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Sunday, 08 November 2009

  • The Book of Isaiah Chapter 1 V.14 pt.1

    Isa 1:14 Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear [them].

    We already have a bit of info on the new moons. We also know that the appointed feasts are a scheduled requirement. But what caught my attention is “my soul hateth.” First of all, I didn’t know God has a soul. When I think of a soul, I think of it in the connotation of man. It is the seat of his emotions, and the part of man that is most easily led astray.

    When we react versus respond, we are reacting from an emotional place. When this occurs, and we fail to exercise restraint or self-control, it can be our undoing, because we don’t actively think before we act, we simply re-act.

    Self-Control (Without):
    "powerless" (a, negative, kratos, "strength"), is rendered "without self-control," in 2Ti 3:3, RV; see INCONTINENT.

    Since the syllable “re” means to go or turn back, then a reaction is a backwards action, or an action that takes you backwards from where you are. There are certain peoples and cultures that have more of a tendency toward over emotional reactions to everything. Some of them think that the law has no bearing in accordance to whatever they are upset about at a given moment.

    I can think of an example of a specific group here in Florida that causes havoc here every time something happens in their country of origin that they don’t like. We’ve had incidents of protests wherein they have blocked major roadways and arteries to prevent the rest of the community from going to work, just so they can vent their frustration. This sort of behavior does not endear them to the rest of the population here.

    Pro 16:32  [He that is] slow to anger [is] better than the mighty; and he that ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city.

    The point is that it is better to respond than to react, because when you react, you render yourself incontinent.

    Incontinency, Incontinent:
    denotes "want of power" (a, negative, kratos, "power"); hence, "want of self-control, incontinency," 1Cr 7:5; in Mat 23:25, "excess."
    denotes "powerless, impotent;" in a moral sense, unrestrained, "without self-control," 2Ti 3:3, RV (AV, "incontinent").

    2Ti 3:1 This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come.
    2Ti 3:2 For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy,
    2Ti 3:3 Without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good,
    2Ti 3:4 Traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God;
    2Ti 3:5 Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof: from such turn away.
    2Ti 3:6 For of this sort are they which creep into houses, and lead captive silly women laden with sins, led away with divers lusts,
    2Ti 3:7 Ever learning, and never able to come to the knowledge of the truth.

    1Cr 7:5 Defraud ye not one the other, except [it be] with consent for a time, that ye may give yourselves to fasting and prayer; and come together again, that Satan tempt you not for your incontinency.

    Mat 23:25 Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye make clean the outside of the cup and of the platter, but within they are full of extortion and excess.
    Mat 23:26 [Thou] blind Pharisee, cleanse first that [which is] within the cup and platter, that the outside of them may be clean also    .

Saturday, 31 October 2009

  • The Book of Isaiah Chapter 1 V.13

    The last entry on this series can be found here.

    Isa 1:13 Bring no more vain oblations; incense is an abomination unto me; the new moons and sabbaths, the calling of assemblies, I cannot away with; [it is] iniquity, even the solemn meeting.

    Vain - vanity, falsehood, emptiness, nothingness, vanity, emptiness of speech, lying, worthlessness (of conduct)

    Oblations - gift, tribute, offering (to God), present, oblation, sacrifice, meat offering, grain offering.

    Incense - incense, smoke, odor (sweet smoke) of (burning) sacrifice, perfume

    Is an abomination - a disgusting thing, abomination, abominable, in ritual sense (of unclean food, idols, mixed marriages), in ethical sense (of wickedness etc)

    New moon - the new moon, month, monthly, the first day of the month, the lunar month

    Sabbaths - Sabbath
    a) sabbath
    b) day of atonement
    c) sabbath year
    d) week
    e) produce (in sabbath year)

