Body of Time

Time marches on. The closing Week of this Year continues to move forward. Each Day of Past represented by a warrior, thousands of seasoned soldiers of Time congregate outside the walls of 2015. They camp in groups, each bearing the flag of their tribe that graphically depicts their commonality of Days in the Body of Time.

At the forefront is the tribe of Destiny, a vibrantly jeweled collection of Days when one travels Time on a certain and defined path into Future. This band of warriors hold a common purpose in their hearts, to overcome any obstacle that lay before them in Time to reach their eternal destination. A strong-willed army, they focus on a vision of triumph, a glory that propels them through the circumstances they encounter to reach the Promised Land, an eternal Utopia void of sorrow, pain and suffering, broken relationships, heartache and death. Their leader, the King of kings, rides the sole white horse, and is a visible icon of strength and power to all warriors of Time who will receive Him as their King.

The tribe of warriors positioned behind the crown of Destiny and centered amongst the throng outside the gates of the New Year is seasoned with Experience. These soldiers are a network of intelligence factors, each contributing a specialty of knowledge and understanding obtained from the daily battles the Body of Time has overcome. This network of Experience communicates to the front lines of battle the strategy of Victory, plans culled and developed from lessons learned from shattered dreams, failed relationships, bankrupt financial ventures, and unhealthy lifestyles. A collection of do’s and don’ts amassed from a lifetime of successes and failures, this history provides a road map through the journey into Future.

The right wing, the tribe of Strength, contrasts sharply with their neighboring tribe of Experience at the head, for their physique is matched by no other, except the left wing, who like their brothers in Time on the right, protected this nation of Days with their Perseverance. These two tribes work synergistically to protect and hold the body of Days together. They move throughout the body of Time, wherever a battle cry is heard to conquer Despair, the dark enemy of Past. Despair is wily and sly, with its camouflaged team of snipers, sharpshooters that infiltrate the body of Time with guerilla warfare, a cancerous invasion that could spread quickly without the fortitude of Strength and Perseverance. 

Two columns extend from the amassment of tribes that act as a rear guard protecting the body of Time during their encampment at the gates of the New Year. Composed of Days who previously held rank in the Strength and Perseverance battalions, they are retired from the frontline wings of battle to support the Days with Hope and Faithfulness.

During peaceful times, the column of Hope is seen in congregational, intercessory prayer, their swords strapped to their sides while lifting up petitions for the entire body to the Father of Time, petitions for healing and comfort, sustenance and protection, wisdom and discernment. Round the clock they continue their communion with Father. From sunrise to sunset the audible pleas are heard throughout the body. At dusk they quiet to silent meditation as Knights of the Great Banquet Table take their positions of watch and continue the chain of prayer in silence, broken only by their hourly call of “all is well” in unison.

Each new Day as the sun crests over the horizon, Faithfulness adds a harmony to the prayers of Hope, a chorus of “Hallelujah!” ringing towards Heaven, praises of worship to their Creator and Provider, the One and Only, the All in All. This band of Days are survivors, honorable comrades wounded in battle, those afflicted with disease and healed, warriors of Yesterday, yet capable with their strength in Faith to overcome the enemy of Despair. The blend of prayer and praise adds Spirit to the entire body, their symphony of voices heard by the crown of Angels of Destiny and its jewel, King of kings, at the head of this great nation. 

At the heart of this body of Believers are days of Love. Protected on all sides by Strength and Perseverance, Hope and Faithfulness, guided by Experience, and led by Destiny, this tribe of families, generations long, provide sustenance for the entire nation. Its members circulate life throughout the body, delivering food, clothing and supplies. They act as a vessel of encouragement, sending letters of petition and praise, testimonies of Father’s faithfulness to provide and protect, and the Good News of grace, mercy and forgiveness, a message of His Love for all the Days of their lives.

