Investagate Your Feelings

Nowadays, things aren’t always as they seem to be. If you’re a reader, be skeptical of everything you read, except for the Sunday Comics and God’s Word, and sometimes I wonder about the comics. All of what we hear today may not be as real as it sounds. FM radio, the greatest thing since sliced bread in the late fifties, is rapidly being deleted after it’s fifty year run by HD Digital broadcasting. The old tunes resounding in the car sound better than ever before. I called the phone company a few weeks ago to report a problem on my line at work. Of course you don’t get to talk to a real person, but then again sometimes it’s better that way. Use to be one had to punch a lot of numbers when answering questions posed by the computer on the other end. Now the computer not only has a more pleasant voice, but recognizes simple human voice responses such as numbers, “yes”, “no” and phrase options given by the computer as possible answers to it’s question. Photographs are another thing. It’s hard to really know if a picture has or has not been altered. I have programs on my own computer that enable me to alter photos, and as an amateur I do pretty good at it. I was sent a NASA Probe photo of the Mars surface landscape. Appearing in the distance on one side someone had overlaid the unmistakable image of a Wal-Mart store. You’ve got to double check your senses nowadays and trusting your feelings is still a good policy for further investigation.
A father was voicing his displeasure at his teenage son’s frequent dating. “Did you go out with that same girl again?” “Yes, Dad,” the boy replied. “And just what did the evening cost?” “Three dollars,” said the teen. “Well, I’m proud of you, son,” the father announced. “But three dollars is not much to spend on a date.” “It was all she had, Dad.”
A Sunday school teacher was teaching her class about the difference between right and wrong. “All right children, let’s take another example,” she said. “If I were to get into a man’s pocket and take his billfold with all his money, what would I be?” Little Johnny raised his hand, and with a confident smile blurts out, “You’d be his wife!”
[Hebrews 2] It’s becoming more evident to me that man just doesn’t have the time, doesn’t want to find the time, to spend preparing for the next life. Maybe it’s because some believe that when you die = Game Over. But I’m beginning to believe that most think they have to prove their worthiness to God through works. If our selfish greed keeps promoting, “You got a lot = You are a lot”…”You got a little = You are a little” philosophy, we’re missing the boat. Somewhere, somehow God got a bad rap in the mind of most men. God is not a mean old man taking names and waiting for the day to come He can punish you for your wrong doings in this life. He proved that by becoming just like us and living life. I like what Max Lucado had to say about Jesus. “Jesus became angry enough to purge the temple, hungry enough to eat raw grain, distraught enough to weep in public, fun loving enough to be called a drunkard, winsome enough to attract kids…radical enough to be kicked out of town, responsible enough to care for his mother, tempted enough to know the smell of Satan, and fearful enough to sweat blood…” I can relate to that man and His resurrection is all I need to know that He is God and there is a life to come. There are no special box seats in heaven. Love for the Father, not works, is the price of admission. Feel a need to investigate the alternatives?