Posted by: cindybythesea | September 1, 2014

Dark Skies – Part 6

 

 
 
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From around the curved wall came six figures about four feet tall each.  They had over-sized egg shaped heads with dark glittering eyes. Their eyes were large, almond shaped and slanted which gave them an almost insect like appearance, without whites or lids.  Also, no hair of any kind.  Their noses were but a bump or protrusion below their eyes and their mouths were but a slit.  All communication was telepathic and he tells us (Dr. Sprinkle and I)  – “they think I’m big“.  And, he was. At  6 feet, 6 inches tall, he was very big in comparison to their much smaller and slighter frames..
 
He goes on to describe their appearance in more detail. 
 
Their skin is a pale grey and they have on uniforms of some kind which appear to be one piece sort of like a jumpsuit but, without any visible buttons or zippers. These too are grey and appear to be of a lightweight almost metallic kind of material. Their arms and hands hang limply at their sides as if of no real use. One who seems to be the leader tells him (telepathically) – “don’t be afraid, we won’t hurt you“.
 
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As he continues the story, it seems as though he had no sooner gotten there than it was time to leave but first, they ask him to do a very curious thing. They ask him to hold out his hands and turn them up and down. Palms up, palms down, palms up palms down. They seems to be quite interested in this.  After which, they tell him he can now go.  
 
(This was always very strange to me and it was not until recently that my daughter figured it out. Obviously something happened between the time he arrived and the time he left that had to do with his hands that even under hypnosis his mind refused to recall – but, what was it?  I think, I now know and once figured out explained everything. This (abduction) was not by chance – a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Oh, no …. this was planned).
 
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He exits the craft the same way he came by stepping on to the round disc which lowered him back to the ground. As he is leaving, he says “They’re not so bad, they won’t hurt you.”   He goes back through the gully and climbs back over the barbed wire fence where his car is there waiting for him.  He gets in, starts it, and travels  back down the gravel road until he finally reaches the highway where he must cross an overpass to get back to the side of the road where he had previously been.
 
  Dr. Sprinkle asks him, Are you going to tell anyone about this?”  His reply, “I have a girl, I’ll tell her”.  And, he did. 
 
But was there any proof?
 
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to be continued
 
 “Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee” Psalm 122:6
Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy
 
 
 
 
 
 
Posted by: cindybythesea | August 27, 2014

Dark Skies – Part 5

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I must have made an audible gasp, when he said, “I’m getting out of the car”.  My heart is racing now and I wanted to scream, “don’t do it! Don’t get out of the car!”  But, it was too late. The past was now the present. Dr. Sprinkle ask, “Why are you getting out of the car”. Again, his response – a matter of fact, “I’m supposed to”.  Dr. Sprinkle is by now furiously scribbling down notes and I am sitting back both mesmerized and terrified about what might come next.

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After leaving the car, he tells us that he has to climb over the barbed wire fence adding a detail that had me laughing in spite of the tension,  “I caught my levis on the barbs”.   Yes, as tall as he was. He snagged his jeans trying to get over the fence.  Once he crossed the gully, he was then directly below the silver disc. Which he described as very large, sleek and seamless. No noise.  Soft light was coming from a series of small windows around the perimeter of the craft.  On the ground was a flat disc about 8 or 10 feet in diameter. Stepping on to it, it levitated without any visible means of support in to an opening in the bottom part of the ship.

Interesting, as this story unfolds the change in tone of voice, less of terror now than wonder. With a sense of awe, he describes what he is seeing:  The curvature of the interior  walls.  They are a metallic gray. No other colors. Low smooth seats are situated directly beneath the windows. He stands there but doesn’t move.  He sees a flat screen sort of like the top of a small table or box that he describes as “like a star map”.  It is lit up with what looks to him like constellations.  There is an identical one directly above. If you had your head between the two – looking down you would see one of them – looking up – you would see the other.  He stands there by himself for several minutes. He is completely alone.  He doesn’t see anyone.   The room is separated by a curved wall or partition beyond which he cannot see.  He is curious but too afraid to move.

