A Hairy Issue

          I think about a lot of things all the time, most of which I can’t remember, and I’m sorry I don’t get more of ‘em written into my blog, but recently I’ve been thinking about some stuff which seems to just keep coming back up with more and more pressure each time so I better get it out before it explodes with very loud noises (I hate drawing attention to myself like that).

            First I’ll share a testimony that took place in my life almost two years ago now (geez, tempus fugit). My dad and I had gotten back from a hunting/camping trip (we actually bagged something big this time, yay) and a regional church meeting in Calgary was approaching. During the camping, since we were out in the woods, I had let my beard and hair grow out with reckless abandon for about a month, but in my particular church fellowship it is a common standard for men to have short hair as well as be shaved. I however had grown attached (in the non-literal sense) to my hair growing the way it was. This was not the first time I had encountered this type of situation, but it became the first time I truly sought the Lord for the truth in it. In my church it is taught from the Bible (1Cor. 11) that men should have short hair, the no-beards thing (not in the Bible) was added to that for reasons unknown to me. My pastors always taught that it was a sign of submission to God’s order and the ministry, but I’ve been in scenarios where it can manifest by other spirits as well (not the Holy Ghost). I’ve also had the experience before where I would let my hair grow, not out of rebellion or disobedience, but to just see what happens and prove it’s real worth. The Bible does also say to ‘prove all things and hold fast to that which is good’ in 1Thes. 5:21. I would have chalked it up to simple innocent curiosity, but it is a Biblical principle. Before the meeting came, I had been in a few normal church services with my small, local assembly where my state of hair wasn’t causing any trouble after my trip into the woods, but a church meeting was going to have plenty more people, people who may have questions or concerns about it. On the one hand, I didn’t want to bring any disharmony into my fellowship, on the other hand, I didn’t want to put on something that was just going to be an insincere façade, on the other, other hand, I do want to be obedient to God and his order, and the other, other, other hand, it’s obvious I have too many hands. My mind filled with questions and ideas as to what I could do about the situation, and amidst the ensuing mental maelstrom I pleaded to Jesus to help me resolve it – whatever He wanted me to do I was willing to do it. I continued to toss ideas back and forth in my mind, so much so that I became a bit dizzy: ‘Maybe I just shouldn’t go, but it’s a meeting, of course I should go’ ‘well, if I shaved and cut my hair, that wouldn’t cause any problems, but wouldn’t I be doing that to be some kind of “people-pleaser” which isn’t right either’ etc. But in spite of the chaos, God heard my plea and sent me some grace. I stepped back and took a look from the outside at this ‘storm’ and asked myself (or maybe it was God, Himself, asking me) where is every single one of these thoughts coming from, I knew the answer from the confusion in my mind and the anxiety clenching in my stomach, it was fear. (2Tim 1:7) ‘He has not given us the spirit of fear, but of love, and of power, and of a sound mind’ was the scripture, and ‘you don’t have to listen to any spirit that’s not God’s’ was the lesson, that flashed through my thoughts. It was not difficult at this point to say to the spirit fear that I was done listening to whatever it had to say, and my mind went dead silent. It was as if I had spoken with the authority of God, Himself, and the cowardly spirit in my mind knew it. After about one second of this blissful calm, I heard the words ‘Just go to the meeting and enjoy yourself’ spoken softly into not just my mind but my heart as well, and the peace that passes all understanding welled up within and surrounded me; I knew it was the Lord. Needless to say I did as I was bid, happily, too. I went to the meeting in Calgary with some other members of my church within the next couple of weeks, I heard great preaching and testimonies, sang some songs, ate waaay too much of their delicious food, and quite thoroughly enjoyed myself (insert nice long pause here for dramatic effect). Interestingly, not long after this happened, my own pastor started preaching about identifying spirits. Knowing what spirit you’re in contact with, drawing power from, and operating in, became his theme message for the entire following year and is still brought up on a regular basis, even though I don’t believe he’s actually heard this testimony yet (I’m about as quiet in person as I am on the internet, scary right?). That’s just one more piece of proof that this message did indeed come from God.

