A Time for War and A Time for Peace (Bible Verse Reference)

          This is a very controversial subject among Christians, and it appears I opened a can of worms with my last post, "We Are the Dead."

          Please take note of my words here at the beginning: I don't believe in starting war; I believe in peace and promoting peace above all things. Peace pacts are just a paper, however, and no matter what you say, evil will still come to those seeking revenge, power, etc. (Modern examples, e.g. Russia over Ukraine, ISIS).

          As I said in an earlier comment, Jesus does not condone war, but neither does he condemn it; which is why, by the way, that we have to go to war when the government calls us - we are to obey the authority, so long as it doesn't interfere with God's commands (Romans 13:1-2, Acts 5: 29), which war and fighting is not a part of.

          If he would be completely against war, surely he would not have praised the centurion for such great faith (Matthew 8:10), surely he would not have used war as a metaphor when speaking about the Christian life (I. Timothy 6:12, Ephesians 6:13, II. Corinthians 10:4). What about the battle of Armageddon (Revelations 16:16)? - surely, if God condemns war so much, then there would be no last battle. To say the least, Jesus is constantly warring with Satan so that we do not come to harm (Deuteronomy 20:4, Psalm 138:7, Isaiah 42:13) - what is this called; sparring?

          If someone curses in my presence, I will tell them that I do not wish to hear them; if I find someone being beaten to death, I will definitely try and intervene - would you say that I shouldn't be defending this person? Or wickedness? Or evil? How are we to stop it if we tolerate it?

       
          Finally last, but not least, anyone who says that Jesus never resorted to violence should take a look at Matthew 21:12 again. 

Yellow, to Orange, to Green, to Blue, to...

Brown!

Judo Girl and Chemistry

Cute sister. :)

In this experiment, we added some drops of food colouring to the milk. Then we added a bit of dish soap. Because milk is both polar (the water part) and nonpolar (the fat part), the dye showed how the milk was both attracted and repelled by the soap.

This picture and above: October 12, 2016



My 12-year-old sister arranged these mums.

They're lovely, aren't they?

This picture and above: September 30, 2016

This picture and above: September 28, 2016

This picture and above: September 26, 2016

This picture: September 24, 2016

Acting silly

This picture and above: September 23, 2016

Something spooked her.

This picture and above: September 22, 2016

Blog "Birthday"

     Now, I am not much into this thing called "blog birthday," but I came across this verse on the 4th Sunday after Epiphany: "But the men marvelled saying, What manner of a man is this, that even the winds and the sea obey him" (Matthew 8: 27). 

     I am curious to see who reads this blog, and I would love to read what you think Jesus is (feel free to type as much as you think)

 

. Please don't be shy about typing your first name, either.

 I'll start it off:

Jessica

Jesus is the highest, yet the humblest.

I have found a verse ...

that seems to fit very well with on of my previous posts, "The [Great] Scientific Debate." I have added it to that post, as well.

 



He hath made everything beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.

Ecclesiastes 3:11


We will never gain the full knowledge of how everything works in this world, due to Adam and Eve's initial falling out with God. Their clouded judgment was passed down to us, and we will never be close to God as long as we are on this earth.

     Love is trying to destroy an allure so that someone lost will return.
     The battle begins: the Word, nightly prayer, destroying Satan's illusions in music and lifestyle, driving away temptations, shutting down, forcing it away... away... away, blocking it, trying hard to rise mightier for conviction. Indeed, anything that pulls that someone away - DESTROY!



     Anyone who has lost a sibling or child to the world may understand the feeling of loss, the broken family bond, the sorrow that Satan has come between, the hurt and avoidance towards the hurt which is mistaken for contempt, the feeling of failure (as a parent), and you often wonder what went on in the minds of the lost.

    


     As I have been sorting and cleaning through stuff, I have come across former treasures of some "long-lost" and loved siblings. And perhaps it was wrong, somehow, but I read through some of their writings - their private sorrows and griefs. I began to understand, to love them more. Yes, I knew that two of three abandoned kittens died after respiratory illnesses, but little did I know the pain, the despair, the anguish that the death of those little kittens caused to someone who cared solely and completely for them.




     I saw that feelings of inadequacy ruled and was shocked to know that they had the same feelings that I had had at one point in time. Yet, just as no one had ever guessed of me, neither would I have guessed the same of them. It was only through the help of a friend that I began to see that I was loved, even though it was not shown in emotional terms. I began to understand how the inadequate feelings resulted in turning to the world where there seemed to be a purpose - an uncommonly strong thread of physical love, an illusion created by the world.





     From then on, I could only feel love. Love to those who felt there was none, and love towards those who gave (give), but felt (feel) worthless. And I realized that even the most outwardly splendid personalities, have many moments of insecurity and worthlessness.




     My mission is showing itself. Trying to instill thoughts of good towards others, instead of believing all are out to hurt you (and therefore, giving the means to justify your actions) in younger siblings. Trying to be a role model. Battling through prayer that those may see the error of their ways.



     And finally, I have gone on a war of words. I must undermine and destroy the allurements that are causing lost ones to stray further and further from the narrow way. Every single piece of deviltry is picked away in righteously angry words - carefully thought out and meticulously recorded.


     Satan cannot win!!

 

     How to combat low self-esteem: Always be willing to bolster other people's moments. It will make you feel better that you did something positive. It works for me and makes me a better person to think of others.

 

     How to forget about suicide: Remember that you are loved. Even if someone may not show it, you are loved. Remind yourself that killing yourself is sin, and that you will end up in hell if you do it, even if you have lived your whole life as a true Christian. What put a stop to my thinking about it as well was to remind myself that I am just too chicken to even do it.

Today...

I may have fallen in love with panoramas.

 

 

I took a little sideroad, which I realized was a grave mistake (wet, puddly gravel road - my car decided on traction control, and I almost slipped out once or twice!),

but I caught this gorgeous thunder-and-lightning cloud above me.