Hebrew Perspective Part # One

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Hebrew Perspective – Part One  —  1-7-2017
From time to time, readers question the whole Jewish thing I do. I’ve been asked if I’m Jewish or wanting to become a Jew. I’m not Jewish by birth, but by being a grafted in Believer in the Jewish Messiah. I believe we don’t have to necessarily change our Earthly affiliations. God will show us. I honestly no longer identify with a building or have any interest in belonging to a “church” or synagogue. I “belong” to Jesus and to His people wherever they are. I believe a church is where two or three are gathered in His name. I’m most interested in attaining “the mind of Christ” which happens to be a Jewish mind. I can’t change my Gentile DNA, but I believe I can become a spiritual Hebrew. I can be Messianic rather than what most “Christians” are today. It is true, of all the changes we make in life, changing our MIND is one of the most difficult. But right here at the beginning of a new year seems the perfect time for me to throw out a challenge concerning that whole mind changing thing. Especially in the case of considering a more Hebrew-type of faith and practice.
Here’s what we are up against: It is a matter of where our ‘faith’ came from. It has its roots in the first followers of Jesus. But it morphed with the years, changed, and in time came to be called “Christianity”.  I think of Christianity as an olive tree. It has roots and top branches that should produce good olives. But we continually DENY and IGNORE our roots in an ancient Hebrew culture and faith. So our roots now draw from another source besides Jewish. We’ve got a MIX. And many of us don’t seem to see that as a problem. The fruit we make is something less than the Jewish olives of the First Century “Believers in The Way.” Our olives are still wild because we are not fully grafted into the cultivated Jewish olive tree. Our olives (our spiritual accomplishments) are small. The material success of some churches and mega ministries is dubious at best.) The Age we are in now demands better!

If the roots aren’t right, the fruit isn’t either. We have an unstable foundation and keep building on it anyway. We get our building up, but is isn’t right. Even if we just forget about the whole Jewish thing, how can any of us say Christianity or more correctly “Churchianity” is NOT One Big Mess? The foundation is made up of our fundamental beliefs. If we believe Christianity is the religion Jesus started, or His human form was something other than a totally observant Torah-keeping Jew, or any number of other false beliefs, we are off into the woods as lost as Hansel and Gretel.

I often refer to “The Gentile Mind Set” or “The Greco-Roman Belief System.” I was reading a book recently and the author called it “The Western Cultural Perspective.” It means the faith we claim as our own began as part of an ancient Asian culture. It came from a God who said He is the same yesterday, today and forever. But rather than go over to that faith in our thinking and practice, we high-jacked it from the first Believers, and drug it over to our side of the planet. It went from the Middle East to Western Europe, courtesy of Constantine and the Roman Empire. There, the faith of Jesus was mingled with Celtic, Stonehenge and other pagan beliefs. We read the Sacred Text, think of it and understand it like Westerners. Over a lot of time, we have crafted it into something in our minds that bears only some resemblance to what and who Jesus and His friends were. (I know this is an awful truth for some of us to hear!)
The Scriptures, both Old and New, should be interpreted according to ancient Hebrew understanding. (This is the way Jesus and His first followers understood it and lived it.) The Holy Book is not Greek. The Greek methods of study are simply inadequate. Some scholars in various disciplines have come to believe Hebrew may be the original language of Earth. It is very much a spiritual language. But the battle is uphill to make sense of a spiritual document by reading it like it is Greek philosophy or a Roman legal agreement. We have modern translations that in some places skew the text even worse than the older versions did.
Jewish scholars can study their Torah at four levels understanding. Greeks (that’s us) study their Bibles at one, maybe two levels. With the Jews, ALL are expected to study the Scriptures. A person may stop at whatever level they wish and go no further. With us, it’s two levels: clergy and laity. Some Bible scholars among us get up to other levels. Seminarians are taught that lay people only get confused if they study too much. So there’s no shame in using your Bible once a week to look up the sermon verse. The failure to make room for the various levels makes for SO MUCH arguing among us. Both persons may be right, just at different levels of understanding. But our system doesn’t allow for that. We all have to believe alike (which is usually whatever the preacher is saying), or one of us has to leave and, of course, start another church!
Part Two next week


