Tuesday, September 22, 2015

"The Penalty of Sin"

World Religion is a list of do's and don'ts that are used by such individuals in order to be found approved of God. If you're Muslim, Catholic, Baptist, Buddhist, etc etc, you all have one thing in common, a law.

The list of do's and don't's varies according to the doctrine of you're denomination, or faith.

Non the less each and every individual who subjects himself or herself to a particular religion is obligated to fulfill the entire list. If it just happen's that you're human, there's not a day that goes by, that you are not guilty of breaking at the very least, one of the laws written, whether it be the the Bible, the Qur'an, or Tripitaka.

Therefore if you've broken one law you're guilty of sin. And the penalty of sin is death, whether you're a Christian, a Buddhist, or Muslim,

However, where there is no law, there is no transgression. Jesus said, " I did not come to destroy the law or the prophets, I came to fulfill it. And what was the fulfillment of the law ? He that sinneth must die.

The only thing the lord is truly guilty of, is tasting death on a cross, to make men free from the judgement of the law.

But never the less, there will be a judgement day, and who will be able to escape from the one that sit's upon the throne.

For the penalty of sin is death, unless of course someone took you're place and paid the ransom in full. And if the one that sit's upon the throne is the very same one , who by his own blood paid in full the penalty of death, when he hung upon the cross and tasted of death, that those who would believe in his name, may be justified, and sanctified by the sacrifice that God made, offering up his only begotten son, that through him we should be made the righteousness of God.

How shall anyone escape the judgement of God, if we neglect such a great of a salvation.

Friday, November 1, 2013

In The Midst of the Whirlwind

I would like to emphasize that this testimony is not fictional, but a true account of what occurred the night I was confronted by the one and only true God, and the father of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

It was the early 70's I was a young man . My life at this point in time was in total chaos. I was struggling to find a reason for my existence but no one seemed to have the answer and my life was getting from bad to worse. There was such a deep rooted hatred within me. An anger that would overtake to such a degree that nothing mattered to me.

I would often wake only to find windows shattered, miscellaneous objects in my family's home broken to pieces. The people whom I loved who occupied the home were gone because they feared me. I would have little or no recollection what so ever  had occurred during the night. My Mother would be the one to fill me in the day after and put all the pieces of the puzzle together for me. "Felix, you went crazy again last night " I would apologize to her and she would always forgive me. I really don't want to go into specific detail of everything that was happening to me during this dark period of my life. If I was to do so the only way of providing all that information was to write a book. Non-the-less it was all leading to the only alternative left, and that option was death.

On this particular day I just happened to stay at my cousins home for the night. As I was undressing getting ready for bed , I just happened to glance over at a night table next to my bed. On the table was a bible.  I reached over and picked it up and held it in my hand, and this is what I prayed "Lord if this is the truth show me or else I'm going to die. But please show me tonight otherwise I will perish.

I quickly fell into a deep sleep. After a space of time, of which I cannot determine, I remember I was having a dream and there was nothing really unusual about it, suddenly as though someone pressed the pause button on a D.V.D player the dream froze. I knew that I was dreaming at this point

 I opened my eyes and I found myself standing next to my bed, as I drew close to the person laying on my bed I could distinctly see all the features of my face, it was evident the person lying in the bed was me.

As I looked around the room there was no doubt it was the same one I had occupied that night. I was peaceful and not fearful in the least, I lifted my voice and screamed out his name "Jesus." Immediately I heard the sound of a breeze coming from the ceiling. It quickly became a strong wind and in its final stage a whirlwind. Suddenly I found myself in the midst of the whirlwind and the greatest love known unto mankind. As I was being taken up I recall praising and worshiping the God of all creation .

Suddenly the whirlwind stopped and started rotating in the opposite direction, I could feel myself descending and the power of the wind subsiding. "No Lord, don't take me back, I want to be with you forever," I cried. I felt my soul as it entered back into my body, Immediately my eyes were opened .

