We want so badly to see this thing called "The Church" now, but my
opinion (for what it's worth) is that the fully operational fellowship
meetings we yearn for have not yet been restored to this earth.
I have had a foretaste here and there. The Lord has taken me numerous
places that did not match my idea in the least of where He should be
leading and has used them all to equip me. Still no obvious "church
life" in sight. I have been to many places claiming they are "it".
Guess what? They were NOT "it". :) Now, I'll grant you, it could have
just been my hypercritical mind that made them not "it," but I went to
the Lord about this and He seems to have confirmed that they were not
"it" by the fact that He never removed His blessings from me but kept
leading.
As yet, I do not have the last word on this, but I suspect that the
true Church is as much spiritually discerned as anything else you can
visually identify like a meeting hall or a "steeple house". Pray for a
desperate heart and a humble spirit. God cannot resist meeting one who
cries out to Him. He is tickled to pieces to pour Himself out into a
person of humility. Never fear the present times that try you so.
Simply allow Him to work, and He will make all things right in His own
time. In the meantime, do what you are doing now. You are seeking, you
are asking, and you are sharing with other seeking ones.
"Though I agree the house is a better place to fellowship than a
commercial
facility, I don't believe that we restored the church by meeting in a
house.
It is still a heart issue. Brokenness and humility is the result of one
accepting the dealing of God in bringing them to the place of being
empty so
that He can fill us."
I used to go to church to be filled. I really felt that I needed to go
(and it is taught this way), but somehow there came a shift. It got so
I would go to church and then I couldn't wait to get away so I could be
filled. I used to go to the meetings, and it got to where I would sit
15 minutes, then 10 and finally only 5 minutes before I would feel
restless. I could not stand it any longer but would feel the pressure
to bolt and go pray. I thought something was wrong with me for a long
time. In the end, I was taking my children to church because it was the
"right thing to do" but I was sitting outside on the step reading my
Bible and praying in order to touch God. Now I look back and see the
obvious insanity of such a position!
When you are really desperate, church becomes a shadow. The desperate
heart does not care whether God answers in a building or in a trash
heap. It does not care if God answers from a pulpit or from the mouth
of a donkey. It cannot rest until it finds the face of God. An inactive
prayer life is never a challenge for the desperate heart.
"We want people to gather around our
understanding and hold them captive to our teaching. But God is
interested
in building on the revelation of His Son and the cross ..."
You are right. We do this in all sincerity. We feel we have got to
control something because we think we know how things ought to go. We
become like the Pharisees who traverse land and sea to make one
proselyte and, having made him, turn him into twice the child of hell
as themselves (in principle, you understand). What God has taught us
in the spirit, we want to teach to men's minds. We accidentally make
disciples who resemble us instead of Christ. The only recommendation I
make any longer is to turn people to Christ and hope the heart is
sufficiently desperate. No one comes unless the Father draws him. When
will we learn this?
"Though I taught on the cross for 40 + years, I never understood the
cross until this past year"
You are not alone here. Jesus touched a blind man once and asked him,
"What do you see?" The man said, "I see men walking around like trees."
Jesus touched him again and his sight was complete. You had a second
touch.
" I get excited about being dead, because resurrection is on the other
side of
death." Amen to this.
About teaching--go to the Lord and inquire of him what to do. I don't
want to say nay, because teaching is scriptural to some degree. There
is so much out there, though... Some of us have been in email groups
where one shares and then another and another, but it is the Holy
Spirit who opens up amazing revelation in the process---there are so
many ways he works.
You are right. The Cross is everything. Without it, there is no
beginning, middle or end to the gospel. I cannot tell you what to
share, but I feel constrained mostly to just pray for people nowadays
that God will open their eyes and give them sight.
Kat
Dying to self Part 1
I want to begin by talking about some of the misconception of “dying to self” and a practical understanding. We will then proceed to look at it from the scriptures.