A few moments later the pit falls out of my stomach as I hear him say:

 “There they are. There are six of them”.

to be continued -

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

 

 

 

Posted by: cindybythesea | August 26, 2014

Dark Skies – Part 4

The problem with deception is that it so deceptive

 

It was early 1980’s and there wasn’t much available on the subject of UFO’s especially in Christian circles. At the suggestion of Mr. Fowler, we agreed to an afternoon of hypnotic regression to see if we could find out what had happened on that peculiar night in 1975.  Whether it was the right thing to do or not is debatable.  And, please, if you would –  refrain from doing so now as I am fully aware that there are many avenues for opening doors to the spiritual realm that are often better off left closed – and hypnosis is quite possibly one of them .  I don’t defend it but don’t withhold the information either as it is part of the story.  As I mentioned before we were naïve to these kinds of things back then  so a date and time were arranged to meet in Denver with noted researcher and author  Dr. Leo Sprinkle of the University of Wyoming.

It was a sunny afternoon in Colorado when we met with Dr. Sprinkle for a private session. We didn’t know quite what to expect but were hopeful that we would  find answers to many of our questions.  When our session ended a good three hours or so later, we were shocked at what we had found out.  Memories that had previously been hidden deep within the subconscious were now as readily available for recall as any other memory ….. and now brought to light  were more terrifying and strange than we could ever have guessed.

THE SESSION

I sat in a chair nervously watching the proceedings. So many questions going through my mind.  What if there was nothing …. nothing to remember? Would we (would I)  be happy and relieved … or somehow disappointed?  What if it didn’t work?  Maybe hypnosis doesn’t work for everyone.  Perhaps this was a dumb (if not worse) idea and a huge waste of time.  I just didn’t know.

It wasn’t long before one of my first questions was answered. Under the expertise of Dr. Sprinkle a hypnotic state was achieved very quickly and within a very few minutes we were suddenly catapulted back to 1975.  The  make and model of the car was recalled. What the dashboard looked  like, what time it was on the clock and what the radio was playing.  Again, this was present tense – what was being recalled was as if happening – NOW.  It was amazing! Talk about back to the future!

So far the tone of  voice is light and casual as he talks about going to visit his aunt and uncle.  No big deal …. just another late night drive down a long and lonely stretch of highway …. done it before ….. yawn.

Then….  suddenly ….everything changes –  a  loud static fills the car breaking the monotony of the drive …..  but, where is it coming from?  It’s not coming from the radio and its not coming from outside the car – or is it?  It’s impossible to tell.

In the midst of the static he hears his name being called  -monotone – almost machine like –  first, middle and last – and, it’s said, not once, but twice –  causing the hair (he tells us) to stand up on the back of his neck.

Dr. Sprinkle and I look at each other.  “What do you see?” he asks.

“Nothing,” he says. “I don’t see anything. No cars, no lights ….. nothing”.  His voice cracks and it is obvious that by now that he is getting very scared.  Strange to me as this is someone whom I have never known to be afraid of anything before.  Wanting to rest and regain his composure he tells us that he is going to pull the car over to the side of the road to rest his eyes and regain his composure.  Maybe driving fatigue had set in – but, he really didn’t think so.

And, this is where the story had ended as far as we knew all those years …. but, we were about to find out there was more – much more.

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Dark Journey

A few minutes after pulling the car to the side of the road, he puts it  in to gear but instead of pulling back on to the highway and continuing to travel east, he turns off at one of three lonely ranch exits that appear along that stretch of highway.  After getting off the exit, the car travels north on a gravel road that virtually goes no where. Roads like that are common in that part of the country and usually just peter out without reaching any real destination.  “Ranch exit”  is a misnomer – as there is not a ranch in sight.  Most likely sheep or cattle were grazed there at some point in time but that had obviously been years ago.

As I listen to the story, I am amazed and terrified. I had no idea, the turn (pardon the pun) the story would take. Not knowing where the story was heading, I was both mesmerized and scared out of my wits. My mind screaming out …. “don’t get off the highway” ….” don’t go that way” …. but, it was too late …. it was already done.

The gravel crunches beneath the tires, the road turns to the left, then to the right making several turns on a road that winds across the desert like a snake on its belly.  Dr. Sprinkle asks, “Why are you turning here? Why are you getting off the highway”. (Remember this is present tense – as if happening NOW).   “I don’t know” he replies  …..then adds almost in afterthought –   ” I’m supposed to.”  Supposed to???!!!!  What the heck does that mean?  Supposed to?  By now, I was sitting on the edge of my seat not knowing if I wanted this story to continue or not.