Charlene Reams Manning, Believer in the Lord Jesus Messiah                                                     
Copyright  August 2016
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Weekly Sabbath Survey
The Hate Snag —  12-31-2017
Snag.  a rough, sharp or jagged part of something on which clothing or skin may be caught, possibly causing damage; a concealed or unexpected difficulty or obstacle which impedes forward progress.
Snare. a contrivance often consisting of a noose for entangling birds or small mammals; a trap; something by which one is impeded, captured, or involved in difficulties; something deceptively attractive.
Most of us outdoorsy types have been working in the yard or around the barn and gotten our sweater or shirt hung on a fence wire or stray a nail. Or, we caught ourselves between two strands of barbwire as we crawled through the three-wire strand fence. If you are moving pretty fast, a tear results and the offending barb or snag may cause a painful scratch. It may be a case in which you cannot easily free yourself after being snagged. You may untangle yourself or get help and keep going, but damage has been done.
All Believers should be aware of the perils of wandering away from the path of righteousness and getting into spiritual trouble. Today’s subject is about being snagged by hate. Snagged is a forerunner of being fully snared, and maybe captured by an attractive deception. For Born Again people, it is difficult, if not impossible at times, for us to recognize that we are snagged by hate and/or unforgiveness or some other negative thing. We are busy feeling offended or having hurt feelings, and so deceived we don’t see our emotions have descended into that unforgiving Hate Place. It takes a good friend telling us, or the Lord’s mercy through Holy Spirit, for us to understand just how far we are off the mark.
If we persist in weeks, months, or even years of “snagged and proud of it” we will go on down into snared. The difference is the definition above with the word ‘noose’.  Who can deny this is a bad spot to be in?  Bitterness isn’t far away now, and neither is the danger of losing out on what God has for us. I heard a preacher say, “Hating another person is like taking poison yourself and hoping the other person dies.”  It is spiritual poison for us to have these very caustic feelings toward even our worst enemies.
Most of us who have been in church for any length of time, or even in our own family, have had the opportunity to observe persons overshadowed by bitterness. It shows on their face, and comes out of their mouth in what they say. When I was younger, I wondered what was wrong with some people. Why did they appear to be slightly angry, frowning ALL the time. Even their laughter sounded hollow. No real joy in it. The Lord opened my eyes to spiritual things that cannot be observed any other way. Hurts and disappointments, things done to us by other people and the buried unforgiveness that snags us so easily. No one is immune to this. And it can happen over and over, even though we have been through it before. In my own case, my latest time of testing was a few years ago over a deep and hateful dislike for a political figure. When I saw him on TV, something angry rose up inside me. And when I spoke of this person in conversation, in time it sounded venomous even to me! It took a slap upside the head from the Good Lord to make me SEE. I was freed and am no longer snagged nor snared by it. (Still don’t like the guy, but no HATE.)
Am I talking heaven or hell? I should never judge that part. We can’t even know our own heart without a ‘God Reveal.’ But my thought is, why risk it? The weird and sick “enjoyment” of keeping hate around like a dangerous pet snake is NOT worth the risk it poses for missing eternal life!! Remember the ‘deceptively attractive’ part of this process?  It somehow seems good to us to keep hating. We must wake up! Repent. Put all bitter angry hateful feelings away from us like poisoned food an enemy has offered us.
In this I can testify: I have been snagged. I have been snared. I have even felt the noose! (loosely)  But I have been set free. Jesus came to set the captives free!!  And He does it for us over and over again.
Our soul escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers. The snare is broken and we are escaped. Our help is in the name of the Lord who made heaven and earth. Psalm 124:7-8


Charlene Reams Manning, Believer in the Lord Jesus Messiah                                                     
Copyright  July 2016
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Judgment Coming