For years I heard this statement “Andy you must die in that situation.” It was always a situation that was already beyond my faith and ability. I then saw dying as part of the anguish and pain. “I just had to die….” I must admit I never received any comfort in those words nor did I understand it as a solution. I was dying because of the problem and now I must die in some mystical way which I really didn’t understand.
I went this way for 40 years. I would get into these horrendous trials weeping and struggling without any solution. I couldn’t figure out where God was at in all this. I tried to have faith and struggled to get the victory. Every once in a while I would make some progress only to face another trial. It seemed the more I tried to do good, the worse it seemed to go. “Was God against me going on?”
I tried hundreds of methods: standing on scripture, claiming victory, embracing the suffering, praising Him during the trial and even counting it all joy to fall into many different kinds of trials.
The early seeds of the cross
Early in my walk I had an experience with a trial. I was at Penn State University and just took a test that I was convinced I had failed. While driving home from school I could hear swearing and cursing all around me. I was depressed and the Devil was laughing at me for being so old and being in school (I was 27 at the time).
I got home and latter went up to my bedroom. I knelt at my bed and told the Lord that now I wanted to tell Him that I loved Him. Now that it seemed my education was going in the wrong direction, I wanted him to know that I loved Him.
At that moment God gave me a vision, this is a struggle for me to explain this. Did my eyes see this? No! But I must say that my brain saw it as clear as though my eyes were seeing it. It was as though God bypassed my eyes and sent the signal directly to my brain. This was no imagination, it was as clear as though I was physically seeing it and was being played out in my mind. Obviously there would have been no local background that could had been seen by my eyes to reveal this vision.
I saw myself kneeling at the cross. My forehead was touching the ground and the top of my head was touching the foot of the cross. It was at that corner where the cross and the ground meet. It was as though God was permitting me to see myself through the eyes of a camera. Then as a camera leaves one scene and spans to another, the scene moved to a large valley about 300 yards down from the cross. There I saw thousands of people gather in a valley below where I was. I saw a person in the center healing the sick and casting out demons. I heard and saw people calling and directing him to this one and that one. I couldn’t understand what this was all about. Then the camera seemed to zoom closer to the person at the center. I knew it was Jesus. It zoomed closer and closer and closer. I could now hear the voices. Then I heard a voice coming from the crowd, “Andy come over here.” The person turned and I saw his face…. It was me. “What?” Then the camera quickly turned back up the hill at the cross, and there I was hanging on the cross…. I was dead. Then the voice said to me, “If you will do this, I will greatly use you.”
That was about 40 years ago.
Many things in-between time pieced that experience into different parts. One time when I lost all hope, Jesus showed me He was my hope. Another time I had no strength, Jesus showed me He was my strength. When I suffered from depressing, He showed me that He was my peace. In each case he had me turn from what I was experiencing to what He was. My life was in reality to be lived out in His.
Often I would ask Jesus if He was depressed and then live on the basis of His peace. I did that with hope, strength, faith, and every force that came against me. Jesus in some vague way became my life.
There was yet one connection that would tie it all together, the reality of my being (past tense) dead.
At the age of 61 I had to find a job, I went through dozens of interviews and sent out 100’s of applications. I tried out a few jobs and they were all promises without any substance. We had no money for food and ran our charge card up to 35,000 dollars. My two girls needed clothes and transportation. They cried the more and I died in pain the more. I finally found a job that takes up about 10-12 hours of my day. My social security check is not enough to pay the bills. Cars were breaking down one after another. It seemed one situation kept hitting one after another. I would take them to Jesus and walk in victory… but still something was missing. There was something that was not connecting all these events. Then one day it came, I got a letter from the county telling me that I owed them 50,000 dollars in back taxes. I did not have the money and didn’t want to lose my home.
I was angry at the devil and now it was time to end his life in my life. The only way that could happen would for me to be dead.
I just got done eating and the news just stopped my stomach from its normal digestive process. I went into my bedroom filled with fear and discouragement. I had no faith and no hope; this appeared to be the final victory for Satan. But it wasn’t, it was his end.
