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Things I'd neither confirm nor deny; hear me out.  Gloria Copeland is a bit of a giant in the Word Of Faith denomination, and is particular large in the Kenneth Copeland ecosystem of believers.  Her works such as "God's Will Is Prosperity" are fundamental to making the case, not only for "prosperity" as they use the word, but also God's love. In the first world, so many people are concerned with the day-to-day financial obligations and somewhere in there is the great dream of a "dream house".  The Copelands and their comrades preach God's love often in the lens of indulging those wishes for dream houses and paid bills, and maybe the odd new car here and there.   I don't defend this lensing of the Gospel, and indeed, I tend to think less in terms of dream houses or new airplanes, and more in terms of generic happiness and having needs met, but that's such as what gets attention in the first world, that sort of brief focus on financia...

Its a shame to have a heart for the Good News and not accept it. Its also a shame to have a heart for the Good News and not share it. I felt the love of my Creator many times this past week, and I relented from sharing it with my friends.  That said, I shared some Gospel messages on Facebook. God loves you; Christ is an adequate proof friends, and should remove all doubt. I shared on the book of Acts where the local leaders were upset, telling the magistrate about Paul and Silas:  "these are the men that have shook the world, and now they are come here!". We are come here. We love you and ask pretty much nothing of you but to love another, as Christ has loved you.

It was Joyce Meyer that was saying, "if you're bald before you get saved, you're gonna be bald after you're saved." I rather entertain the idea that my hair went home to be with the Lord, a number of years back; leaving a particularly picturesque scalp shining. ---- I had came up with a roadside ministry thing this morning, spreading a blurb of the Gospel around and then the potential pitfalls, only dimly imagined.  So marked with enthusiasm for the notion, giving an hour or two a day to God and His son, that I could hardly dampen that enthusiasm by imagining what wiles the enemy might send my way. Basically, its a volunteer thing, out in public, in the public eye, and God gave me the enthusiasm, so that hopefully is His seal of approval on the thing--my spirit wouldn't be too dampened awfully if I got a public reproach for my efforts. ---- Safe from a Delilah, and pestering strangers on the street about the wonders of the Lord. But for the mercies of God.  

Where is God, some may ask, varying on time and circumstance, a snowcone on the beach sand, or a pet squashed in the roadway: where was God when that was happening? Remember, we have the Devil roaming about, picking-off people, working diligently at the ruin of even the strongest among us, and the Devil seems to know when we are at our weakest. So, where is God? God is  everywhere. Without exception.  Even though God is said to be Light and Truth, the Bread of Life, and various other things, God is even there in the opposite conditions, because try as he may, the Devil has not conquered the earth, and it still belongs to God. The earth still belongs to God, no matter what the Devil may pull, no matter the ruse or trick. Ask for God, and there He is. Pray, and there He is.  

The blessing has two parts; the soul seemingly has two parts: light and dark.  Christs mentions the believers as vines.  Unproductive vines are lifted up(cast away, is said in the King James), while producing vines are pruned to be even more productive.(Matthew chapter 7) We all struggle, but there are the "productive", and those that are farther behind in the struggle:  God has comfort for either condition, and all have a function in the natursl world. As with the rain early, which was good time for reflection, God gave the natural world something it needed to live, and now, mild temperatures and diffuse sunshine, dilluted by some thin cloud cover. I could see the burgundy leaves of our plum tree, in the sunshine.  The leaves with their deep hue, and the obverse shade, but the trick, the miraculous is the mirror of light on the leaves that were touching the sunshine: call them productive vines, as Christ said of the better believers.  Sure he loved them all, bu...

Nothing else but seeing God in everything will make us loving and patient with those who annoy and trouble us. They will be to us then only instruments for accomplishing His tender and wise purposes toward us, and we shall even find ourselves at last inwardly thanking them for the blessings they bring us.  - H W Smith "If any of you lacks wisdom, ask God, who gives to us liberally, and upbraids not."   James 1:5 Remember your last days, set enmity aside; remember death and decay, and cease from sin! Think of the commandments, hate not your neighbor; remember the Most High's covenant... - Sirach 28:7 We experience Gods today in the Southeast as a whisper of rainfall on a mild day temperature-wise.  Let us never shirk from hearing his voice, nor let us not refuse the master's call, either. Cashapp cashtag $origen1979 

I was reading about Samson. His legendary strength. He had a kind of appetite for women, one could I infer, with two distinct instances of his sexual appetite being a weakness before his enemies. First, he was with a harlot.  He had heard about her, and traveled to see her, to be with her for some hours or an evening or what-not, and that was used to unravel him as an attempt was made on his life, them thinking(his enemies) that in his physical passion, he would be an easy kill. Second.  Delilah.  My desiyah, Delilah. Three times she set him up for destruction. He was seemingly unafraid or either convinced of her sincerity; perhaps even, in the height of love, he wasn't thinking clearly.  He mislead her, though, several times, and she says he brought a rebuke on her by telling her that. Three times she set him up. Was it apathy or appetite? Consider too, he may have been physically passed-out drunk after his love-making(a horrid thing to say, I know, but consider on....