The rambunctious bottomless pit is wide open and waiting to devour the mind as it feebly waits for pie from the sky as a sign that heaven is eons away and can only be glimpsed at after physical death. That is why I decided to practice dying so I could get more than just a meager glimpse of heaven. It was not too long after that I discovered that there is no need to wait. I just pretend that I am dead; that to me was far better than waiting and agonizing about something I could have and enjoy now. From then on every moment counts and I live enthusiastically to enjoy every breath. Life has never been more exciting! What I cannot have to enjoy now then takes a back seat and before I know it I am in heaven again.
Passively waiting for salvation day is presenting its grievous ramification as needless suffering and constant cross carrying.
Living as though now is the time of salvation reveals the same message of the apocalypse. The symbolism of John is very scary and while this was his analogy of the future more than 2000 years ago, today’s time still evoke these same images and so offers the message of salvation in our day.
Waiting in vain is a cause of constant pain with no eternal gain and only fuels the fear factor of everyday living and the temptation to run away from life
If I had to continue to wait until I was sure that there is an opulent afterlife, I would continue to wait to enjoy each day’s presents and then die only to find my soul and all its endowment sitting in St Peter’s garage sale. It is for this reason that I quickly engage all my cells into wanting to know the truth first hand about all this mind-massacring mystery. Again and again, I kept coming up empty. Painstakingly, I realized that there is no such mystery because God is not a far-fetched freak with a punishing patriarchy pose on a throne in a no man’s planet, giving orders that no one can fathom to achieve. I came to my very own conviction that making it to heaven to live happily ever after, after I pass away is a contradiction in terms
Since I am convinced that there is a God who is longing to spend ad infinitum with me and that I had already given up all my prized possessions for the sake of that God, I decided that the God I am longing to find me and who needs me to seek it better reveal itself to me. I told that God so in my very own version of pretty please; and that turned out to have been good enough.
When people realize that redemption and salvation are already available and always accessible while alive, would they still hail for a future to deliver trailer load of everlasting fulfillment and in the meantime roughing it out and toughing it out to arrive at the pearly gates. Waiting for future freedom is a recipe of frustration festival, conscience, crucifixion, survival of the only species that put the species at stake is itself at stake of survival- a passport to enter in and remain in hell; the very place that the mind is afraid of going and so tricked into avoiding.
That to me is a worse or near close image of the Book of Revelation.
Passively waiting for salvation day is presenting its grievous ramification as needless suffering and constant cross carrying.
Living as though now is the time of salvation reveals the same message of the apocalypse. The symbolism of John is very scary and while this was his analogy of the future more than 2000 years ago, today’s time still evoke these same images and so offers the message of salvation in our day.
Waiting in vain is a cause of constant pain with no eternal gain and only fuels the fear factor of everyday living and the temptation to run away from life
If I had to continue to wait until I was sure that there is an opulent afterlife, I would continue to wait to enjoy each day’s presents and then die only to find my soul and all its endowment sitting in St Peter’s garage sale. It is for this reason that I quickly engage all my cells into wanting to know the truth first hand about all this mind-massacring mystery. Again and again, I kept coming up empty. Painstakingly, I realized that there is no such mystery because God is not a far-fetched freak with a punishing patriarchy pose on a throne in a no man’s planet, giving orders that no one can fathom to achieve. I came to my very own conviction that making it to heaven to live happily ever after, after I pass away is a contradiction in terms
Since I am convinced that there is a God who is longing to spend ad infinitum with me and that I had already given up all my prized possessions for the sake of that God, I decided that the God I am longing to find me and who needs me to seek it better reveal itself to me. I told that God so in my very own version of pretty please; and that turned out to have been good enough.
When people realize that redemption and salvation are already available and always accessible while alive, would they still hail for a future to deliver trailer load of everlasting fulfillment and in the meantime roughing it out and toughing it out to arrive at the pearly gates. Waiting for future freedom is a recipe of frustration festival, conscience, crucifixion, survival of the only species that put the species at stake is itself at stake of survival- a passport to enter in and remain in hell; the very place that the mind is afraid of going and so tricked into avoiding.
That to me is a worse or near close image of the Book of Revelation.
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