I lay in bed and said these words, “Satan it is over, I am finished. I have no life, I am dead. You are threatening a dead man. It matters little if this dead man does not have the victory, does not have peace or faith… he is finished. “I” am not trying to have the victory any more. “I” am not trying to have faith any more. “I” am dead. My opinions don’t mean anything any more. Nothing that you feel, nothing that you can do means anything anymore. You are dead and I am not listening to you any more. I will recognize myself dead and incapable in dealing with this problem. I don’t care if “you” never get the victory or have faith. There is no good thing in you and you are dead. I refuse to lift myself up by my boot straps and try to have victory. I am crucified with Christ… and Christ lives in me and the life that I am going to be living from now on is by His life of faith and hope. Satan you are trying to draw attention to a dead man and now I see it. Satan you want me to live by “me” and the “me” is dead. It is over for you… I am dead. I am not going to give my life mouth to mouth resuscitation to keep it alive.
I am not going to lift the casket lid to see how the dead man is doing. I am not going ask him how he feels or if he has the victory… he is finished. He is dead and a dead person has nothing to do in this life except to be buried. Today I am recognizing what Jesus did with my self-life; He crucified it 2000 years ago. I am not trying to die… I am already dead. I refuse to live any longer by the facts of my sense life, I am living by the fact of what Jesus did on the cross: He provided me with the apility to put you to death and provided me to sit with Him in heavenly places IN Christ Jesus. I will stay here until Jesus decides what He wants to do in this situation. He is the Lord of all.”
I must say I felt no change, not burst of faith or victory. I wept and could “feel” the pain in my stomach. The next morning I was clothed in power. A resurrected life entered me. It lifted me into victory and a freedom from sin. I had a presence I never felt in my life. For 2 months I walked in a power and presence I never experienced.
Then the Lord showed me that I would have to walk this revelation out. Again when areas in my life where Satan had gotten a foot hold came up, I reestablished that I died when Jesus died. My feelings went nuts. It seemed ridiculous to believe I was dead. The cross is foolishness to the carnal mind. The flesh wars against the Spirit. The flesh wants to keep the flesh alive and at the center of every situation. It wants to set up its kingdom in my life. But it is dead. Jesus death was a fact, and so was mine. I am not dying, I am dead. I am not trying to make myself dead; Jesus already put it to death. I must live by the fact of the cross and my death.
He that is dead is free.
Before we get into the scriptures of mostly Romans, I want you to see it first from a practical point, so when we get into the scriptures it isn’t some pie in the sky kind of thing.
Once you see it in scriptures, it is glorious. You don’t have to worry about you any more!
I would strongly recommend that you go to this site below and listen to watchman nee on the subject. I found it later and was absolutely excited and assured I was on the right path.
http://69.44.157.77/sermons/SID0254.mp3
Andy
Kat
hotmail wrote:
> Dying to self Part 1
>
> I want to begin by talking about some of the misconception of "dying to self" and a practical understanding. We will then proceed to look at it from the scriptures.
>
> For years I heard this statement "Andy you must die in that situation." It was always a situation that was already beyond my faith and ability. I then saw dying as part of the anguish and pain. "I just had to die.." I must admit I never received any comfort in those words nor did I understand it as a solution. I was dying because of the problem and now I must die in some mystical way which I really didn't understand.
>
> I went this way for 40 years. I would get into these horrendous trials weeping and struggling without any solution. I couldn't figure out where God was at in all this. I tried to have faith and struggled to get the victory. Every once in a while I would make some progress only to face another trial. It seemed the more I tried to do good, the worse it seemed to go. "Was God against me going on?"
>
> I tried hundreds of methods: standing on scripture, claiming victory, embracing the suffering, praising Him during the trial and even counting it all joy to fall into many different kinds of trials.
>
>
>
> The early seeds of the cross
>
> Early in my walk I had an experience with a trial. I was at Penn State University and just took a test that I was convinced I had failed. While driving home from school I could hear swearing and cursing all around me. I was depressed and the Devil was laughing at me for being so old and being in school (I was 27 at the time).