            Since that event, I have been content with whatever length my hair’s at, but I don’t go for long without thinking back on it: the confusion and the fear, my willingness to do whatever God would’ve asked of me, and His simple, clear direction that filled me with joy and peace. These are all vital elements to the story. I have been doing some meditation, scripture digging and excavation, and I’ve found a few things very interesting. First of all, I remember that, ‘Jesus said “by this all men shall know that you are my disciples, that you all dress and wear your hair the same way”’ is a misquote. He actually said, ‘by this all men shall know that you are my disciples, if you have love one to another.’ He didn’t even bring up the scriptures or doctrine. Though there is another place in the Bible where Jesus talks about his own relation to the scriptures, that is in John 5:39-40, he is speaking to the Jews of his day and saying ‘search the scriptures, for in them you think you have eternal life, but they testify of me and you will not come to me, that you might have life.’ That day, amidst the cogitative turmoil, I didn’t turn to the scriptures of the Bible, but I did turn to Jesus, which is the crux of the whole thing anyway. Jesus said, ‘I am the WAY, the TRUTH, and the LIFE’ and so everything we need can be found in him.

I have also been searching through the Bible for scriptures that specifically mention any laws or rules regarding people’s hair. I have found nothing other than the one place in the letter, 1^st Corinthians. God never gave short-hair-for-men and long-hair-for-women as commandments that his people must follow, at least, not that I was able to find anywhere, so, as always, you should look for yourself. The Bible did make it clear however that it was a traditional custom among the Jews for people to wear their hair this way and also for men to grow beards unstyled and unshaven.  As such, the typical picture people have in their minds for how Jesus looked during his ministry with shoulder-length hair and a somewhat-short finely-trimmed beard is, in all likelihood, highly inaccurate, although there were times he liked to challenge the traditions of the Jewish elders and told them that they ‘leave the weightier matters of the law: judgment, mercy, and faith, which were meant to be binding and not to be left undone.’ I believe that when God gave me my instruction, He didn’t omit anything truly important because that simply wouldn't make sense.

I do remember though, the scripture which says that ‘all scripture is inspired by God and is beneficial toward teaching, toward exposure, toward correction, and toward discipline in just-togetherness.’ I should probably point out that with the scriptures I use and ‘quote,’ I am reading from a very awesome computer program which you can download for free called the interlinear scripture analyzer, which shows the original Hebrew and Greek words (it even orders the Hebrew words from right to left, which is so disorienting and fun), the best translation for every individual word as well as the concordant literal version, so it’s useful if you want to better understand what exactly they were actually writing about in these verses like this last one I used: 2^nd Timothy 3:16. I know there must be a reason Paul wrote that scripture in 1^st Corinthians 11, so I looked more deeply into that and found some intriguing stuff. One of the first things I noticed is the fact that Paul himself did not refer to these things as commandments or laws, but as traditions... ugh, I hate traditions, though that is only the logical consequence of loving to try different things for myself and finding things that work yet often don’t fit with traditions, and so these things I love will often seem weird, unusual, strange, non-standard, unorthodox, and unconventional, but, as I said, I love them and I truly believe that this is a God-given love. The next thing I noticed was a simple phrase in a verse I don’t believe I’ve ever heard any minister preach (if I have, then I just don’t remember), ‘Judge in yourselves.’ Much of what leads up to this in the 13^th verse is a lot of symbolic and cultural (maybe?) explanation. But ‘judge in yourselves’ sounds like we should be able to decide for ourselves what we think about all this stuff; that, and what the next verse says, ‘Doesn’t nature itself even teach you that it is a shame for a man to have long hair?’ can only provoke the n-o word from me. Nature teaches me no such thing, about guys with long hair or women with short hair. In myself I can only judge… that there must be more to this scripture that I’m just not getting, so I kept studying. Soon though, I found the crux of this whole chapter. Paul said it, ‘In giving you this charge, I applaud you not, for you are coming together not for the better edification of one another but for discomfiture.’ I do not know everything about what was going on in the Corinthian church, but the letter of 1^st Corinthians was basically written to address a lot of these problems, and that’s the point of this scripture; it was written for a specific purpose in Paul’s ministry, which is probably why I don’t understand some of the things he said. Inversely, if Paul were alive today and could see my church and our culture, traditions, etc. I’d bet good money he would have plenty to say about it but also that it would be different things he’d say. The point, if I haven’t been clear already (entirely possible) is that the church should be coming together to edify the Body of Christ, in the breaking of spiritual bread and the mingling of spiritual wine. What we look, or even sound, like is not the issue and should not be stressed. Personally I have undergone far too much literal stress just for the length of my scalp’s hair follicles, which is far more patently absurd than I can describe. The important things are how we treat one another and what spirit we worship-live in.