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Judgment Coming — 12-17-2016
Now that Trump is elected I have noticed a euphoria among the conservative middle class similar to what poorer people felt when Obama was elected. One guy called it “Trumphoria.”  And here we go again, left, right, left, right. The faithful and the foolish (including myself) wanting this latest “messiah” to SAVE our nation.
I do think Trump may help or “fix” some things. But it will be as it is every time—a Bandaid on a cancer. This time I felt compelled by our Lord God to refuse to be fooled or lulled. I’m reading my Bible and other revelatory literature on Christian history and our government. I SEE a slow train coming ’round the bend. God doesn’t get in a rush. He has been blowing the whistle and ringing the bell for years. But we stick our fingers in our ears and pray “If my people . . .”  We’ve had years of extreme grace preaching and falsified national prosperity supplied by ‘The Fed.’  No wonder we think we’re OK!
Am I an alarmist?  Yes!  I believe what I see calls for alarm. I am a watchman. Night Watchmen look for and SEE danger. They sound the alarm to warn the sleeping people. How close is the train?  Ten years away?  A hundred years?  I don’t know. But my spirit feels it near. I know, I know—people have said this for years. But one day, it is going to be right on. By then it may be too late to do much. The Babylonians are coming for the just and unjust. See message below by Gary Wilkerson, son of David Wilkerson.
    Judgment – I am not accustomed to writing messages on this subject, and you may be surprised by this one. I prepared it with great reservations; in fact, it took me far beyond my comfort zone, even though I am dedicated to preaching the whole counsel of God. Right now I am compelled to speak because of something I see happening in our culture. I have grown convinced that America now stands on the brink of one of the most extreme judgments it has ever faced. And in this bleak hour God has something to say to His Church.
When I grew up, it wasn’t unusual to hear this kind of difficult message in the denomination my family was part of. Occasionally I heard my father preach on the subject of judgment. What I’m talking about is a prophetic message (although my dad was adamant about not being called a prophet). He said he was a
“watchman.”  These days I better appreciate the messages my dad preached and the anguish they caused him. I know he spent hours wrestling with God over the difficult sermons he delivered. As a pastor, I appreciate A. W. Tozer´s lesson that God loves to speak to the man or woman who loves to listen. Yet I fear the church has lost that practice. God wants to speak to us, but our ear is inclined less and less to His voice and more to the world´s. The Bible calls this condition a famine of the Word of God (see Amos 8:11) – a lack of knowledge of God and His ways. In times of chaos He will use the famine to get our attention and He has my full attention right now! And if He is speaking hard messages to grace-oriented pastors such as I am, it tells me He is up to something.  
If this message above moves your heart with surprise, sorrow or fear, here are 5 things from the Bible to prepare for what is coming. 1) Be humble and repentant! Ask God to change you. 2) Be watchful. There is a crown promised for those who look for the Lord’s appearing. 3) Be faithful. Do not eat and drink with the drunkards. 4) Be prepared like the wise virgins. 5) Be fruitful. A spiritual life produces spiritual fruit. (If you are interested in an elaboration of what these 5 things might entail, let me know.)
There shall come a day that the watchmen upon Mount Ephraim shall cry, “Arise ye, and let us go up to Zion unto the Lord our God.”  Jeremiah 31: 6 
Jewish rabbis teach that a reference to Ephraim like this symbolizes God-fearing Gentiles. This verse in Jeremiah confirms to them that Christian tourism in Israel was ordained by God a very long time ago. They see us as watchmen. Would to God we Christians could believe our Bible like they do!


Charlene Reams Manning, Believer in the Lord Jesus Messiah                                                     
Copyright  November 2016
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God’s Will