>
> I got home and latter went up to my bedroom. I knelt at my bed and told the Lord that now I wanted to tell Him that I loved Him. Now that it seemed my education was going in the wrong direction, I wanted him to know that I loved Him.
>
> At that moment God gave me a vision, this is a struggle for me to explain this. Did my eyes see this? No! But I must say that my brain saw it as clear as though my eyes were seeing it. It was as though God bypassed my eyes and sent the signal directly to my brain. This was no imagination, it was as clear as though I was physically seeing it and was being played out in my mind. Obviously there would have been no local background that could had been seen by my eyes to reveal this vision.
>
> I saw myself kneeling at the cross. My forehead was touching the ground and the top of my head was touching the foot of the cross. It was at that corner where the cross and the ground meet. It was as though God was permitting me to see myself through the eyes of a camera. Then as a camera leaves one scene and spans to another, the scene moved to a large valley about 300 yards down from the cross. There I saw thousands of people gather in a valley below where I was. I saw a person in the center healing the sick and casting out demons. I heard and saw people calling and directing him to this one and that one. I couldn't understand what this was all about. Then the camera seemed to zoom closer to the person at the center. I knew it was Jesus. It zoomed closer and closer and closer. I could now hear the voices. Then I heard a voice coming from the crowd, "Andy come over here." The person turned and I saw his face.. It was me. "What?" Then the camera quickly turned back up the hill at the cross, and there I was hanging on the cross.. I was dead. Then the voice said to me, "If you will do this, I will greatly use you."
>
> That was about 40 years ago.
>
> Many things in-between time pieced that experience into different parts. One time when I lost all hope, Jesus showed me He was my hope. Another time I had no strength, Jesus showed me He was my strength. When I suffered from depressing, He showed me that He was my peace. In each case he had me turn from what I was experiencing to what He was. My life was in reality to be lived out in His.
>
> Often I would ask Jesus if He was depressed and then live on the basis of His peace. I did that with hope, strength, faith, and every force that came against me. Jesus in some vague way became my life.
>
> There was yet one connection that would tie it all together, the reality of my being (past tense) dead.
>
> At the age of 61 I had to find a job, I went through dozens of interviews and sent out 100's of applications. I tried out a few jobs and they were all promises without any substance. We had no money for food and ran our charge card up to 35,000 dollars. My two girls needed clothes and transportation. They cried the more and I died in pain the more. I finally found a job that takes up about 10-12 hours of my day. My social security check is not enough to pay the bills. Cars were breaking down one after another. It seemed one situation kept hitting one after another. I would take them to Jesus and walk in victory. but still something was missing. There was something that was not connecting all these events. Then one day it came, I got a letter from the county telling me that I owed them 50,000 dollars in back taxes. I did not have the money and didn't want to lose my home.
>
> I was angry at the devil and now it was time to end his life in my life. The only way that could happen would for me to be dead.
>
> I just got done eating and the news just stopped my stomach from its normal digestive process. I went into my bedroom filled with fear and discouragement. I had no faith and no hope; this appeared to be the final victory for Satan. But it wasn't, it was his end.
>
> I lay in bed and said these words, "Satan it is over, I am finished. I have no life, I am dead. You are threatening a dead man. It matters little if this dead man does not have the victory, does not have peace or faith. he is finished. "I" am not trying to have the victory any more. "I" am not trying to have faith any more. "I" am dead. My opinions don't mean anything any more. Nothing that you feel, nothing that you can do means anything anymore. You are dead and I am not listening to you any more. I will recognize myself dead and incapable in dealing with this problem. I don't care if "you" never get the victory or have faith. There is no good thing in you and you are dead. I refuse to lift myself up by my boot straps and try to have victory. I am crucified with Christ. and Christ lives in me and the life that I am going to be living from now on is by His life of faith and hope. Satan you are trying to draw attention to a dead man and now I see it. Satan you want me to live by "me" and the "me" is dead. It is over for you. I am dead. I am not going to give my life mouth to mouth resuscitation to keep it alive.