Finally the car reaches the end of the road a good 30 or 40 miles later. Up against the cliffs that had previously been far off in the distance is an old shack that had probably been used as a shelter for sheepherders at one time or another.  Across from the car can be seen a gully or small ravine bordered by barbed wire.     The car idles for a few minutes …. the hum of the engine the only sound breaking the dark silence of the night – the car beams peering vacantly in to the darkness ….. Then suddenly, he says:

“there they are … they’re here”.

There they are!!!!

“They, who?” asks Dr. Sprinkle.  “What do you see?

“A large disc” he tell us.  A “shiny, silver disc”  hovering about 50 to 60 feet above the ground just beyond the gully.

His next words were words that I will never forget – words that chilled me clear through to the bone.

“I’m getting out of the car”.

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to be continued ….

 

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!

Cindy

Posted by: cindybythesea | August 21, 2014

Dark Skies – Part 3

“Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must give account.”  Hebrew 4:13

MISSING TIME

One of the central elements to stories such as Travis Walton in the 1970’s and Barney and Betty Hill in the early 1960’s is the element of missing time.  A period of time that simply cannot be accounted for.  For some reason the conscious mind shuts off or shut’s down memories that are either to terrible to be recalled or are not intended to be revealed.

It was not until several years later, the early 1980’s that the second piece of the puzzle that was May 1975 fell into place with the emergence of a stunning and previously forgotten memory.

BREAKTHROUGH

The memory of this strange and disturbing night in 1975 lay dormant for a long time. It didn’t make any sense and for a Christian it was almost impossible to know where to categorize it. It was during the early 1980’s that I came across a book authored by Ray Fowler titled “Casebook of a UFO Investigator” in which he documents UFO encounters that include missing time.  There it was again …. missing time.  And, while it was unknown at the time whether the night in 1975 was UFO related or not it certainly seemed that it could be. A phone call to Mr. Fowler confirmed my suspicion.

*For those of you who have surmised from the story so far that the experience is mine, it is not. Yet, it is. This is the experience of someone close to me, someone I love. And, while the experience itself is not mine, the story and the aftermath that surround it are. And, with the permission of the one to whom it initially occurred, it is mine for the telling.

Following the phone call to Mr. Fowler, a new and even more disturbing piece of the puzzle fell in to place. And, when this shoe dropped, it became almost certain that there was much more to this story than we had ever expected.

“I can’t believe what had just happened. This is crazy. How could I have possibly heard my name, my full name – not once but twice. I need to regain my composure. I’m going to pull my car to the side of the road and rest for a few minutes”.

Once the car was stopped and then re-started, one would only need to pull directly back on to the highway to continue the direction you had been traveling.

Why, then does your memory tell you that instead of pulling directly back on to the road  as you normally would do – you first had to drive across a via duct coming from the opposite direction to get back to the side of the road to where you had previously been.  Which begs the question –

How in God’s good name did you get from one side of the road to the other without remembering it and where had you been in order to get there?

This became then the haunting and driving question that just had to be answered.. But, the answer when revealed was more than expected.  More terrifying and unsettling – (and perhaps farther reaching in scope) than we could ever have imagined.

to be continued ….

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

 

 

 

 

 

Posted by: cindybythesea | August 19, 2014

Dark Skies – Part 2

 
From July 12, 1952 through July 29th of that same year, a series of UO’s were seen, documented and photographed over Washington DC in what is often referred to now as “the Washington flap”.  A coincidence perhaps, but on that same day in 1952 a baby  was born far across the continental US who would have his own encounter with this peculiar and yet unexplained phenomenon.  But this time it would not be an encounter of the first kind -as the Washington sightings were –  but of the third - an idea that was popularized two years later  by Steven Spielberg in his 1977  movie Close Encounters of the Third Kind.
 
Close encounters of the first, second and third kinds.
 
     For those of you who may not be familiar – close encounters are broken down in this way:
  1 –   A close encounter of the first kind is described as :  Visual sightings of an unidentified flying object seemingly less than 500 feet away that show an appreciable angular extension and considerable detail.

2-  A close encounter of the second kind is described as:

A UFO event in which a physical effect is alleged. This can be interference in the functioning of a vehicle or electronic device; animals reacting; a physiological effect such as paralysis or heat and discomfort in the witness; or some physical trace like impressions in the ground, scorched or otherwise affected vegetation, or a chemical trace.

3- A close encounter of the third kind  is described as:

UFO encounters in which an animated creature is present. These include humanoids, robots, and humans who seem to be occupants or pilots of a UFO.