The body of Time is not unlike the herds that roam the wild, as the weak, aged and diseased fall behind and become prey to the enemy that continually pursues them, Death. Not a strong threat, Death serves a purpose for the body of Time, a means for eliminating the Days that become useless, Days that completed their roles of experience, Days of hate and malice, strife and anger, discontent and frustration, loss and failure, worry and hopelessness.

Time marches on. While camped at the gates of 2015, the Days knew that to move forward into the New Year, unhindered by Past, only the seven Days of Destiny and Experience, Strength and Perseverance, Hope and Faithfulness, and Love should pass through. Yet, it is difficult to let go of other Days not yet devoured by Death, Days that linger in the Past, their usefulness gone, yet the heart of Love bound still. The King of kings, riding His white horse across the front lines of Destiny posts the most noble Knights at the gate’s columns and gives the command, “No Day shall pass through this gauntlet of Time that does not bear the name of Destiny, Experience, Strength, Perseverance, Hope, Faithfulness, or Love.” With His staff held high above His flowing white hair, he reigns the white horse on its hind legs and orders the gates of the New Year to open.

~May your New Year become a blessing of Days of Destiny and Experience, Strength and Perseverance, Hope and Faithfulness, and Love. As you ponder this metaphor on Time and the Days of your life, consider the Days that should be left behind, holding onto the good of each Day, logging Experience, marshaling Strength, concentrating Perseverance, building Hope, fueling Faithfulness, giving Love, and following Destiny. Have faith in your Savior, Jesus Christ, and allow Destiny to lead you through the New Year. 

These words, stellar rhema, were inspired by the Holy Spirit and scribed by Jeff Cambridge. All praise to the King! 

© Jeff Cambridge 2010

"OK, now we’re getting somewhere. Did all of you alleged “moderate” Muslims out there get that? Of course, you did. You know this. You know jihad is not just some internal struggle. It isn’t about losing weight or getting in shape or some personal goal to be obtained. It is a holy war to advance the caliphate, the Islamic State. While “jihad is not the goal”, Qadhi says, “it is the means. It is a means to establish monotheism on the land,”. Let me translate that for any who are still skeptical and buying into the lie that Islam is peaceful. Jihad is a means, a violent means, to an end, or goal, where Islam dominates the United States." Click on this for the source of this comment and watch the video.

Convert or die. ISIS militants are crucifying victims because to them crucifixion is especially humiliating due to its Christian implications.

I do not have any more comment, for this video and the article that describes it are paramount to distribute to We The People. Share this link. Tell your family and friends. We The People must EDUCATE ourselves regarding the truth of Islam. The truth of Islam is NOT the Truth of God, for Father God our Creator is the one and only True God - The Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, the trinity of God. Nowhere in the Holy Bible is God referred to as Allah. Muhammad is the Arab prophet and founder of Islam. Muslims regard him as God's messenger through whom the Koran was revealed. Muhammad established a theocratic state at Medina after 622 and began to convert Arabia to Islam.

Thus, my friends, my calling to evangelize for Christ does not make me a bigot when I confront the religion of Islam. I am only speaking the Truth, the Truth of God. If I am a bigot for expressing the Truth, then Jesus Christ is a bigot, and He is not! Does God hate? Read this well written and referenced link to find out: http://www.equip.org/article/can-a-loving-god-hate-someone/.

To one of my posts about Muslims and Islam, a comment was made, "Does God love ISIS?" My reply was, "No, God hates ISIS." After reading the link referenced above, you will understand that God hates ISIS. Did God love Hitler? No, for the same reason. One must be careful not to take a Holy Bible verse out of context, for God is all-knowing and expresses Himself as if you know all of His Word (The Holy Bible). Most of us do not know or understand the entire Holy Bible. I have read it cover to cover and have written hundreds of meditations that reference the Holy Bible, yet I am still without total understanding. No human being will ever achieve total understanding of God's Word, for no human being is God.