>
> I am not going to lift the casket lid to see how the dead man is doing. I am not going ask him how he feels or if he has the victory. he is finished. He is dead and a dead person has nothing to do in this life except to be buried. Today I am recognizing what Jesus did with my self-life; He crucified it 2000 years ago. I am not trying to die. I am already dead. I refuse to live any longer by the facts of my sense life, I am living by the fact of what Jesus did on the cross: He provided me with the apility to put you to death and provided me to sit with Him in heavenly places IN Christ Jesus. I will stay here until Jesus decides what He wants to do in this situation. He is the Lord of all."
Kat
Just wanted to thank you for that link to the mystic way papers. I
think most of us can say "Aha" as we recognize many things we 'knew'
but never put together quite as concisely. Much to consider.
Dot
I thank my God upon every rememberance of you, always in every prayer
of mine making request for you all with joy, for your fellowship in the
gospelfrom the first day until now,
being confident of this very thing that he who has begun a good work in
you will complete
it until the day of Jesus Christ. Just as it is right for me to think
this of you all, because I have you in my heart, inasmuch as both in my
chains and in the defense and confirmation of the gospel, you all are
partakers with me of grace... For God is my witness, how greatly I long
for you all with the affection of Jesus Christ.
What came to me after reading this is;
Have I become suspicious of other believer's because of past hurts and
wrongs?
Do I think I know more than others or perhaps have had some greater
revelations
that others don't see?
DO I have a root of bitterness against a brother or sister, if so, have
I removed it or is
it a HUGE tree now?
Do I genuinely care and am I concerned for other's growth or am I like
the world and care
for my needs/family needs only?
Have I washed the feet of the brethren?
Do I treat other believer's like they are God's, whom HE gave his life
for?
Do I turn the other cheek?
DO I talk about other churches(people in the bldg) as tho' I know
something they do not?
Do I realize we are all in different places in the Lord, growing in our
own seasons?
I cannot help to see Paul's agape love and yet I see people who confess
Christ
and have little tolerance and love for their brother's, I check MY life
daily to see that I be in the faith too........
M
Say, I just realized that our responses do not always indicate what we
are responding to. The tree assumes that each response is according to
whatever the last post was. That's very weird. Must be careful to
include complete responses from now on so people can tell what it's in
relation to.
Anyway, glad to be of some encouragement.
Faith is the substance of things HOPED for and the evidence of things
not yet seen... We can have
faith in things we pray for even if
things dont appear to change keep praying and believing, the prayer
answers are not yet seen.
Kat
Kate, who do we miss posting on this site?
Andy
By Andy
Rom 5:10-11, "For if when we were enemies we were reconciled to God through the death of His Son, much more, having been reconciled, we shall be saved by His life. And not only that, but we also rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now received the reconciliation."
Those words "much more”.... Shall be saved by His life. It is more than our hearts can fathom to understand reconciliation. One of the words that define reconciliation is “to restore.” To be brought back to its original condition. I often wonder if we can understand reconciliation on that bases. Nothing but a full reconciliation was provided by His death. A full restoration of everything that Adam possessed in Christ before his fall.
How little we would cow under the weight of trials, tribulation and suffering… yea we would rejoice in them if we saw the reality of His reconciliation. Certainly the trials would be our victory sent by God to accomplish His purpose by His given authority.
Our vision is so small, we scarcely understand having peace during a trial rather than being able to rejoice also. I think we have lost the perspective of restoration and reconciliation. In the earlier part of Chapter five of Romans, Paul speaks of faith and now he speaks of reconciliation granted by His grace.
I think of a young and muscular 6’ 6” man being threatened by a threat coming from a two-year-old boy. How does he deal with the shouts and threats… he laughs! He knows no such person can threaten him. The large man has perspective in the situation. Without His perspective we are small and weak.
