I have recently come to the understanding that Self is the opaque veil that hides the Face of YHVH from us. It can be removed only in spiritual experience, never by mere instruction. Instruction only is, as well, trying to instruct leprosy or some infectious disease out of our system. There must be a work of Yeshua in us before we are free. We must bring our sins to the Father for judgment. We must prepare ourselves for an ordeal of suffering in some measure like that through which our Saviour did for us on the way to die on the cross. Many do not think of the true pain that Yeshua suffered long before being hung on the cross/stake.
When we talk of the removing of the veil we are speaking of a figure, and the thought of it is a poetical justice, almost pleasant; but in reality there is nothing pleasant about it. In human experience that veil is made of a spiritual tissue; it is composed of the finely sensitive perception of which our whole beings consist, and to touch it is to touch us where we feel pain.
To tear it away is to injure us, to hurt us and make us bleed. To say otherwise, is to make Yeshua and His death no death at all. It is never fun to die. To rip through the dear and tender stuff of which life is made can never be anything but deeply painful. Yet that is what the crucifixion did to Yeshua and it is the same thing that it would do to every man to set him free.
To begin tinkering with our inner life in hope of removing the veil. YHVH must do everything for us. Our part is to yield and trust. We must confess, forsake, refute the self-life, and then reckon it to be crucified. But we must be careful to distinguish lazy ‘acceptance’ from the real work of YHVH. We must insist upon the work being done. We dare not rest content with a neat doctrine of self-crucifixion. That is to imitate and spare the best of the sheep and the oxen.
We must insist that the work be done in very truth and it will be done. The road to the cross is rough, and it is deadly, but it is effective. It does not keep its victim hanging there forever. There comes a moment when its work is finished and the suffering victim dies. After that is resurrection glory and power, and the pain is forgotten for joy that the veil is taken away and we have entered in actual spiritual experience the Presence of our living YHVH…
“I think we do not attach sufficient importance to the restoration of the Jews. We do not think enough of it. But certainly, if there is anything promised in the Bible it is this. I imagine that you cannot read the Bible without seeing clearly that there is to be an actual restoration of the children of Israel…May that happy day soon come!”
–Charles Spurgeon (1834-1892)
A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.
Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.
In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, “Tell me what do you see?”
“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.
She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft.She then asked her to take an egg and break it.
After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.
Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma. The granddaughter then asked. “What’s the point,grandmother?”
Her grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity–boiling water–but each reacted differently.
The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.
The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water.
“Which are you?” she asked her granddaughter.
“When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?”
Think of this: Which am I?
Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?
Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff?
Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?
Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.
When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate to another level?
I love this post Mike, it’s so great to meet men that I consider very loving and caring, much like my husband. I reblogged this and I also posted it on my fb wall here: http://www.facebook.com/kingskreation thank you for who you are~
Originally posted on Mike Graczyk:
You probably don’t think I’m a girl. I’m not. I have a thick beard and a deep voice perfect for parodying the movie trailer guys. Without a shadow of a doubt, you would look at me and think I’m a man–because I am.
But I have a different opinion than some stereotypical pile of adjectives as to what it means to be a man.
Real men cry. They feel. They get lost in the scope of new ideas. They reflect upon their surroundings. They love Jesus. They treat other men as fellow brothers and women as sisters. They are compassionate with steady hands and a fixed yet reflective gaze toward the future. They use their strength for good and not evil. They adjust the spotlight off themselves when necessary. They are not pillars under the portico but spokes in a wheel where harmony and cooperation make that wheel turn.
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“And the peace of God, which passes all understanding,
will guard your hearts and your minds in Yeshua.” Philippians 4:7
In other words, Paul says,
when you have been cultivating joy in your heart,
joy in the LORD, joy that’s not derived from your circumstances
but joy which is derived from the gospel grace that Yahweh has shown to you through Yeshua/Jesus
when you have been seeking to live in gentleness and reasonableness with your brothers and sisters in Yeshua, when you have…instead of worrying 24/7…you have been entrusting yourself to Him to provide for your needs, and then in your time of need,
in your hour of quandary and trial, here is what I’m going to do.
I am going to give you a Peace BEYOND YOUR Comprehension,
so that when everything in your circumstance is screaming to you…
You will have a hope in you that you don’t know where it came from.
Can YOU Imagine!!!
That is so HUGE!
And when you are in poverty and the things that you want the most seem to have been denied to you
It might not be about finances.
It might be the poverty of friendship.
You may be in isolation.
You may be in a state of alienation.
and YHVH says