Tunisia, Egypt, Libya, Ivory Cost,..., Wisconsin, Greece, China,...
Socialism, Communism, Fascism, Capitalism, Marxism, Jamahiriya, Democracy,...
None of these works, and none will ever work.
I don't feel like waiting for the Lord to speak louder than this.
We are not even meant to have borders! Let alone cities!
All these scheming started with a man in a distant past: Cain.
He was the first to build a city, and with Nimrod his son, more development;
More divisions: languages, nations, borders, kingdoms, wars, armies,....
Now, I am going to start pulling out slowly.
I am going to get out this world like Lot getting out Sodom
It is better to wonder like Abraham
Only I will try not to accumulate riches....
I will try to be more like birds and flowers. Like Jesus.
They are healthier than men, and better clothed!...Happier!
As I follow Jesus, I am sure I will be on the way (back) to Paradise.
If I pass through Gethsemane, I will know I have one more major stop.
If I pass through Golgotha, I will have made it.
Great adventure, but really worth it!
Otherwise, I may not even end up like the Good Thief.
We have been trying to build paradise on earth for ages, but we don't even need to.
It is here. In the heart.
And the only door to it is called: Golgotha: Dying to self!
Matthew 6:24-34:
Jesus said to his disciples: ‘No one can be the slave of two masters: he will either hate the first and love the second, or treat the first with respect and the second with scorn. You cannot be the slave both of God and of money.
‘That is why I am telling you not to worry about your life and what you are to eat, nor about your body and how you are to clothe it. Surely life means more than food, and the body more than clothing! Look at the birds in the sky. They do not sow or reap or gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are we not worth much more than they are? Can any of you, for all his worrying, add one single cubit to his span of life? And why worry about clothing? Think of the flowers growing in the fields; they never have to work or spin; yet I assure you that not even Solomon in all his regalia was robed like one of these. Now if that is how God clothes the grass in the field which is there today and thrown into the furnace tomorrow, will he not much more look after you, you men of little faith? So do not worry; do not say, “What are we to eat? What are we to drink? How are we to be clothed?” It is the pagans who set their hearts on all these things. Your heavenly Father knows you need them all. Set your hearts on his kingdom first, and on his righteousness, and all these other things will be given you as well. So do not worry about tomorrow: tomorrow will take care of itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.’
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