One final thought (shouldn’t be as long-winded as the others) is about Jesus himself, who and what he really is. Jesus is the son of God, the perfect example, the spotless lamb sacrificed for the world’s sin, the quintessential/living word of God, and my personal savior. There is nothing above him except the almighty God, our heavenly Father. Jesus described himself as many things though I still think the most profound of which is ‘the way, the truth, and the life,’ something I’m still learning little by little and day by day. I know I can search the scriptures inside and out, memorize them backwards, and learn every single word from every possible translation, but if I don’t find Jesus, I’ve found nothing, and certainly not the way, the truth, or the life. Many claim that the Bible is true in all matters God-related and in that it is the final authority, but the Bible, though a tool greatly used of God, whose inspired messages are on its pages, is still just a book, as good and as true as whatever you can get out of it. I’d hope that whenever someone reads the Bible, they get Jesus out of it, but I know that that is not always the case unfortunately. Consider what happened on the mount of transfiguration (Matthew 17:1-8). Jesus took his disciples there where they were shown a miracle. On the mountain, Jesus was made to shine like the sun and there appeared with him both Moses and Elijah, who I can only imagine embodied everything the Jews thought they knew about God from their scriptures and related traditions. When the enthusiastic disciples thought to build a place of worship there for Jesus, Moses, and Elijah, a bright cloud appeared overhead and a clear voice spoke out of it, ‘This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased; hear ye him.’ After apparently provoking God almighty to have to speak to them directly, they were scared witless and fell on their faces. Jesus comforted them and told them they needn’t be afraid, and when they lifted up their eyes (obvious symbolism here) they saw Jesus, and only Jesus, standing before them. The moral of the story is, quite simply, we need to follow Jesus, his words, his example, and his spirit.

I could go on a bit more but I think I’d rather encourage you to look at and study these scriptures for yourself, and meditate on following Jesus. God bless!

Born This Way

          I've been thinking for a little while now about the phrase “I was born this way.” Of course, I’ve often thought of this saying as a cop-out for those people looking for an excuse for their weakness or for their worldly behavior. However, I’ve recently realized that this is not an excuse for anyone, because it’s quite true and factual. As a Christian, I’ll often hear in church about the whole “born-again” thing, but recently I have actually given it some of the full thought and attention it deserves – I thank my dad for taking me out into the woods for a hike where I could clear my head.

          I know what it was like to be born in the world, which is full of sin and darkness. I inherited a fallen nature through my natural lineage that goes all the way back to Adam and Eve. I could not be blamed for any amoral/ungodly behavior I partook in since that potential was in me before I was even born, any more than I could be blamed for having a fever if I were to become ill; one is a direct and even common result of the other. Though I could take responsibility for my behavior and refine it, I could never be perfect in that fallen condition. I also know, more and more all the time, what it means to be born again in Christ, a new man with a new nature, born of that incorruptible seed. But forgetting this as often as I do, sadly, I forego the literally life-changing power that can be working in me through the Holy Spirit. The apostle Paul wrote, “I die daily,” because he was aware of the old life which must be done away with and the new life, born of the Spirit, growing and developing on a daily basis, taking the place of the old man. What Paul said also demonstrates the fact that this is something a true Christian needs, on a daily basis, to be mindful of.