God bless you, dear friends, and may the Light of God's Truth search your souls and impart on your heart His Love and His Justice.

Looks like a did have a comment. Oh well, I am a writer and author. ; )

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Most of you do not know me. You may know me from my Facebook posts. I began to publish my meditations several years ago, this was after I wrote hundreds of them in my journal. God told me not to hide my Light, so I took the courageous step and became a public disciple for God. My job changed, and I did not have the time to post daily. A number of you replied that you missed the encouragement that I offered to walk with Jesus through your daily life. Then, my life changed again, and God poured His words into me. Those words became my first novel. Yes, it is fiction, yet it is laced with real life, real trials, real encouragement, and yes, real love. I write love stories. Not the harlequin romance type, no "Shades of Grey" here, yet I graphically write about what is real in your life. I write on two levels; the world that we live in, and the Spirit world where we find Jesus. You will rarely find me mention Jesus in my novels, yet you will feel His Holy Spirit interwoven in my words. I am a loving and compassionate person. "Oops," you say, "what about all of those politically incorrect posts that you posted on Facebook?" Jesus is a loving and compassionate God, yet he overturned the tables when His House was filled with heathens. So do I. Enough said. Thanks for joining my blog, and stay tuned for more to come about End Times, the times that we are now living. Stay tuned for more about Love, God's Love, and how love will bring you closer to Jesus. I am not ashamed of the Gospel, and I will speak God's Word. Shalom (peace be with you).

I have nothing to add, but Jesus died for me. Thank you Jesus for being my Savior. See you in heaven.

DARE TO BE A DISCIPLE
The World Hates the Disciples John 15;18-25
“If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated me first. If you belonged to the world, it would love you as its own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world hates you. Remember what I told you: ‘A servant is not greater than his master.’ If they persecuted me, they will persecute you also. If they obeyed my teaching, they will obey yours also. They will treat you this way because of my name, for they do not know the one who sent me. If I had not come and spoken to them, they would not be guilty of sin; but now they have no excuse for their sin. Whoever hates me hates my Father as well. If I had not done among them the works no one else did, they would not be guilty of sin. As it is, they have seen, and yet they have hated both me and my Father. But this is to fulfill what is written in their Law: ‘They hated me without reason.’

Whoa! Facebook just sent me a message that they removed this post of mine. Dictator Hussein is denouncing my right to free speech. Must have been one of my FB friends that defriended me and complained. Hey, if you don't like it, don't read it. I have a right to my opinion. I reread and reread and reread my post which follows. What? The media took Trump's statement about muslims out of context, and would not report his entire sentence. Trump declared a moratorium on muslims entering the USA UNTIL...UNTIL...(his statement was a conditional statement...do this for our nation's safety, UNTIL our country's representative can figure out what the hell is going on.") Oh, I get it now. I used the word "hell". Sorry, "hell" is not a curse word. Hell is an eternal place of fire for those who do not claim Jesus as Savior. Sorry, not my words, but this is from the Word of God. <jus sayin'>. Oh, and I was just quoting the Donald, not my own words. I suppose the Colonel that called Obama a "pussy", a viral newscast that must have really messed with Hussein (middle name of the guy at the White House that claims he is president (not the USA) just president of the JV team.). Oh, now I get it! This is because our Attorney General declared she will prosecute anyone who says anything negative about muslims. Let me reread my post again. Yep, I used the word muslim once. That must be it. Oh! Maybe it is my reference to the "gold diggers" of our society...sorry, I called "them lazy, public assistance asses". Let me clarify this. Yes, certainly public assistance is necessary and has good cause to help people in need. I believe in this. But why are we giving illegal immigrants public assistance and healthcare when they are not citizens when we do not even care for our veterans who fought for our freedom!? Hmmmm. I used Obama's middle name. That must be it. Obama wants to hide the fact that he does have a Muslim name, and oh, there was a dictator by that name...remember the Iraq war...Saddam...Hussein. And last but not least, it must be that I referred to the man in the White House as a dictator. You decide.