 
      Over the past 50 or so years, sightings of the first, second and third kind have been on the rise.  But, why? Who are these alien beings, if indeed that’s who they are?  And, why  if they are so interested in us have they not been forthright in disclosing their identity – declaring their intentions?
 
 
HIDDEN IN PLAIN SIGHT
 
First of all, I would like to say that I believe there are those who know. They’re just not saying.  As for the rest of us, we are left to speculate. But, with a bit of deductive reasoning, I think we can get a pretty good idea of who they are and what they are about.  For their cover, their identity and their agenda – their dark agenda are as they say hidden in plain sight if we know what to look for.
 
 
   A CLOSE ENCOUNTER OF THE THIRD AND UNWANTED KIND – MAY 1975
 
Imagine yourself driving late at night down the interstate through the long lonely stretches of the Utah and Colorado desert. Its near midnight.  Not many cars on the road at this time of night. Every now and then a big rig will pass with a rumble and a whoosh; their taillights fading in to the still of the darkness like the last dying embers of a lonely camp fire.
 
 On coming headlights are few and far between and the desert landscape stretches out around you in ghostly isolation. The moon is dim ….. its pale light shrouding the landscape around you in varying shades of gray …. and you are completely alone…. the radio and your thoughts, your only companion.   It’s ok, you’ve made this drive before and you know now that you are not far off from your destination – maybe another 30-40 miles at most.
 
Suddenly, the sound of static fills the car but, its not coming from the radio …. and you hear your name called – first, middle and last. Loud and clearly audible in the midst of the static – your name, not once but twice. The sound unexplainably does not seem to be coming from outside the car, nor in the car – and it is definitely not in your head.  How can this be?  The hair on the back of your neck stands on end – as if responding to the static,,,,,, or perhaps the fear that is settling in your stomach like a sour and putrid pit. And, you are frightened beyond imagination.  And, still as far as you can see …you are  completely and utterly alone. . No lights, nothing …. just the dark and endless desert ….. silent …. so silent.
 
You can’t believe what you just heard. Not once, but twice and wonder “am I losing it?”  Maybe I’m more tired than I thought. And in spite of intense fear and the hair still that is still standing at attention on your neck, you pull off to the side of the road to rest and regain your composure.  After resting your eyes for a few minutes you pull back on to the highway to continue your journey and arrive at your destination as planned. And, it is not until the next day that you realize that you reached your destination much later than you should have. A good two to three hours had passed the night before that simply could not be explained …. could not be accounted for  … and the sour that had been your  stomach the night before rises up once again at the realization that something is terribly, terribly wrong.
 
to be continued ….. 
 
“The coming of the lawless one will be accompanied by the power of Satan. He will use every kind of power including miraculous signs, lying wonders and every type of evil to deceive those who are dying, those who refused to love the truth that would save them.”  2 Thessalonians 2: 9-10
 
“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6
 
Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!   Cindy
 
 
Posted by: cindybythesea | July 30, 2014

Dark Skies – Part 1

 If the night had eyes what would it see?
On the night of November 5, 1975, a man by the name of Travis Walton went missing after he and a crew of men he was logging with spotted a large silvery disc hovering above a clearing in the mountains of Arizona. Stopping their truck to investigate, Walton got out for a closer look, where according to witnesses, he was struck by a beam of light emanating from the craft, which levitated his body in to the air before dropping it back to the ground. Terrified, the men fled the scene to notify authorities who on investigation were unable to find any trace of Walton until five days later when he turned up claiming that he had been abducted by aliens aboard the silver craft he had left his truck to investigate.  The story generated a good deal of publicity and was later made in to a movie titled “Fire in the Sky” which many of you may have seen.
It was in this same year – 1975 – that someone close to me had an encounter that would rival the Travis Walton story.  It’s a story I know well. And, one that has had a direct impact on myself and my family in the years that followed. A story that is both riveting in content and disturbing in detail.  A story (like that of Travis Walton) of such magnitude, if true – that the world in which we live will never be viewed the same by those who hear it.
For  many, the idea of E.T. is completely laughable. But, in the last 20-30 years following a movie by the same name, there has been a growing acceptance of the idea that we are indeed “not alone”.  But, who are these space brothers?  And, if they are visiting us, what is their agenda?  Questions I ask in a rhetorical sense only as most readers of this blog would agree they are anything but what they would have us believe.  And, are in fact much more of the spiritual realm than of the astral –  a detail given away by their behavior and a careful study of the Bible.
That being said, I believe there are pieces of the puzzle yet to be uncovered and it is my goal in writing this series to try to understand (and bring to light) what happened under dark skies in May of 1975 in the hope and prayer that those affected would be freed from their long reaching tentacles and that they would be exposed for what they really are.
I like how LA Marzulli puts it (regarding the alien presence and their agenda) -
                    “it’s real, it’s burgeoning and it’s not going away” 
And, folks I’m here to tell you – he’s right.  It’s not going away – but, it will be exposed and brought to light just as Jesus said, in Luke 8:17 -
  “There is nothing hidden that won’t be revealed, and there is nothing secret that won’t become known and come in to light”.
“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6
Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy
Posted by: cindybythesea | July 28, 2014