I rose from the bed and fell to my knees and prayed "Oh Lord, all this time I thought you were just a joke, that someone had made you up, I didn't know you were real". As I worshiped the room was filled with the presence of a holy being which words are unable to describe. In reverence I confessed my sins to God that night and asked for his forgiveness.

 The following morning I woke early and made my way to the home of some Christian people believing they would somehow be able to shed light in my encounter with the Lord. As I walked to their home it seemed as though the earth was new, even the very air I was breathing was different. I had never experienced such peace in my entire life

Upon arriving I tried explained to them what had occurred that night, they were skeptical and could not understand why God would perform such a miracle for someone as sinful as myself. I could see the doubt in their faces. One of the individuals asked me, "and what do you suppose happened to you last nite." I answered, "the lord gave me of his holy spirit." the words came from my mouth involuntarily, I was amazed at the answer (I had no knowledge of the holy spirit). After they tried to convinced that what had occured to me that nite was not as meaningful as I suspected  I walked back home and straight to the refrigerator where my favorite beverage was, I opened the can and stepped outside to the porch where I was reminiscing about the greatest adventure of my life.

 Then I observed a man walking in the direction of  the house, upon his arrival he started talking to me about his religion. As I listened to him there was suddenly an interruption, words starting pouring from my mouth uncontrollably speaking of one who died on a cross more then two thousand years ago giving testimony of Jesus Christ.

The man was astonished by the words that were being spoken and glorified God, I was also amazed by what was happening and fearful at the same time. I was quoting scripture from the bible, a book I had never read before in my life. Jesus Christ the same yesterday today and forever.    

Sunday, April 22, 2012

The Curtain of time.

Several years ago, I took my family on a vacation trip to Sonora Mexico. On the way to our destination, I couldn't help but notice the enormous amount of poverty in the country.

The huts of the poor were made of tin that didn't require a draft of an architect to erect, their children playing by the irrigation ditches, barefoot, their clothing torn, and ragged. The sole provider of the family on his way to work, walking alongside the road, with the hope his sweat, and the strength of his arms would provide for the bare necessities of the day.I was overtaken by emotions, And lifted my voice to God, Oh! Lord, why have you allowed these things to be? My grief was questioning the wisdom of the almighty God.

As I was driving down the road, suddenly their appeared to me a vision of a red velvet curtain, very similar to the ones used on a theatrical stage. The drapes were then slowly drawn, I felt compelled to look inside, as I leaned forward and placed my head inside the curtain, I shifted my focus to my far left and witnessed what appeared to be the beginning of time, as my head slowly turned from left to right, I could see a diverse amount of world events taking placed in perfect sequence, very similar to a jigsaw puzzle being pieced together to form an image.When my eyes were fully focused to the far right, I witnessed the end, or rather the beginning. The puzzle that once held doubt was complete, pieced together to form a clear image, every event of life had its place, whether it was good, or bad.

When I pulled my head out away from curtain, the drapes began to close. When they were fully shut, the vision ended, and I lost memory of the events I had just witnessed. The only Memory that remains to this day, is the fact that our God is perfect in all his ways.

A few months later, at around three o' clock in the morning, there was knock on my front door to advise me of the death of my older brother. The first thought to enter my mind, was that another piece of the puzzle had found its place. Although I loved my brother dearly, I refrained from ever asking the Lord why.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

False Prophets

Counterfeiting is the crime of duplicating the original. In order for the counterfeit to be successful it must a replica of the original in every aspect. Example, In order to pass a fake hundred dollar bill, it must look, and feel like the original. "Many shall come in MY NAME and say I AM the CHRIST and shall deceive many, if it were possible even the very elect."
Is there a full proof method of detecting a false prophet? There most certainly is, CHRIST the Shepard , John.10:4 "And when he putteth forth his own sheep, he goeth before them, and the sheep follow him: for they know his voice. And a stranger will they not follow." For as many as are led by the spirit of God they are the son's of God.