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God’s Will  —  12-10-2016


At various times in our Christian lives, the Lord God brings us to a “change point.” It can be a self induced crisis or a God-sent happy change. If we are listening for Him, very good things can come from either situation. The biggest change comes when we are Born Again or have some other serious encounter with the Lord God. At these junctures, we have an up-tick in our thinking, a major shift in direction. We can  be perplexed with just WHAT we are supposed to DO. But we are not human doers but human beings. We should relax and just “be.” Then, we ask, “What is God’s will for my life now?”  I heard a sermon years ago, that explained this so perfectly I have never forgotten it. The exact words escape me, but his Three Main Points are sealed in memory. Here is the foundation for God’s will for every time of your life:
1.    Make a Living.  Fundamental, I know, but it’s surprising how many people don’t do this. They actually work very hard to keep from working a job. Let me say here, wives who stay home to raise a family and/or keep house for a husband are making a living in a different way. And there is no such thing as a ‘house husband.’ If a man is able bodied, he should bring in at least part of the living. When I was single and self-supporting, I learned what it meant to make a living. For the first time in my life there was no one else responsible for my needs. Every bite of good, article of clothing, utility— paid for by ME.  Making a Living.
2.    Make a Life.  There are people who work, come home and do chores, fix a microwave meal and sit down in front of the TV. Five days a week. On weekends they sleep, eat, sleep more. In church the day of this sermon, I realized I was doing No. 1 and 3, but not this one. I did not have a LIFE. On Friday night I ordered pizza for my special treat supper, and mostly did not open my front door again until Monday morning. Days at a time my phone didn’t ring. I had recently began attending this church. Week after week a few people would smile a hello, shake my hand and move on. I watched them loving each other, hugging each other, and felt even more isolated and alone. So, right after this sermon by a visiting preacher, the music leader announced they were forming a choir and needed people to try out. I became a part of the choir, singing tenor with the guys! I got to know people. I joined a home group. Making a Life.
3.    Make a Difference.  Many of us think all ministry takes place in church. If they can’t preach, sing, teach Sunday School or be a greeter, they DO nothing. Because of the way the Lord brought me along, my ministry has been to preach, teach and write. But when I was single in San Antonio, the office became my ministry field. I would start by name dropping in the break room, “I thank the Lord for this job and for you girls for helping me get settled in.” Over time other Christians shared their faith with me, and even ones not saved would ask me to pray for their needs. I became the “chaplain” every where I worked. More than once, someone came and told me of their back-slidden condition. They were saved, but living like The World!  At one firm, an attorney asked my advice and for me to pray for whatever he had going on. Twice God gave me a prophetic word for him. Making a Difference.
Anyone who has come to saving grace in Jesus can tell what happened to them. Your story is your witness. Your message is simple: “Jesus loves me. This I know.” If you step out in this simplicity, our Lord God will give you strength and you may grow into ministries you never dreamed of. Be faithful with what you have right now. For tips on what the possibilities are, read Mark 16:15-20. It would be helpful to ask the Lord for the Holy Spirit Power. The verse below literally happened to me. From my hometown the Lord took me to places in Texas and several other states and a foreign country. I did “exploits” just like the Bible says we will do! It has been amazing.
You will receive power after the Holy Spirit has come over you, and you will be my witness in Del Rio, all over Texas, around the U.S., and into the farthest parts of the Earth.  Acts 1:8
Charlene Reams Manning, Believer in the Lord Jesus Messiah                                                     
Copyright  July 2016

Cup Running Over

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Cup Running Over —  12-3-16


Many people see their life as a series of bad events. The truth, of course, is everybody’s life has had bad things. But in between the bad, many good things happened, too!. So, I prefer to see life as a series of good events!. We actually get to choose which life we have by becoming focused one way or the other. We get to choose which memories we take with us everywhere we go. It’s as simple as the glass half full—or not–concept. We can CHOOSE our theme song:  “If it weren’t for bad luck I’d have no luck at all” or “I am blessed, I am blessed. Every day that I live I am blessed.”  Just pick one!
How does a person maintain the truth that they have lived a wonderful productive life, when both their pedigree and track record is pock marked with failures and sins like the stop sign on the corner where two kids just got BB guns for Christmas?  I choose to remember and cherish the good things. And of course the bad is not entirely forgotten, but I can tuck those away and only think about them if I want to. They are put into a corner of the attic of my mind. Sometimes God’s little creatures come along and take notice of old things in the attic. The next time we take it out for a look, it may be unrecognizable as the painfully hideous event it was so long ago. It has become a moldy, tattered old afterthought. It can’t cause worry or hurt anymore.
Our personality notwithstanding, with the Lord’s help even a real pessimist can be optimistic. If we savor and think on the good things God has done for us, we become thankful. If we cannot be thankful for what we have, we stay fearful that it may not be enough, and the pessimism remains. It really is a choice.
There’s a story in the Bible about a time when the Lord sent a drought/famine in Israel. Hard times. Elijah was sent by God to a stream of good water and the Lord sent ravens to bring him food every morning and evening. But as the drought persisted, eventually the stream dried up. The Lord said, “Go to the village of Zarephath where I have chosen a widow to give you room and board.”  When he got to the village, he found the widow and asked her if she could give him water and some bread. She said, “I have nothing baked and all the fixings I have is a handful of flour and a little olive oil in a jug. I have gotten two sticks of wood so I can cook what I have for myself and my son. After we have eaten it, we will die.” This woman, with good cause, was a big time more-than-half-empty person.
In that time, the prophets wore distinctive “robes” that identified them, so this woman might not have known exactly who Elijah was, but she knew what he was. The prophets were God’s spokesmen. He told her to go and do what she said but first take a little of her supply and make a small loaf for him, then she could make for herself and her son. Then he prophesied: For this is what The Lord the God of Israel says, “The pot of flour will not be used up, and there will not fail to be oil in the jug until the day The Lord sends rain down on the land.”  You can guess the rest. She obeyed and the Lord God blessed them. [1 Kings 17]
It takes real faith/trust to see life as more good than bad. As a child, I always trusted my parents. I never worried if I would have enough to eat, or new school clothes, or whatever else I needed. My needs were always met. Sometimes it wasn’t too fancy or expensive, but I had all I needed and more. I want to trust God that very same way, being pretty sure that this Father in Heaven is even more trustworthy than my earthly parents. That kind of faith made Job say, “Even if He kills me, I will still trust Him.”
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want for anything. He finds me a resting place near clear streams of water. He restores my soul. He leads me to righteousness and through the valley of extreme danger. I do not fear evil, because He is with me. He prepares a feast for me in the sight of my enemies. He pours His Holy Spirit upon me. My cup runs over. Surely goodness and mercy will follow me every day of my life and I will live in eternity in the Lord’s House. Psalm 23