          I don’t know that I’ve ever said out loud that I don’t agree with or even have contempt for anyone who says, “I was born this way,” but I know that it was in my thoughts and behavior. For those who’ve learned a short temper from their parents, seem to have a predisposition towards addiction, have a difficult time in social situations, etc. I must apologize; I never meant to allow my ill-conceived thoughts and beliefs to put up this wall in my heart between us. Many of you have said to me, “I was born this way,” and have consequently been dismissed, ignored, and neglected. That did not come from the love of God. But He is still working with me, correcting me when I am wrong, and showing Himself to be strong. And some day, when someone inevitably notices the godly change in my behavior, in my nature, and even in my thoughts and emotions, and asks me, “How can you be so _____?” in honor of you my reply will be, “I was RE-born this way!”

This has been something that’s been turning over and over in my thoughts for about a week now, so I thought I’d share it here. I hope God can use it to bless you. Thanks for reading.

Testimony - Look Up and Rejoice

            I don’t think I have yet to write about an actual personal testimony on my blog. I am going to remedy that right now; something happened to me recently that I’m going to share. Most things I write about on my blog are my thoughts, opinions, etc. but not my personal real-life experiences so... I’m not quite sure how this’ll go, but hopefully it’ll go well enough that you can get something good out of it for yourself.

            During the past few weeks, since thanksgiving, I have been resisting the temptation to go back to one of my old bad habits. I won’t tell you what it is because it’s very personal, but I will tell you that it’s something I have been doing quite habitually for a very long time. On thanksgiving (or maybe the day before) I simply decided to stop doing it. For a day or two it was easy of course, but old habits die hard (Die Hard and Christmas time... interesting... but never mind); after a little while I was tempted quite strongly to go back to it, but day after day I would just say “no” to those old thoughts and feelings and cravings, because I really do have my reasons (good reasons; I’m not just doing this because I think it will make me thinner or give me more time to play computer games).

            On Tuesday, a couple of weeks ago, late at night after my dad had gone to bed, I was tempted again, but this time so insidiously I actually thought that I might go back to that old habit that I really wished I could be rid of for good. My carnal mind was trying to convince and persuade me that it would be alright, that there would be no harm and no foul, and it was doing a really good job of it. But remembering the reasons why I had wanted to let this thing go in the first place (Let It Go... with the arrival of winter, that’s funny... but anyway) I reached out to God for assistance and boy did He deliver (Deliver Us... Prince of Egypt, great movie but... never mind! What is it with my brain and movies right now?). At first, I was just feeling desperate and in great need, begging God to free me from this evil spirit of temptation, though after a moment or two I realized that that is exactly what I should be doing anyway; silly as it might sound (I also know no one can argue against it) it is entirely too easy to fixate on the wrong things in your life that you can forget the good things you have and that can give you strength when you just let them. In that moment I realized God had shown me my way of escape; when the enemy thinks it has you surrounded, just look up. That song (Look Up and Rejoice) actually came to me in that instant and I started singing it quietly to myself, and I didn’t even get through half the lines in the chorus before I realized that the rather heavy spirit of temptation which, just a moment ago, I had thought would claim the victory over me was banished! I had not even noticed its departure; I could only view the temptation-shaped hole in the metaphorical door of my mind (it must have left in a hurry). And just in case you don’t know the song (it’s a good one) this is how it goes:

(the words in parentheses are my thoughts, not actually part of the song)

Look up and rejoice, a new day has begun

(fairly self explanatory)

Look all around you; see what the Lord has done

(He delivered me from an enemy I thought had me surrounded)

He has turned your darkness into his marvelous light

(again, self explanatory)

With the dawning of a new day and a future so bright

(I find that new day part very amusing because it happened at night right before I went to bed)

            Since then, every time my old carnal self tries to rear its ugly head, I just use that as a reminder to pray and rejoice and just make sure my faith is secure in the Lord. It’s remarkably simple but very powerful; just last night, I had a dream conjured up by that old mind, but the new man in me, the one who seeks after the things of God, hated it while it lasted but used it for motivation in the morning to devote this day to God, and so far today has been a very good one. To sum up, I have seen how easy it is to draw upon the Lord’s strength in my moments of weakness, and even turn that dastardly devil’s own devious devices against him.