Two Towers, Two Flags – Surrendering to the New World Order

      On the morning of July 22, 2014, New Yorker’s awoke to the sight of white flags fluttering in the breeze atop the twin towers that serve as brackets for the iconic Brooklyn Bridge in New York City.  As of this writing, it is still a mystery as to who placed the flags atop these extremely difficult to reach towers and why.  Adding insult to injury, the bridge is under heavy video surveillance and police protection leaving one to wonder how a “stunt” or” a prank” (as it has been called by the NYC authorities) could have been carried out without a hint of detection.  But, is this all it was – a stunt or a prank?  If  you buy that story  then all I can say is this – “ I have a bridge in Brooklyn, I would like to sell you!”
    In the early hours of the morning, (3:30 a.m. to be exact) –  the lights to one of the towers above the bridge flickered out followed 13 minutes later by the light to the other tower. The next morning,  lo, and behold – the American flags that normally grace these towers had been replaced by bleached American flags – the source of the snuffed out lights – aluminum foil baking pans of the type turkey’s are basted in used to cover the lights that normally illuminate the towers.
    As I started to investigate this story I was initially convinced that the bridge which spans the East River was the focal point of the story,  but have since changed my mind. I now believe that the focal point is the towers themselves and not the bridge. Take a look at the photo above.  In the background to one of the bridge towers, the One World Tower can plainly be seen standing where the other twin towers once stood. The date of the bridge  incident (July 22) – 51 days short of the 13th anniversary of the fallen 9/11  towers.  Which leads me to believe that these two events are somehow connected.  The date of July 22 possible chosen to represent a doubling of the number 11 – the two towers of 9/11 and the two towers of the bridge.  But, if this is so – why?
I think it would be safe to say that the America we knew pre 9/11 has faded from its former glory – much like the faded colors on the white flags.  Not erased, but barely visible. The powerful red, white and blue that stood watch over a nation now faded to but a ghost of its former glorious self.  A once valiant young man, now aged and decrepit – impotent of strength and purpose – now more dead than alive.
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High towers in the Bible are often symbols of pride. And, on 9/11 – a nation proud and arrogant in its own strength was brought to its knees.  But, instead of being humbled –  it was determined – yes, even vowed,  – that we would come back better and stronger than before.  But, has that been the case?  Realistically, we know it has not.  The nation has steadily been in decline and seems to be even now in the throes of death – the faded white flags a possible acknowledgement of that fact.
     The use of white flags as a symbol of surrender (or truce)  date back many centuries and  is universally understood by just about everyone. But, these flags weren’t just white – they were American flags deliberately bleached to fade the colors. This I believe was done as a statement.  In other words, the nation represented by “Old Glory” is set to fade from history – the goal of the One World Order has been realized at last and is  coming in to view.  The bleached white flags on the twin towers of the bridge may be an acknowledgement of the realization of these goals.
     As a side note it is interesting that the aluminum pans used in this incident were turkey basting pans of the type used in almost every American home on Thanksgiving.  Thanksgiving, pilgrims, founding of the nation etc.  A holiday that commemorates blessing and thanking God for all he has done for the people of this nation.  In this incident – the aluminum foil pans were used to block rather than illuminate light – which, I find to be interesting given the current state of the nation and its attitude towards God.
     Most will view the switching of the flags on the Brooklyn Bridge as nothing more than a prank. I suppose only time will tell.  If nothing else, it serves as a reminder that in spite of our high-tech precautions and often intrusive procedures put in place after 9/11 – we remain as vulnerable as ever.  There is no safety outside the protection of God – if you think otherwise, dear friend, you are sincerely deluded.  I encourage you now, if you have not done so already – make God your hiding place – there is no other.
     “Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6
      Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!   Cindy
Posted by: cindybythesea | June 3, 2014

Who Does God Hate?