Charlene Reams Manning, Believer in the Lord Jesus Messiah                                                     
Copyright  July 2016
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Weekly Sabbath Survey
Family —  11-26-2016
The Wednesday before Thanksgiving is reputed to be the most traveled day of our year. By air, land and (maybe) sea, people do everything in their power to GET HOME. Starting with Thanksgiving, ‘the holidays’  include Hannukah and Christmas. It’s a time for memories and old feelings to come up. Some find it depressing. We remember bad things from the past, and those who will be absent from the festivities and meals around the big table. For Christians, our memories can be ‘scrubbed’ by the Lord God so that we can have the hurtful things filtered out, and enjoy the good memories. It involves opening our hearts to give up our disappointments, grudges, resentments, judgments, and most of all unforgiveness. Even when the offending party is a not-so-dearly departed. It makes no sense to have negative emotions for dead people! If we get rid of the negativity, we can appreciate/strengthen the good that remains.
“Family” is people in the bond of love. It doesn’t necessarily have to be blood kin. A few weeks ago, my oldest son and I attended the funeral of a friend. The two families met 40 years ago at a Christian summer camp when our children ranged in age from 6 to 16 years old. This couple were each an only child, no siblings. The second year at camp, we made plans for them to come from the Houston area to Del Rio, Texas for Thanksgiving with my family and my sister’s family. For 12 or 13 years they came 375 miles to be with us. Our kids grew up, went to college or the military. The Thanksgiving trips stopped, but we remained friends. Standing there at the grave of my old friend, he was family. His widow, his kids and grandkids were family.
Thursday, Tony and I spent Thanksgiving with my (deceased) first husband’s sister and her family: her husband, their two sons and wives, and six beautiful grandchildren. They were family. Tony and I were embraced with a precious hospitality and love that only family can give. The weather was crisp but nice enough and their farm a great location for lawn games and the kids riding three-wheelers. There was chattering and clattering in the kitchen, female laughter, wonderful aromas that brought good memories. The ladies served a traditional meal at a beautifully set table. The guys fried a turkey. There were pies, green Jello salad, cornbread dressing and Texas Sweet Tea. It was as perfect day. And . . . it was family.
When our hearts and homes are opened with the love of God, we have family wherever we are with the people who are there with us. It might not happen every year. Many of us divide time between widely separated locations. So, we must make the best of special times when they come, and make ordinary times special when we gather with others. We must thank God whether it’s a holiday or just an ordinary football and pizza day with people we love. We thank God for His goodness, and that Jesus made us a part of His family.
The true spoiler can be ‘the in-law thing.’ If we let it. If our hearts are open, we will consider our spouse’s feelings about his/her own family when making the decision “where.”  One spouse may always give in to keep the other happy. But there may still be a painful longing to have a turn at ‘going home’.  More times than not, it is the wife’s family that comes out on the best end of this deal. There’s a saying that sums it up well:  A son is a son ’til he takes a wife. A daughter’s a daughter all of her life.  It isn’t fair, it just IS. Those couples with no daughters must learn to take what time they get. It does no good to be bitter, angry or depressed. I try to be happy that my kids and grandkids are happy. I have spent a few holidays alone with my dogs, and I survived!!
I remember one particular Christmas that I regard as one of the best I ever had. Both boys were with in-laws, my sister/niece family went on a cruise, my dearest friends that took me in several times were in Houston with cousins. It was a very cold Christmas Day, more like a Christmas card than we usually get down here just North of the border. I had a fire going and a hot cupper in my hand. My Boxer dogs and I stood at the glass patio door watching the sleet come down, feeling the cold coming through the glass. I thanked God that I was safe and warm and had a most loyal friend standing on either side of me. A tear slid down my cheek as I realized I was about as content, happy, and stress-free as I had ever been in my life.
In everything give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you. 1 Thess. 5:18