    The calling - 1) to call, call out, recite, read, cry out, proclaim
    a) (Qal)
    1) to call, cry, utter a loud sound
    2) to call unto, cry (for help), call (with name of God)
    3) to proclaim
    4) to read aloud, read (to oneself), read
    5) to summon, invite, call for, call and commission, appoint, call and endow
    6) to call, name, give name to, call by
    b) (Niphal)
    1) to call oneself
    2) to be called, be proclaimed, be read aloud, be summoned, be named
    c) (Pual) to be called, be named, be called out, be chosen

    Of Assemblies - convocation, convoking, reading, a calling together
    a) convocation, sacred assembly
    b) convoking
    c) reading

    I cannot away with - to prevail, overcome, endure, have power, be able
    a) (Qal)
    1) to be able, be able to gain or accomplish, be able to endure, be able to reach
    2) to prevail, prevail over or against, overcome, be victor
    3) to have ability, have strength

    Even the solemn meeting - assembly, solemn assembly
    a) assembly (sacred or festive meeting)
    b) assemblage, company, group

    In other words, stop bringing me worthlessness offerings/gifts; your sacrifice is a disgusting thing to me; the monthly days of atonement, the proclamations and reading, I cannot endure; I cannot bear your evil assemblies.

    Here, we already know a little about these New Moon festivals. It’s some monthly thing that the Jews were doing, allegedly as a form of worship to God. Maybe they were doing it out of obligation, or maybe it just became like a party thing to them, and they were leaving God out of the equation. Their intent and purpose may have been more about the celebration, than about the One being celebrated. However, I wanted a bit more info.

    Month:
    Among the Egyptians the month of thirty days each was in use long before the time of the Exodus, and formed the basis of their calculations. From the time of the institution of the Mosaic law the month among the Jews was lunar. The cycle of religious feasts depended on the moon. The commencement of a month was determined by the observation of the new moon. The number of months in the year was usually twelve (1Ki 4:7; 1Ch 27:1-15); but every third year an additional month (ve-Adar) was inserted, so as to make the months coincide with the seasons.
    "The Hebrews and Phoenicians had no word for month save 'moon,' and only saved their calendar from becoming vague like that of the Moslems by the interpolation of an additional month. There is no evidence at all that they ever used a true solar year such as the Egyptians possessed. The latter had twelve months of thirty days and five epagomenac or odd days.", Palestine Quarterly, January 1889.

Wednesday, 28 October 2009

  • Just a brief update...

    Hello All,

    First, I want to thank my loyal readers and subscribers who have stuck it out with me for so long. I so appreciate your participation in my studies here, and my efforts to get closer to God.

    Secondly, I apologize for the lack of a post for this week, but in case you missed the note on my pulse; I want to let you all know that I have a second blog. So if you don't see a new post here on any given week, check here. I'm in the process of learning how to set up the essentials I need to make a website with blog. I want to have a feed running from both this blog and the one above right into one site. That is my goal. I will still have both blogs up, and still be writing in both, but this way, everything I write will be in one place, and at the same time, I won't lose anyone who has grown accustomed to finding me here or there at the other blog site.

    It's taking me a while to do all of this, but you can read why here. Btw, you may want to bookmark my other site or subscribe to the feed. Much love. Peace and blessings.

Saturday, 17 October 2009

  • Thought For The Week 26

    Last week, I started in this new position with the Census Bureau. I had to make arrangements for my son after school, because of working in the third shift and being unable to pick him up.

    As part of those arrangements, I went to get him another cell phone because the last one, from Net10 had died. My son has been through more phones than me, so I’m not looking to spend any major money on him.

    The first phone was also Net10, and he walked into the ocean with the phone in his swim trunks pocket. I bought him another one after fussing. That one ended up dying after being dropped one too many times and carelessness involving some moisture getting into it.

    The last guy I was seeing decided to give him a used phone he had at home, so then I put my son on my MetroPCS plan. However, after a while, that phone stopped receiving calls, and I couldn’t reach him, which was no good.

    I decided that I didn’t want the expense of putting him on the monthly plan, when his minutes should be limited due to him having the phone for emergencies; direct contact with me. So this time, I gave him my former Net10 phone, which was still good, and added 150 minutes to it.

