Monday, February 24, 2014

Intuition or Holy Spirit Led?


Recently I have been part of and overheard several conversations involving intuition vs Holy Spirit.  Then I saw some comments in a group on Face Book about trusting in your own intuition…higher wisdom…conscience... to lead you through life.  Some of the answers and comments I read were interesting and some concerning, but it certainly begs the questions…what exactly is “intuition”?   And is “being moral” an acceptable standard to God?  (Sacred Echo) 

God has given us common sense at birth.  We are born with it. (Granted, some more than others it seems).  As we age and mature, we develop the ability to use our five senses to discern a situation and act accordingly.  We “learn” our morals.  As Christians, after accepting Jesus Christ as Savior and receiving the Holy Spirit into our lives we then also have God’s direct guidance into our lives.  The Holy Spirit is God.  He takes up residence in us when we accept His gift of salvation.  When we receive new life from God our intuition is resurrected. 

But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in My name, He will teach you all things, and bring to your remembrance all things that I said to you.  John 14:26   Do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and you are not your own?  I Corinthians 6:19 
If we reduce the function of the Holy Spirit to either intuition or reasoning skills, we are denying that the Holy Spirit truly is the Spirit of God!

What then are people who are thinking in more “New Age” terms meaning when they say they are using their “intuition”? Essentially, they are using the term “intuition” to mean their higher self.  Trusting intuition in this way is a slippery slope.  Opening our minds in this way, we are susceptible to the deception of demonic spirit beings masquerading as angels of light. 

But the natural man does not receive the things of the Spirit of God, for they are foolishness to him; nor can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned
I Corinthians 2:14
To know things in our intuition is what the Bible calls revelation. Revelation is the Holy Spirit enabling a believer to apprehend a particular matter by indicating the reality of it to his spirit. God does not reveal himself via man's reasoning or rationalization.  The Holy Spirit enables our spirit.

So can I be just a "good moral person" and go to heaven?

No. To think that one can be saved as a good moral person is to think that one can be saved apart from the blood of Christ.  New birth is not just a term, nor is it purely a moral alteration but the life of God actually enters our spirit and quickens our intuition. 

Who defines "a good moral person"? In other words, how good is good? Is the standard different for each person? Most likely, in the eyes of the one who has determined for themself that that they are "good moral persons," it is a standard that each  has set for himself. Undoubtedly it has been set at a level that they know they can reach. If God is to determine that which constitutes a "good moral person," we have already failed the test, "for all have sinned, and fall short of the glory of God (Romans 3:23).  

I am a perfect sinner! 

Monday, December 16, 2013

The Stable? Really?

Saturday Benny and I woke up to a knock on the door.  "Your horses are out".  Well, of course, they are.  It's raining and cold and I had plans to drink coffee and read by the fire all morning.  New plan.  I pulled on Benny's number 12 Mucks because I know it's muddy and all I have is my kicks by the back door.  I haven't purchased my own rubber boots yet.  Not sure what I am waiting on.  I do live on a farm now!

I get a bucket of horse feed and start banging it against the fence.  I see Boo Jack and Sally across the road in our neighbor's field.  They both turn and look at me like "what are you doing out here in this weather?"  Sometimes I swear  the way they cock their heads and stare at me causes me to recall a particular one of daddy's looks.

Benny is making his way to the top of the hill to coax them back to the barn.  They seem pretty eager to get back home and into their spot.  I stood there in the mucky manure and dirt looking around.  I walked into the stable where it was dry, but still messy, stepping in manure and being aware of the smell.  I couldn't help but think of Mary and how she must have felt knowing she was about to give birth in a setting similar to this. Growing up in all of the church plays we did, a manger scene was made to look old and shabby with hay sprinkled about.  But boy was that probably an inaccurate replica.

Why would God bring his Son to the world in this setting?  I remember being taught something about "lowly"...  But it hit me.   The stable represents the world.  God put his precious Son (my Savior) in this mucky, smelly, sin infested place and what better representation than that of a stable.

Follow up -  1/17/2014

I woke up to this surprise.  A beautiful philly conceived in February.  My daddy had hoped Boo Jack would like Sally for a girlfriend.  Hmm!  He was right.  I hope he can see her from Heaven.  She is beautiful.



                                      And now I have her eating out of my hands


Monday, November 25, 2013

Light Bulb Experience

My new endeavor.  I'm not sure what the rules are for blogging.  This is just my thoughts, reflections, ideas, experiences and a creation of a map of the journey.  Hopefully it will serve more of a purpose for my brain health than Sudoku.  And, hopefully it won't bring men with nets and white coats to my door!

Well here goes.
I buried by daddy on July 2nd.  One day before my birthday.  He was 78.  Way too young and way to early too leave me here on this earth without him.  Grief unimaginable!

I wrote these words that day:

             " When I had my children I had a new understanding of how deep my   parents loved me. Losing my daddy gives me a new understanding of how deep my love is for him.

             When I had children, my love for them felt like my heart was living outside my body. Losing my daddy feels like my heart has been ripped from my body."

That heart wrenching pain stayed with me from that early morning the greatest man I ever knew took his last breath until just a few days ago.  You know, a defining moment when you "get it"; things you've pondered finally make sense or things you've never given much thought, become paramount.  I call it light bulb moments.

Well, thanks to the grace of God and the sweet Holy Spirit He sent to me; my daddy's words that I can still hear and his actions that are so burned into my being, a much needed "ah ha" (heart light bulb) flooded  from within me. "The Lord is MY Shepherd!   The Good Shepherd."!
The Good Shepherd Statue
The disparaging grief is instantly gone.  Still sad, but not grief stricken.  My new normal.

           
  To be continued...(for the rest of my life)

Johnny Lewis Williamson 4/19/1935 - 6/30/2013