             That’s my testimony. Well... for the past few weeks, but the grace God gave me at the start is still good today and it is my hope that now you’ve got a hold of some of it as well. Until next time, God bless y’all! And Merry Christmas!

Forgiveness and Resetting the Board

       Last week, Thursday, God opened my eyes to something I had never seen before. It's about the fact that the Earth's magnetism periodically switches polarity; the magnetic north pole becomes the magnetic south pole and vise versa, so north becomes south and east becomes west as the magnetic field goes through this strange flip or reversal. Stranger still, God showed me how this relates to forgiveness.

       You can read for yourself in the Bible in Psalm 103:12, "As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us." I don't know what David was specifically thinking when he wrote this; most people would interpret it as God forgiving and cleansing our sin so completely that we'll never see it again, just as you can head east for as far as you want and you'll never be headed west, which doesn't work for north and south directions of course. The phrase forgive and forget is also used a lot by people who would like others to not use people's past (forgiven) mistakes against them so they never have to even hear or think about them again. But such thoughts are false and shallow interpretations of the power God has shown us in His forgiveness. For one thing, there's no way anyone is forgetting king David's greatest sin, his adultery with Bathsheba; that story has in fact become an integral part of any Christian's heritage. as for the "east and west" thing, science itself can show you that east becomes west and west becomes east because God periodically flips the compass, just on a physical level.

       Spiritually you can see God do this with David. Just in case you aren't familiar with the story of king David's greatest sin, it's very simple: one night, king David sees Bathsheba bathing on her home rooftop, seduces and sleeps with her, gets her pregnant, and then has her husband Uriah (yes, she was married already) killed so he can marry her and make the pregnancy look legitimate. Basically, the only reasons Bathsheba is in the picture to begin with is because of lust, lying, adultery, and murder. However, God forgives David (very generous) and Bathsheba in fact becomes the mother of the next (God-ordained) king of Israel, Solomon, the wisest man who ever lived and who led Israel into its golden age. Bathsheba also becomes the great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother (that's 25 greats) of Jesus Christ, although if you look in the first chapter of Matthew, it does not name her in the lineage but rather it refers to her as the wife of Uriah (apparently it was difficult even for the writers of the Bible to understand why God let this happen). Lust, lying, adultery, and murder were the only reasons Bathsheba was in the picture to begin with, but she becomes such an important part of history; you could in fact make the argument that were it not for lust, lying, adultery, and murder, the king Solomon would never have been born, and (by long extension) you could make the argument that were it not for lust, lying, adultery, and murder, the Lord Jesus would not have been born. Of course I am not advocating these horrible sins; please don't do these things ever, they've always been awful and always will be. But that right there demonstrates how profound the power of God and His forgiveness really is. For king David, a man after God's own heart, God changed the game, reset the board, and flipped the compass; what was totally unacceptable, God accepted, and what was so horrendous and wicked and awful, God made it into one of the greatest, most uplifting stories history can tell.

       Now think about how this might apply to yourself and to the people in your life. God can transform your deepest sin into highest praise. He can turn your weakness into strength. He can take your longest, hardest, darkest personal struggle and turn it into your favorite testimony which you won't let anyone forget. God can take that moment in which you fell short of the grace and the glory of God and use it to show everyone just how glorious He is. It of course makes no sense to the natural mind, but such is the power of God and the power of forgiveness. So the next time you see someone (this includes yourself) struggling with the darkness or making some sort of horrific mistake, forgive them as soon as you can, and you can access the transforming power of God to completely turn things around. Perhaps a good way to look at this is that God, as moral as He is, does not see things in terms of right and wrong; He looks at it in terms of life and death, and then He does the thing that promotes life. Really that's what forgiveness is all about: conquering death and giving life.