We’re all familiar with this image, the cowardly lion from the Wizard of Oz. The lion who joined Dorothy and her friends in a trip to see the wizard in search of that which they lacked; a heart, a home, a brain – and courage. Yes, courage. I came across an article on Raiders News Up-date recently regarding a HUFFPOST article by Pastor  Derek Penwell regarding a recent statement by Franklin Graham speaking at the Family Research Council Watchman on the Wall, where he ask this question of his audience. Who does God hate?

“Cowards” he said, “God hates cowards”.

A statement Pastor Penwell apparently takes great issue as demonstrated by his remarks on a recent blog.

But what does the Bible say about cowards?

But the cowardly, the unbelieving, the vile, the murders, the sexually immoral, those who practice magic arts, idolaters and all liars – they will be consigned to the lake of burning sulphur – this is the second death”. Revelation 21:18

According to Penwell statements like these make it hard to convince anyone that God is a loving God.

From his article, Penwell is quoted as saying:

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peaking as a Christian pastor, I attest that following Jesus is difficult enough without having to live down the advanced billing from folks like Franklin Graham, who are convinced that God has nothing better to do than to figure out new categories of people to despise. 

 

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/derek-penwell/franklin-graham-is-the-wo_b_5392373.html?ncid=txtlnkusaolp00000592

Really? New people to despise?  This in my opinion this rates up there with one of the most ludicrous statements I have ever heard, and from a Christian Pastor no less.

What planet is Pastor Penwell living on anyway? Or rather, what Bible has he been reading? Because it sure doesn’t sound like mine.

What startles me more than anything is the small view that Pastor Penwell obviously has of God. Small view and lack of understanding of character.

Yes, Pastor Penwell, God hates cowards.  And, so should we.  And, if we find it in ourselves, we need to do some serious thinking about what it means to be a Christian.

God hates because he loves. Did you get that —– GOD HATES BECAUSE HE LOVES!!

And, it is because the things he hates, are the very things that destroy those that he loves.

Pastor Penwell believes that we will have a hard time selling the love of God by condemning what God despises.  But, I have news for you Pastor,  It’s not my job to sell the world on God’s love. Its only my job to tell the world of God’s love. And, to defend it ….. something a coward will not do.

I don’t know about you but I think I have spent a big part of my Christian life in cowardice.  What will people think, what will they say, if they know I believe xyz.

I came face to face with this a couple of years ago, when I was confronted with a decision to make at my job.  My new position required making referrals for women for abortions. All I had to do what make a phone call, fax some papers etc ….. that’s it. Not like I was actively involved in the procedure. But, because of my beliefs I could not do it. I went to my supervisor knowing full well I could be fired and told her I would not do it. I trusted the Lord knowing that her response could go either way. As it turned out, they found someone else to do that job and I was out of the loop on that. But, what I did do was amass information for the local pregnancy center, which, I gave out to the girls when they came in in the hope that one of them would call the center and save their babies. If anyone had turned me I for this, again, I could have been fired.

We’re living in a time folks, when, we are going to be called on to be brave. The days ahead are no days for cowards.  In order to love what God loves, we must hate what he hates. And, be willing to take a stand for it.

I’m sorry Pastor Penwell, cowardice convinces no one of God’s love.

 

**Having trouble with the wordpress format.  The font has become so small that I cannot read it as I write nor to edit. You will probably need a magnifying glass to read this. I have not been able to find a way to change the settings, if anyone call help with this please let me know. Will go ahead and publish …   For some reason Revelation 21:18 is not showing up on final nor are Pastor Penwells comments.  Please see link to article..