If we are his sheep, is there a reason to be concerned ? Is it possible for the lord to abandon his flock? (John 6: 39)Jesus said," And this is the Father’s will which hath sent me, that of all which he hath given me I should lose nothing, but should raise it up again at the last day."

Godliness presents it self in a variety of different forms, what appears good to men is often accepted as truth. What is it that every religion in the world has in-common? The law,(Rom 2:14)" For when the Gentiles, which have not the law, do by nature the things contained in the law, these, having not the law, are a law unto themselves:" Therefore every religion strives to do the things that are of the law, although they are not fully aware of it.

Some abstain from such things as coffee, cigarettes, alcohol. while others fill the necessity to observe certain calender days. There are some who will not feast, (dance, movies, casinos e.t.c.) who fill it is a sin to participate in such things.

But the bible states,(Col:2:20-2:23)" Let no man therefore judge you in meat, or in drink, or in respect of an holyday, or of the new moon, or of the sabbath days, Wherefore if ye be dead with Christ from the rudiments of the world, why, as though living in the world, are ye subject to ordinancesTouch not; taste not; handle not; Which all are to perish with the using;) after the commandments and doctrines of men? . Which things have indeed a shew of wisdom in will worship, and humility, and neglecting of the body; not in any honour to the satisfying of the flesh."

Religion, the best of the best when it comes to counterfeit.(Cor 2:11-2:15) :For such are false apostles, deceitful workers, transforming themselves into the apostles of Christ. And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light. Therefore it is no great thing if his ministers also be transformed as the ministers of righteousness; whose end shall be according to their works.

" Jesus said, " I am the way, the truth, and the life and no man shall come unto the father but by me."

Friday, January 20, 2012

The Time Piece

The Time Piece
A story is told of A fine crafts man who built A time piece, and fashioned it like no other. For hours he labored to produce the one of a kind. After being satisfied with his new creation, he thought it fit to give to his closest friend who would surely be pleased by the gift. The friend was left speechless and unable to find words to express his gratitude. The beauty of the time piece was breath taking. Its accuracy was beyond belief.

As time went by the friend's curiosity grew strong. He became determined to find the mystery of the creation of the time piece. After days of thought he came to the conclusion that he must disassemble it, if he is to ever know its secret. After taking it apart and examining it, he found himself unable to put it back together. He did all that was possible with no positive results.

After much deliberation he came to the conclusion that if the time piece was ever to be restored, he would have to endure the shame of his error, and return the time piece to the only one capable of restoring it. He explained to the crafts man how his curiosity had over took him, and asked for his forgiveness. The craftsman quickly accepted his apology, and asked, "my friend, where is the time piece ? " With shame he handed him the remnants. After a short space of time, the crafts man returned, and in his hand was the time piece, the gift fully restored.

The God of the universe is the craftsman the creator of all things.
The friend represents religion
The Time Piece, the life of men without his maker.
The free gift, Jesus Christ

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

"The Immigrant"

The Immigrant

"Oh America you have adorned yourself in beauty and the smell of your perfume attracts all nations unto you.

My father chose you America, even as a man would his bride, he praised you with his lips, and he loved you with his heart.

My father spoke of your sweet words, you promised him equality. I see no brown ,or white, nor black, you boasted of your justice that it would be for all.

faithful are your words America, for I was born within your gates, planted in your soil as a seed was I. You nurtured me, you taught me in your ways.

I took arms for thee America that your beauty may remain, why do my brothers turn their face from me, as though they do not know me? Do I embarrass them?

I hear my brothers whisper, and their actions towards me recommend, "go home from where you came they say, return unto your mother land," but America you are my mother, I know no other.

As for me America, I will always love you faithfully, I will not trade you for another, I will be vigilant for thee, that your beauty may remain for all eternity."