       I hope you found this helpful. I just love when I can spend an afternoon meditating on something given to me directly from God. And I'm not kidding about that by the way; I didn't even try to put all this together, God gave it to me. But anyway, that's all I have for now. Until next time, God bless!

Jesus Doesn't Want Your Shoes

          At the moment, I just have a brief thought that's been circling through the rat-maze of my brain for a few days now and that thought is all about how to treat people. I hope it's enough to satisfy you for another indeterminably long while.

          When I consider how I should behave myself in regards to other homo sapiens, the phrase "what would Jesus do?" comes to mind. But I gotta tell ya, something's never sat right with me about that idea, and since I've been thinking about it recently, I now know what it is that's wrong: me. Before I go any further do not think that this is some sort of pity party on my blog; when I say that I'm what's wrong, I mean that I really have no idea what Jesus would do were he in my shoes. I'm a flawed human being prone to making mistakes as much as any sinner and I have a long ways to go yet before God's finished perfecting me. As such, it is an awfully big (not to mention self-righteous) assumption to think I know what Jesus would do in my place.

          God instead gave me the scripture found in Matthew 25:45 which says, "Then shall he answer them, saying, Verily I say unto you, in as much as you did it not to one of the least of these, you did it not to me." In this passage, if you read it in context (which you always should) Jesus is talking about treating people right. But there's something in the message here that never really hit me until now, Jesus wasn't telling us to try to think or act like he does; he was telling us not to put him in our place but to put him in our neighbor's place.

          So instead of thinking to yourself "what would Jesus do?" think "what would I do for Jesus?" The Bible is riddled with messages of love, specifically giving love, and if you think about it, Jesus may represent a lot of things to all the different kinds of people that there are, but to those who have a real relationship with him, among whatever else there may be Jesus represents love. So the next time you see someone struggling with something, put Jesus in their place (Jesus did come to earth and live as a human being so he is fully acquainted with the kinds of struggle we people go through) and think about how you would treat him. I would hope that you would not let your pride, prejudice, fear, anger, etc. get in the way of letting Jesus know how much you love him. When you see someone struggling with say... a heavy emotional burden, imagine that they're Jesus; would you say to Jesus "get over it" or "it doesn't matter how you feel, you need to get moving anyway?" I wouldn't. Why? Because I love Jesus and I would never treat someone I truly loved in such a manner. Now imagine that someone is crying, or shouting, or getting frustrated and impatient, or feeling lonely, or about to do something that you know they're going to regret, and ask yourself, "what would I do for Jesus?"

          One last thing: in the first part of this post, I mentioned that I am imperfect, flawed, and prone to mistakes. That's all true of course, and not just for me but for a lot of people. But I recall that the Bible has something to say on that as well, "Fear is not in love, but perfect love casts out fear, because fear has torment. He that fears is not perfected in love." (1John 4:18). The whole verse is great of course but it's those last three words that stand out to me: perfected in love. I may be flawed but I don't need to be so forever, and the road to perfection requires living in the love that Jesus taught us about.

          Well, that's all of it but I hope you found it edifying. I have to go now because Sunday morning church service is about to start and I have to finish getting ready. Have a blessed day!