Have we been so dominated by our reasoning that we have lost our perspective? Has the world so captivated us that we fail to grasp our new reconciled position in Christ? If reconciliation only restored us to the original position that Adam had before the fall, think of the last part of that verse in Romans, “much more” … shall we be saved by His life. What life was that? It was resurrection life. So not only are we restored to the position held by Adam, but much more we are lifted up in heavenly places in Christ Jesus. Is this not the basis of rejoicing in tribulation? Everything that comes our way cannot threaten us by comparison to our being lifted up in His life. Have we ever looked at our trial and His power at the same time? The comparison is laughable. Is he able?
Is our situation bigger than Him? Did He not permit the trial to show His glory to us who will believe? To the one who will laugh?
The verses given above are granted for us to deal with those things, which our understanding fails to understand. “rejoice in hope of the glory of God. And not only that, but we also glory in tribulations, knowing that tribulation produces perseverance; and perseverance, character; and character, hope. Now hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us.” Rom 5:2-5
This kind of hope is not a future hope that something might happen, but a hope that something is guaranteed and expected to happen. It can’t believe otherwise. It is a sure future occurrence only permitting time to work it out. But what is time to the believer? It is rest and waiting! It is the process worked out to bring us into perfection… like Him.
Have you ever laughed at your situation and understood your position in reconciliation? Did you not understand reconciliation? Have you been so absorbed in the threat of the two-year-old child that you lost your perspective?
Our trials are given to us to be impossible for us to overcome. They are so designed to compel us to relay on His life. All trails can be overwhelming and they are designed to be that by those who have chosen to live by their own strength and understanding… until, the person fully puts their life into His hands.
“Where are you?” was the cry of God in search of the fallen Adam. No such cry from God was heard until Adam fell; God knew where He was. Let me say that God always knows where we are; it is a cry from God to find out if we know where we are.
Only faith can bring us into that victorious relationship. It is a working out in our mind and heart step by step in the Spirit while denying our reason its due. There is a physicalness in walking in the Spirit. For one to go from one place to another they must walk step by step; so it is in the Spirit. In the Spirit we must walk by faith, step by step. We must guard our minds from trusting in its own understand. We must live by the perspective of reconciliation in every trying event. We must embrace our position with Him in resurrected Life. We must hold the course and not focus on our weakness or our defeated expectation of the future.
This is not blind faith, it is a faith based on who we are… we are reconciled to the first Adam, yes even much more; we are saved by His Live. Dare we let go of all those things that try us and let Him handled them by the operation of His life in us?
How else shall we grow outside of faith? How else can we be established outside of reconciliation? Do we truly understand reconciliation? Is it the mark in which we take our stand? Do we lay hold of that which we cannot see, feel or think? Is our life bound to itself? Is that not death?
Life is found when He is our life and we trust in the fullness of His reconciliation. Without Him we can do nothing. But with Him, we can do all things. We must take a new step in this new creation every day and during every trial. Take that step in your mind and heart; let reconciliation be your position in every event and the pathway of your life. Rejoice in reconciliation, it has restored you to His life. Walk in out! We will grow rooted in Him in the depths of His rich soil. What people will see is the Christ in you above ground, but they will not understand your death with Christ below ground.
Our trials our the rain that makes the crops grow even taller, richer and fuller until the day of harvest. Surly the fruit and the gifts and the presence of God are granted to them who walk in such a manor: step by step by faith in the power of His Spirit.
God reconciled us to encourage one another, to give us His courage to go on and believe. It matters little how big the giant or giants. It means nothing how high the walls. It counts for nothing the threat in and through our understanding or feelings; is not reconciliation more than all these? Is not the position of reconciliation in Christ greater than our stand in our fallen nature? Have we not learned yet, that it is ok because of no one else but Him?
Believe this with all your doing and with are your thinking and with all your understanding: Rejoice, we have been reconciled and positioned with Him in heavenly places. We have been “reconciled to God through the death of His Son, much more, having been reconciled, we shall be saved by His life (not ours). And not only that, but we also rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now (right at this very moment) received the reconciliation.”
Be encouraged, its true.