Here is the post I got "penalized for". You decide. And please comment. Am I wrong or am I right? Or rather, did I speak factually or did I make this up?

"...until our country's representatives can figure out what the hell is going on." Listen to the real and total words of Donald Trump's speech. He is calling for a moratorium on Muslims entering the USA...until our country's representatives, including, O. Hussein B., our country's ruling dictator,...admits that he, Hussein, actually knows what is going on. Hussein wants chaos. He is purposely allowing this. Why? He gets to invoke his previously signed Executive Order to declare martial law and strip you of your liberties. Doubt this? Google it. Call your congressman. Look at the Congressional Record. Do not be stupid. Is the rest of Congress stupid? Yes, in general. That is what Trump is saying, "until our country's representative can figure out what the hell is going on" <with terrorism in our borders...California>. Get with it, We The People of the USA! Whether you like Trump or think he is a carnival barker, he is doing at least one thing right. He is getting the attention of Americans and wants to make America great again. Whether He can do it or not is not the debate here. What is important, is for American's to get off their lazy, public assistance asses and realize that 10% of the population supports the other 50%, and the remaining 40% support themselves. We need a majority of our population at a minimum to support themselves economically. We do not need an influx of immigrants to support. We have veterans that deserve much more. They fought for the freedom you enjoy.

To find the Heart of a Woman

A thousand eyes behold her, the dance flowing seamlessly,

Orchestral backdrop, a rhythm on which to float,

Musical notes like dancing partners, moving between, sliding below,

A pirouette, a graceful dip, outstretched arms into His she falls.

            To find the heart of a woman, to embrace wings of love with your own,

            To beat as one, flying together, to a secret place, the shadow of His own.

            Soaring in breathtaking beauty, seeing not what the eye beholds,

            To behold what is hidden, made known to the mate of one’s soul.

The applause, a crescendo, flawless perfection beheld,

Brokenness hidden, an aching heart for eyes to see below,

Deeper than the performance, into her very soul,

An angel, full of compassion, flowing with grace, I know.

            To find the heart of a woman, to embrace wings of love with your own,

            To beat as one, flying together, to a secret place, the shadow of His own.

            Soaring in breathtaking beauty, seeing not what the eye beholds,

            To behold what is hidden, made known to the mate of one’s soul.

Be loved for what cannot beheld, another’s heartbeat within your own,

Embrace her not with arms, with wings of love, a cover of grace,

Undeserving, unconditional, eternal covenant, never forsaken,

To find the heart of a woman, embrace wings of love with His own.

To find the heart of a woman, surrender your heart to God,

Abandon the need to seek elsewhere, to be called a man of this world.

Surrender eternally your heart needing love, seeking nothing in return.

A gracious God, you loving Him, surrendering your own.

To find the heart of a woman, you must first know God’s love,

Wings of grace embrace you, a heart filled with His, now yours to behold.

Abandon your heart to God, surrender your love for His own,

Believe Father will give you a daughter of His own.

A Princess to stand with you, to embrace with His love,

His wings now yours, as you soar together, three as one above.

           

            To find the heart of a woman, to embrace wings of love with your own,

            To beat as one, flying together, to a secret place, the shadow of His own.

            Soaring in breathtaking beauty, seeing not what the eye beholds,

            To behold what is hidden, made known to the mate of one’s soul.

           

© Jeff Cambridge 2011

revelation7strong: A Life Choice

revelation7strong: A Life Choice: January 5, 2015 “He trusts in God.” Matthew 27:43 He hung from the cross between the two robbers afflicted with the same...

A Life Choice

January 5, 2015

“He trusts in God.”

Matthew 27:43

He hung from the cross between the two robbers afflicted with the same grueling death. He was without sin, yet hung there in the midst of sin, His claim, “I am the Son of God.”