The Wall and the Road

I stood atop a wall of my own making

I thought its height was breathtaking

But I knew that it enclosed me

And I often felt quite lonely

So I made a gate for those who may

Wish to enter and brighten my day

I kept it shut in times of war

And opened up when peace was at the door

One day a stranger came and called up to me

I looked down from above in my fortress to see

A man whose kind heart was full of sincerity

As he spoke to me my mind gained in clarity

He spoke of a land full of riches and harmony

And the way he would show at great cost to me

All that I had and that I’d gained

Must be given to him ‘till nothing remained

I knew it would be a great sacrifice

And questioned how I could pay such a price

Not all at once, he told me with compassion

One brick or stone at a time from your mighty mansion

I loosened a brick I had acquired with care

From the lust and pride which held it on the wall there

I took it to my new friend and offered it to him

He had me place it at his feet almost as if on a whim

I continued on for I knew he spoke the truth

Not about some fairy tale like the fountain of youth

His words made my heart ache and my soul sing

He appeared meek and lowly but I thought he must be a king

I took another stone and remembered why I placed it there

Every experience, every idea, every desire, and every care

And placed it at his feet again as he led me farther out

He showed me a wondrous sight just as I began to doubt

The world beyond my wall was more lovely than I knew

And as my friend kept speaking my anticipation grew

But I had to stop when I saw the look in my new friend’s face

He told me that all these stones must be securely held in place

He offered me a simple mortar of humility and trust

And said that just a little was far better than pride and lust

So I applied the mortar to the stones on the ground

Soon they were stable-set and I was paradise-bound

Day by day it went on in this manner

But the king’s smiling face was above me a banner

I held to his course brick by brick and stone by stone

Gratefully trusting that I’d never be alone

Eventually I saw atop a far hill

A kingdom of light and endless good will

And behind me a road from the old to the new

A confusing life and a winding journey in my view

I have since met others who’ve joined me on this way

Seen those who were lost find this road and stay

And though sometimes I may need a loving goad

I know I’m bound for heaven on this road

Everything which I had built up around me

Was of a darkness that can no longer surround me

And though my life is now laid down

I know that with a new one I’ll be crowned

Because the king spoke to me

Now I can see

And I’m free

Spiritual DNA

I have mentioned spiritual DNA earlier in my blog, but it was brief so I wish to reiterate and explain in more depth.

Natural DNA that all organisms’ cells contain is a blueprint for most every internal mechanism the cell needs to survive. Many people possess the misconception that DNA continually and forever dictates the function of the cell. That’s like saying a blueprint for a building exerts absolute control over the contractor who’s using it. This is obviously false. DNA can become rewritten or even damaged by certain environmental factors. The control center of the cell is really the cell membrane, which can be adjusted – if one only knows how – to allow or disallow certain things to enter or exit the cell, but I won’t be going into that – at least not now.

Spiritual DNA – if you’ve read other posts in my blog, you probably know how much I like symbolism – functions in the exact same way, though I myself do not refer to it as a blueprint but rather as a law. There are of course different kinds of laws, the law that is written inside the hearts of fallen, wicked men is the law of sin (death) and the law that is written in the hearts of those whom God has redeemed is the law of love and liberty (life).

This law of life is the Word of God people often hear referred to in church and in the Bible. Most people think that the Word of God is the Bible, but that’s the written word of God, not the living Word. The word found in the Bible comes alive when the Holy Spirit is allowed to flow through it and you, writing those words in your heart and not just on paper (2 Cor 3:3). Of course, don’t think that I wish to discredit the Bible to any extent; it is of course one of the most powerful tools God uses to inspire, teach, and convict people’s hearts, the single most powerful one in written form. That anyone would try to discredit or diminish it in any way would be a repugnant atrocity. Just keep in mind what Jesus himself said (in John 5:39) about the scriptures: “They are they which testify of me.”

Jesus was and is the quintessential word of God, the law of life incarnate, and it is by the same Spirit which kept him on his Holy path that we can receive that law into our hearts. “All scripture is given by inspiration of God” is what the Bible says (in 2 Tim 3:16). If one were to bother to look into the original translation, the phrase “inspiration of God” really means “God-spirited” which is a direct indicator as to what one needs to give or receive the living Word of God, written in one’s heart.

Well, that’s all I have to say on that subject, but I hope I’ve “inspired” you (or at least made you use your brain). Until next time, God bless!