    Right as I had paid for the minutes and we attempted to use that phone, it failed to work. Now mind you, I had had that phone for more than two years, and had not used it in more than 1 year.

    I contacted the company, which sent us another simm card for the phone. I called them back to activate the phone with the new simm card, but it still didn’t work after several different attempts.

    I had to buy a new phone and then the company said they’d transfer the 150 minutes that I had purchased to the new phone. I went to 6 different stores, including two Walmarts, 2 Family Dollar stores, 1 Dollar General and finally to a Big Lots on the recommendation of the cashier at Dollar General.

    As it turns out, the manager, who went searching the back of the store to see if they had any Net10 phones, brought out a phone that we didn’t notice said “refurbished.” It was $10 less than the regular cost of $30, so I was thrilled about that, because I was still supposed to get the 300 minutes included.

    Once in the car, I realized it was a refurbished phone, and discovered that it was, in fact, a much higher quality phone than the one we typically bought from Net10. I didn’t care about it being refurbished, as long as it worked.

    We got home and I activated it by phone, but nothing happened. I ended up calling the company a day later, and got this really nice Latin guy on the phone. He told me that I’d be upset with him because we had to put a bunch of codes into the phone. I was fine with it, so we started.

    After the first code, I thought the phone indicated 300 for the minutes after it said “code accepted.” I told the tech that it indicated 300, and this must be the minutes, but he said no; and that we had to continue to put codes in, so we continued with each accepted code indicating an addition, (or so I thought) of 300 minutes.

    After all the 12 digit codes; and he thought I was so patient and gracious; he said, “Ok, so your minutes are there, right?” And I said, “Ye-eees.” Then he said, “Ok, and is everything alright? You are happy with these minutes? Are these enough for you?” And I said, “Ya!” Then he said, “You don’t sound like you are happy. Is everything alright?” And I said, “Oh yes! I’m just fine! I‘m quite happy, don’t worry! ”

    Why was I reacting like that? I’m looking at the screen, and I think I’m seeing things. I was supposed to get 300 minutes for the activation. My screen, however, was telling me that I had 2100 minutes. So naturally, I was a bit flabbergasted.

    Now, you might not believe this, but then I did something really crazy and bold. I said to the tech, “Ok, remember the 150 minutes from the previous phone? It was supposed to be transferred to this phone?” He says, “Oh yeah. You have 157 minutes from that phone. Let me transfer those for you.” :-O! Now mind you, he can see the amount of minutes too!

    The next thing I know, I have 2257 minutes on my son’s new phone, and the tech even extended the end date by another month so we have four months to either use it, or add minutes to keep all those minutes and roll them over. Of course you know I’ll just add a few minutes and roll them over.

    So technically, this is how much God gave me in phone minutes:

    300 min = $30.00
        X         7
    __________________
    2100 min = $210.00
    + 157 min=  $15.00
    ___________________
    Total min = $225.00

    But can you believe this? I paid $20 and got $225 worth of minutes! Thing is, I had just made up my mind prior to this call with the tech, that I wanted to test the Lord on one of his promises. So I had calculated, based on the new income from this job, how much I would be giving if I added just 1% to the 10% I was lining up this new income to give, along with the other income I have coming in at the beginning of the month. I told the Lord that I wanted to test Him and see how much of a difference just 1% more would make.

    It seems that just having a sincere heart towards giving more is enough to motivate God to move on our behalf.

    Since writing this, the new job ended, as they are all intermittent jobs that stop when the work is completed. However, my boss said they were keeping my badge separate from everyone else’s and my name is at the top of the list to call back for the next segment in about 1 month from now.

    So it’s all good. I have favor with them, so whenever its time again, I’ll be working for them. Meanwhile, God is moving again in other areas, opening other doors for me and I’m just chillin’ and letting Him do His thing on my behalf.


Sunday, 11 October 2009

  • Thought For The Week 25

    I got rehired by the Census Bureau. It is a short term temp job, but for those who weren’t here or don’t remember, I was working for them at the beginning of the year. I got hired because I tested in the top percentile, so I was on the first group listing that got called.