“Let God rescue him now if he wants him,” they mocked. They are the ones who should have known him for who He is, for the chief priests, teachers of the law, and elders were educated with the knowledge of the coming Messiah, yet they were blind to the Light he brought to penetrate the darkness of souls. They shut out the Light, closed the door to their hearts and remained steeped in their rigid ways of law and tradition, for they would have lost their self-ruled power and hierarchical status amongst the Jews, God’s chosen people.

What these intellects did not realize is that those who believe Jesus is the Son of God are children of God and rightful heirs of sonship in the family of Christ.

“Yet to all who received, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God – children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God.” ~John 1:12-13 NIV

When we picture that day at Calvary, the day that tore the veil of God and gave us rightful relationship with Him through His only begotten Son, Jesus, the three crosses - Jesus nailed on the center arms of crucifixion, two criminals, one on his right, the other on his left - we witness two choices: fear God or mock Him.

One of the criminals who hung there hurled insults at him: “Aren’t you the Christ? Save yourself and us!”

            But the other criminal rebuked him. “Don’t you fear God,” he said, “since you are under the same sentence? We are punished justly, for we are getting what our deeds deserve. But this man has done nothing wrong.”

            Then he said, “Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.”

            Jesus answered him, “I tell you the truth, today you will be with me in paradise.” ~Luke 23:39-43 NIV

One became a son of God, receiving God’s grace, while the other remained a son of wrath, receiving his just punishment.

What then, is your choice?

            Therefore brothers and sisters, we have an obligation – but it is not to the sinful nature, to live according to it. For if you live according to the sinful nature, you will die; but if by the Spirit you put to death the misdeeds of the body, you will live, because those who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God. For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship. And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.” The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God’s children. Now if we are children, then we are heirs – heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ, if indeed we share in his sufferings in order that we may also share in his glory. ~Romans 8:12-17 NIV

This life choice is yours.

I trust in God.

Praise God for the words and visions he gives me, stellar rhema of which I scribe. ~Jeff Cambridge © 2015

Lotus Flower

The quiet and activity of a morning at my lake house offers a serene solitude that is irreplaceable. The sun filters through the now, full-grown canopy that just a month ago was a multitude of buds popping their protective shell that weathered the deadly cold of winter. Life that was created to endure the seasons of change adapted itself for survival. Likewise, we pass though our personal season of life - entering the adult world as a teenager, marriage, the birth of a child, the death of a loved one, a job promotion, the purchase of a house, indebtedness, a debilitating accident or disease, receiving a pink slip, bankruptcy, divorce - all of these events taken together form the person we become, growing in wisdom with a positive attitude of perseverance or succumbing to the setbacks, slowly dying in defeat. What causes one person to rise above the ashes of life's destruction may bury another in the mucky mire of consequences that swallow one's zeal to livelong.

The lotus flower represents the cycle of death and regeneration. As the season of life changes to the season of death, the beautiful blossom wilts, and its lifeline falls to the bottom of the water's pit, disintegrating, yet leaving its life core intact while forming an infant bud that rests in the mire of dormancy. Its appearance is no longer colorfully grand, open petals beckoning one's eye. Below the surface of its water womb, unnoticed and forgotten, resting and preparing for the next opportunity to flourish once again, it awaits a warm and safe environment to rise above the seasonal setbacks that triggered its dormancy.

When a life event beats one down to the core of one's existence, one has the opportunity to evaluate the next stage of growth, preparing while dormant to seize the day when circumstances change, a serendipitous moment that can alter the cause of one's journey. What one acts on or ignores, blinded by the past or envisioning the future, will determine when and if the dormant bud bursts forth to display life again.

Choosing to grow forth and leave behind yesterday's calamity - divorce, bankruptcy, poor health, or the grief of death - the will to reach towards the light of today sparks one's ability to rise above the surface and blossom anew. ~JC

Lotus Flower
Copyright 05.10.12 Jeff Cambridge