Charlene Reams Manning, Believer in the Lord Jesus Messiah                                                     
Copyright  November 2016
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Stories & Lies

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Stories & Lies —  11-19-2016
Every culture has its story tellers. These people were/are the historians of cultures without written language. And what we might call tall tales are fun. Other stories provide a record of family experiences we pass on to our children and grandchildren. My kids and grandkids ask me to tell stories of my childhood or my boys growing up years. No matter how many times I tell a story, we all laugh very much every time. I have a longtime friend who is quite the story teller himself. He regales us at gatherings with his recollections. Once he told a “huntin’ camp” tale about how the guys pulled a practical joke on one of the group. We all shook with side-splitting guffaws as he went on and on. At the end, all of us laughing ’til we cried, he said, “Now, that may not be exactly how that happened, but if not, it should have been!” There was no doubt, an element of exaggeration at work! Another old timer story teller said, “Why ruin a really good story by stickin’ to the  facts when a little imagination can really entertain the folks?”  So, those who appreciate that sentiment have learned to expect a little touch of Pecos Bill, Davy Crockett, or Chupacabra from of our story tellers, while sittin’ around the camp fire. They don’t tell something to LIE, but to give people a good laugh. Authors write fiction, and sometimes, story tellers just tell it. It’s spinnin’ a yarn.
So, if story telling isn’t lying, what is? A lie is something told to cover up an evil deed or to protect the lying person from harm; or to enhance one’s standing with others like taking credit for something I didn’t do. It could also be something said to deceive or take advantage of another person, financially or otherwise. And sometimes a lie is said to do harm to another person, like spreading gossip that the speaker knows is not  true. In the Bible the words for lie and liar mean to deceive, to falsify. Number 9 on God’s Top Ten List is Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbor. So, that would make lying about or against another person a SIN. Anything said to deliberately cheat someone or otherwise take advantage of them, is akin to The Father of Lies, which is, in fact, the devil.
Paul wrote “. . . put away lying, let every man speak the truth in love . . .”  There is a list of things that put a welcome mat for the devil. Lying is one of those. That ol’ snake is most assuredly very comfortable with lying, filthy (corrupt) communication, and slander (evil speaking, ugly gossip) coming out of our mouths. He finds a ‘place’ we make for him and brings along bad spiritual vibes that reverberate in our homes and our hearts, working to drive away the good things of God’s Spirit, like peace, harmony, joy, and even love.
There was a time in American society when lying was very frowned upon. Now, we’re hardly fazed by it. Ordinary, “good” people lie to each other in a pinch. I heard someone quote, “A lie is an abomination to the Lord, and a very present help in time of trouble.” That’s two very different Scriptures put together to say something the Bible doesn’t say!  Salesmen lie to make a sale. Preachers lie from the pulpit. Kids lie to avoid a whuppin’. Spouses lie to each other for a variety of reasons. And some of the most accomplished liars get themselves elected to public office, maybe even as President of the U.S.A.
One thing that our Lord God and Jesus are is TRUTH.  When we are not in the truth, not telling the truth, we are missing a key element of who we are supposed to be if we know salvation in Jesus. Christians DO NOT lie. Sadly, some of the slickest liars I ever knew or heard of said they were—Christians!
Some of us may think we are so free in Jesus we can do whatever we want because ‘we are not bound by the law.’ Christians are free from the LAW of sin and death. That means for Believers, it is no longer true that we are doomed to be sinners and to die eternally, as God said in the Garden of Eden. Once we are under the Blood of Jesus, this no longer applies to us. But that doesn’t mean we can run around doing what we want. The rest of The Law is still there! We cannot lie, steal, covet, murder, blaspheme God, etc. When we sin, if we repent we are restored to righteousness. But we must understand this: The blood of Jesus shed at Calvary is not a lucky charm, magic potion or Get Outta Jail Free card. And it certainly isn’t a license to sin without consequences. Truth or Consequences. Yessiree Bob!!!
. . . and, all liars shall have their part in the lake which burns with fire and brimstone:  Revelation 21:8 


Charlene Reams Manning, Believer in the Lord Jesus Messiah                                                     
Copyright  June 2016
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