalom and more Shalom!
"When you awake in the morning, learn something to inspire you and mediate upon it, then plunge forward full of light with which to illuminate the darkness." -Rabbi Tzvi Freeman
Jewish adventures in the diaspora.
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