    I was so happy about it, and I liked the flexibility and freedom of the job, as it was a field position. However, my car died on the first day of training, and when I say it died, I mean it was completely dead - unmovable. Like I said, this was back in about Feb. of this year, before God blessed me with the current set of wheels.

    I managed to hook up a ride to all the training, and because the job description and educational materials said it could be done via public transportation, I did just that.

    I got terminated three weeks later because my crew leader attempted to cover her patootie by telling the field supervisor that the reason for the number of hours I had was because I didn’t have a car. In other words, instead of telling him that she never assisted me when I asked for help with the boundary issues that arose due to a newly renovated landscape, she claimed it my hours accrued were more because I had no car.

    Meanwhile, I had a street missing a street sign, which I couldn’t identify as part of my boundary, and another street entirely gone, which was supposed to be the other boundary. It had been replaced by 3 new buildings as the entire area was growing and expanding.

    Her job was to assist me, which included coming down to the area as necessary to assist me in determining my boundary area for canvassing if there was a problem. She never did this because she herself didn’t have a car.

    So she ratted me out to save herself. The supervisor canned me with little explanation, and I filed an EEO complaint. This resulted in a reversal of the termination action, my name being put back on their hiring list, and my subsequent rehire now.

    So this week, I was helping them out by coming in on the morning shift to fill in for the receptionist. My job is actually supposed to be a 3-11:30 shift, and I had told them that I needed this first week to make arrangements for my son.

    While sitting at the receptionist desk, a thought occurred to me. What happened to the crew leader and supervisor I filed the EEO against. Even the guy hired for the receptionist asked me that during training. I told him I didn’t know, but it wasn’t relevant to me whether they were still there or not.

    So while sitting there at the desk, I just had this thought that the supervisor was still there and that I was going to encounter him while in this position. I had never seen him, nor met him prior. I had only had a phone contact while in the field.

    Meanwhile, I finally erased his and the crew leader’s number from my phone on my second day at the receptionist desk. Later that afternoon, this man walks in and I got up to let him in. Immediately I thought, ‘This is him. I just know it.’ He fit exactly the impression I had of this supervisor from his voice on the phone and the name, and he was greeting me and smiling.

    Sure enough, as he started signing his name, there it was; he was the uncaring field supervisor that had fired me before, without giving me an opportunity to explain any issues or discrepancies. As a matter of fact, he told me specifically that he didn’t care what the manuals said about using public transportation. He just wasn’t having it. If you didn’t have a car, you couldn’t work for him.

    So you know that a bunch of thoughts ran through my head as he was standing in front of me...you know, things you think you might want to say, like, “You don’t remember me do you?” or “Remember that single mom that was trying so hard to keep the job, that you fired simply because her car broke down? The one that filed that EEO against you? Well guess what, homeboy!” (And I’d have one of those crazed mad looks like Marlon Wayans)

    I mean to tell you that all these spiteful thoughts entered my head, and there was this side of me that wanted so badly to flaunt it in his face that despite his best efforts, I had won, and had gotten rehired. Believe me, I had to put some serious brakes on myself and repress those thoughts.

    After all, what would it profit me? How would it help me, better my position or keep me in good graces with all the other managers if I reacted instead of responded, and went after him vengefully?

    Oh sure, there’d be some mild satisfaction, but that would be momentary and short-lived. Long term? I don’t see where I’d benefit, so I left it alone. I figure it’s probably best that he doesn’t remember me. For all I know, he could be instrumental in helping me move up if I forgive and forget.

    Sometimes people forget that the tongue is the most dangerous weapon they have, and if they’d just learn some self-control and be quiet sometimes, half of their problems would disappear. Most people, by means of running their mouths or being to flip with it, bring their own disaster and invite chaos into their lives.

    So right now, all is well, and all the managers I am working with seem to love me because I’m flexible and willing to do whatever they need me to. God is good.

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