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I can't stop thinking of these beautiful people I met. I can't. I went to a methodist church this past Sunday. I had never been to one before. I was invited to go there. I was being attacked in my mind by prejudice and an evil spirit altogether. When I am pressured to be prejudice to ANYONE, especially to people who are of the world, I always have to rebuke that. Because that is hypocrisy if anything. God would deal with me severely too. I know it.
Anyhow, I went to this place, and though they had some strange rituals I had to keep an attitude of prayer while I was there. I had prayed the day before that the Holy Spirit would show up (I know the Holy Spirit is not limited to ANY PLACE!!! nor ANY CIRCUMSTANCE). And he did indeed show up. The person giving the message was who invited me. And I know the Lord used her to speak to me (Every time I enter a place with expectation the Holy Spirit shows up). I don't know methodist doctrine versus any other doctrine, it looked the same except with different tradition. But what I was looking for was the fruit.
I saw some wonderful things, and some very good practices, but I know the heart of man. I know that though some things sound good, and are true and right, not everyone who hears them or even the one who says them receives it. So I can no longer judge anyone on the outside. I am thinking of the Lord our God. His manifold wisdom. He is more patient in Love and mercy. LOVE AND MERCY!!! AMEN!!! HALLELUJAH!! And then I think about Jesus. I think about his daily business. And I think about the many times he taught in the synagogues, some people listening to him, and other people hating him. Many days he taught, I am sure, wonderful messages about the Kingdom. And people were delighted to hear him speak. I am sure. And healing and signs and wonders he did in the midst of them. Yet, he would have to suffer by their very hands.
These same people would deliver him up to the gentiles. I think of these words now:
Matt 23:37 O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!
Matt 23:38 Behold, your house is left unto you desolate.
Matt 23:39 For I say unto you, Ye shall not see me henceforth, till ye shall say, Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord.
Anyhow, I went to this place, and though they had some strange rituals I had to keep an attitude of prayer while I was there. I had prayed the day before that the Holy Spirit would show up (I know the Holy Spirit is not limited to ANY PLACE!!! nor ANY CIRCUMSTANCE). And he did indeed show up. The person giving the message was who invited me. And I know the Lord used her to speak to me (Every time I enter a place with expectation the Holy Spirit shows up). I don't know methodist doctrine versus any other doctrine, it looked the same except with different tradition. But what I was looking for was the fruit.
I saw some wonderful things, and some very good practices, but I know the heart of man. I know that though some things sound good, and are true and right, not everyone who hears them or even the one who says them receives it. So I can no longer judge anyone on the outside. I am thinking of the Lord our God. His manifold wisdom. He is more patient in Love and mercy. LOVE AND MERCY!!! AMEN!!! HALLELUJAH!! And then I think about Jesus. I think about his daily business. And I think about the many times he taught in the synagogues, some people listening to him, and other people hating him. Many days he taught, I am sure, wonderful messages about the Kingdom. And people were delighted to hear him speak. I am sure. And healing and signs and wonders he did in the midst of them. Yet, he would have to suffer by their very hands.
These same people would deliver him up to the gentiles. I think of these words now:
Matt 23:37 O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!
Matt 23:38 Behold, your house is left unto you desolate.
Matt 23:39 For I say unto you, Ye shall not see me henceforth, till ye shall say, Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord.