How can the leaders not see the negative effect their teachings have on the people?
No matter how they word their presentations, the attention of the people under them is set on them not on God. Behold! The prophesied Great Fallen Away!
Back and forth, to and fro the people go. That coveted pot of spiritual gold at the end of the rainbow of our lofty imaginings about a deity beyond the human conception.
Deliver me my Father from any notion I could have of setting myself up as a teacher! Perhaps, O my Father, perhaps the reminder of the many years I sat, mesmerized by such teachings & teachers.
- The many years I spent in awe of my teachers not for one instant realizing I was placing them not You in the altar of my heart.
This is not so with this new breed of writers making money and making no bones about it. Doing a good deed by enabling people to get off the poverty line.
That is nothing like using the Good News or the Gospel of our Messiah to prop ourselves up.
I know—they do not realize what they are doing. That is some of them have good intentions. Others? Shamefully shysters! Disgusting!
Honestly? That has been my fear until now. I was trying to sell the Good News of our Messiah, but! I was appalled at the possibility of succeeding and becoming one more of them. Father knows that.
Father leads me by letting me experience the ugly part of my human nature. Then? He exposes my distasteful hypocrisy.
- He convicts me. I fall on my face. He lifts me up! And up! So here I am. Free from selling the priceless treasure that cannot be sold for all the gold in the world.
Thanks, my Father! It just came to me, Who, in the world would like to live my kind of life? Hahaha! Glamour? Luxury? Money? Prestige? What is that? Instead, physically? Ha! From my looks to my moods? No way! Most all stay clear of my bay.
Me? Go and stay away forever and a day! Don’t want to bother with the likes of dislikes.
Yes, I need money to plant to feed many for the troubled times coming, but! For the sake of glamour, luxury, money, and prestige?
What would I want something inferior to the privilege of living in Your Presence, O my Father?