 

And, “pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with you for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

 

 

 

 

 

 

Posted by: cindybythesea | May 7, 2014

Making the Impossible, Possible

   It’s been refreshing to see the number of faith based movies that have been making their way in to the theatres lately and none could be more heart warming and hopeful than the latest “Heaven is for Real”.  I saw it a couple of weeks ago and like most who have seen the movie was completely taken by the portrayal of the young boy who had the experience and his description of what heaven is like.  But, as much as I enjoyed the movie, I would be remiss not to say that in my opinion, it missed the mark and missed it badly.
   It’s been amazing to see the popularity of this movie (and book) and why not – everyone wants to know – is heaven for real?  But that question was answered a long time ago by someone who could answer it with certainty and that someone is Jesus.  Yes, heaven is for real – and, so is hell.  Uh oh – not sure how many movie tickets that would sell!  For Jesus spoke equally about hell as he did heaven, if not more so.  I cringed in the movie when the woman ask the Pastor if her son was in heaven and instead of answering the woman from the words of Jesus, he gave her a generic answer that played more to her emotion than the truth of scripture. Think about it. How would Jesus have answered that question?  Not to be unkind –  Jesus was never unkind, but, he was always truthful.  And, the Pastor should have answered her the same.  Jesus made it plain that the way to heaven was through him – saying himself  –  “I am the way, the truth and the life – no one comes to the Father except through me”. John 14:6
   Yes, according to Jesus there is one way and only one.  And, it is him. Why? Because he is the only one who paid the price for sin and conquered death.  Therefore it is impossible for any other road to lead to heaven.  Simply impossible. In spite of what other religions, philosophies and good works promise, they can never deliver –  for none of them lead to God  but rather away from God and ultimately to a place of permanent separation which the Bible describes as hell.  A place where there is nothing of  light, love, kindness, beauty or goodness – for these are all aspects of God.  Instead there is pain, loneliness, darkness, desperation and hopelessness.- all aspects of separation from God.
   Friend, if you are reading this today and you are not yet convinced that Jesus is the only way. I would beg you to reconsider. For Jesus cannot be a good man, a good teacher or anything else if his words cannot be trusted. The Bible is clear on this. God himself put on flesh to dwell among us. He died for our sins and rose from the grave on the third day – making the impossible, possible - by closing the gap of separation  that keeps us from God.  But, it is a road you must choose.  You don’t get on it by default.  It is a choice.  Repent of your sin, ask forgiveness and receive God’s good gift today – for heaven is for real!
  “For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son that whosoever (believes, trusts. puts their faith) in him shall not perish but have everlasting life”  John 3:16
   If you have never done this – take that step today – and, let me know, I would love to rejoice with you and pray with you – just note it in the comments section. It captures your e-mail address and I will get back with you.
   “Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee” Psalm 122;6
   Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy
     ** again, I apologize for the lack of spacing in this article – still having problems with format – please, bear with me.
Posted by: cindybythesea | May 3, 2014

Caught in the Current

The weather is finally warming up here in Northern New Mexico and I had the opportunity to go out walking along the river yesterday afternoon. How different things looked from the last time I was down there just a few weeks ago. Tangled barren branches now sporting new green leaves.  Grass growing thick and wild along the river bank. People out walking, jogging, riding bikes and pushing baby prams.

I have a favorite spot where the water spills over some rocks creating a mini rapids of sorts. I sat for a while yesterday watching a trio of ducks and a piece of wood that was caught up in the fast-moving water. It made an interesting contrast and brought several thoughts to mind as I watched.  The wood  circling round and round in a never-ending cycle –  bobbing into the current and back out again – unable to release itself permanently from the currents strong grasp – this in contrast to the ducks, who smart enough to stay out of the faster moving water paddled freely and placidly about.

It occurred to me as I watched from my position along the  bank how like that piece of  wood I often am. They don’t call it drift wood for nothing. Without arms to swim or feet to paddle, the wood is completely at the mercy of the current. And without a change in water speed or depth, the wood would continue in that same cycle perhaps forever – or until the summer runoff subsides and the water level drops leaving the wood exactly where it was but this time stuck – stuck in the mud and going nowhere.

As I was doing my Bible reading this morning, I thought of these words from the apostle Paul in 2 Corinthians 3:17  -

 “…. where the spirit of the Lord is there is freedom”. 

Yes, freedom!  And, as trite as that may sound it is exactly true.  For in and of ourselves, we are powerless to change much about our lives and the situations we find ourselves in. We can try this and try that but, it is only by God that we will find permanent release and change that will last. A thought I hope that will stay with me the next time I find my self “caught in the current” of life.  Less reliance on me and more on the one who has the power to effect a permanent change – after all, it is he who controls the water does he not?

I love how God speaks to us through the simple things, don’t you? It has made a difference in my day today – I hope it has in yours.

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

 

 

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