They always seems like a bunch of lawyers arguing the details of a law, the meaning of the words, the language, the spelling, the dictionaries, the references, the sources...arguing and arguing.
Same stuff, over and over again. Iron rods refusing to bend. Each one right, the other one wrong.
Weird thing is, I'd no sooner open a door to one of those discussions and I’d be sucked in to their whirlpooling circular arguments, each swirling down and around while reaching for the highest authority on the highest authority, and each arguing that they have the Holy Spirit interpreting the Law for them.
I think it’s kinda funny or funny sad and/or sadly ironic to argue the letter of the law like that, since it seems to cancel out the Spirit behind it.
Then, to claim it’s the Spirit making them argue? Lol…it’s just too much.
And damned if I don’t get sucked in too, and then definitely am once I do!
Huh...never knew that about my "self" until I saw it (my self) in action.
Thankfully, I think I finally realized that I’m not a lawyer and don’t like arguing The Law like that, especially not about who best knows Daddy's meaning of “is”.
Then, it hit me. This is exactly the same thing happening on a grand scale in the politics and national dialog of our nation and every other.
We love our own letter of the law and we join and pit one group against the other arguing the meaning of “is” so hard that the spirit that gave “is” meaning is lost.
Then that spirit is replaced by something altogether different, the demon spirit of "The Arguer" bearing some bitter fruit.
Someone with both vision and discernment told me that if you’re quiet, you can hear satan’s laughter in these discussions.
And if you look up, you’ll see Jesus weeping as the arguments cut him again and again, His blood staining His robe all over again, just as when He walked as a man.
That’s an awareness way higher than my energy level and spiritual paygrade, but I’d like to work for my promotion, so it’s back on the trail for this seeking hiker.
I guess I should have said:
"Someone with both vision and discernment told me that if you’re quiet inside, you can hear Satan’s laughter playing like a soundtrack throughout these discussions.Embarrassing. Sorry about that. A life-damaged, poorly-tuned receiver with dirty lenses, that’s me, both before and still after I set out to hike the path of the Christian seeker.And, if you look up, you’ll see Jesus weeping as the arguers cut Him again and again, just as when He walked among us as a man, His robes stained red with His Blood, just like in the past."
Some amazing views on this side of the hill. Wow!