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Monday, August 18, 2014


Putting young scamps together is a recipe for trouble. It comes with a guarantee for they always do what scamps will do.  

I think the definition;  “A mischievous rascal,  perhaps roguish person, especially a playful, impish youngster,” sums it up pretty well.  Having earned my Scamp badge at a young age I felt it was my duty to practice scamp-e-ness.  

Something that came to mind was an event that occurred at the age of nine. We boys spent a lot of time at a vacant lot and one day someone had moved a cabin cruiser onto the lot. It was in very bad shape, I know that because we inspected it. It was leaning over on it's side somewhat and not really supported. We claimed it as ours to use and it became our hangout.  

Then one day we discovered a drunk sitting near the boat and he was repeatedly mumbling what we finally figured out was "trying to go to sleep and trying to stay awake" over and over. It was obvious that we were duty bound to have some fun with him.  

Being near a fire station a siren went off and we told the drunk the police was going to arrest him and he should get in the boat and hide. After helping him get in the boat he laid down in the bottom.
For some reason this didn't satisfy our scamp-e-ness and since there was a hose and faucet near by we proceeded to fill the boat with water. As it began to fill we shouted that the boat was sinking, the drunk struggled to leave the sinking craft and about that time we decided it was time to leave.

It was our daily fare to try to find some devilment to get in to and most of the time we were successful.
As I got older this foolishness began to ebb but when I got saved part of my deliverance was this driving force of scamp-e-ness left me along with many other things which I won't mention.

The power of GOD unto salvation has the most amazing changing power.

When I was full of it, I considered myself to be righteous because I never deliberately tried to harm anyone (outside of a few scuffles). But then I found that all my righteousness was as filthy rags before GOD.  I still stand in awe at the change that occurs when a person is truly born anew.

The one thing that concerns me is that I may not be experiencing everything God did for me. That I might be, in some way falling short of the glory of God.

If anyone knew GOD it was Paul the Apostle and he said; Philippians 3:12 Not that I have already obtained, or am already made perfect: but I press on, if so be that I may lay hold on that for which also I was laid hold on by Christ Jesus.


Philippians 3:9-10 and be found in him, not having a righteousness of mine own, even that which is of the law, but that which is through faith in Christ, the righteousness which is from God by faith: that I may know him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, becoming conformed unto his death.

This old hymn Higher Ground says it so well - -  
I’m pressing on the upward way, New heights I’m gaining every day;
Still praying as I’m onward bound, “Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.” .

Lord, lift me up and let me stand, By faith, on Heaven’s tableland,
A higher plane than I have found; Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.
My heart has no desire to stay,
Where doubts arise and fears dismay;
Though some may dwell where those abound,
My prayer, my aim, is higher ground.
I want to live above the world,
Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
For faith has caught the joyful sound,
The song of saints on higher ground.
I want to scale the utmost height
 And catch a gleam of glory bright;
But still I’ll pray till heav’n I’ve found,
“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”

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Monday, August 11, 2014



As a boy since there was no TV and I went to the movies a lot.  Sometimes there would be an older man with a younger woman hanging on to him.  She would be dressed in furs and jewels and she called him her “Sugar daddy.”

All she had to do was ask and she would receive. There could be a circumstance where she might go to far and her conduct wouldn't be kosher and the request would be denied, but for the most part she would prevail.

Her standing with Sugar Daddy gave her certain rights and the promises he made was her guarantee she could ask and receive.  
All was required of her was to provide certain services and believe ole sugar would give it up and she would get it.

Today there are many websites that advertise for both men and women to sign up to meet sugar daddies or sugar mommies for the same type of relationship as in the pictures I saw as a boy.  
These websites are little more than pimping services where the participants prostitute themselves because of greed.

Some preaching and teaching I have heard leads me to believe that we are getting close to thinking that GOD is our Sugar Daddy.

The approach used, is to build a case against GOD whereby HE must fulfill our request or violate HIS written word.  It is as if the way to get GOD to service their greed is build a case against HIM where HE must obey their slightest whim.  They play the old ask and I must receive or else game.

People who prostitute themselves to lust and greed readily latch on to this kind of thinking for it gives them (in their mind) a power and control over GOD.  No matter how proficient they have become in framing their message it reeks with an inordinate desire to acquire or possess more than one needs or deserves, especially with respect to material wealth.

The same scriptures that was designed to cause Christians be in awe of our creator can be twisted to bring us to the point of thinking like Satan did when he decided to ascend and become the highest and rule over GOD.

The Miranda rights state something to the effect anything you say can be used against you and this is the tactic utilized when GOD’S word is used to try to force HIM to answer their requests. Trying to brainwash your mind with scripture can convince your mind of what it wants to believe, but true faith is not of the mind but of the spirit.  

Only one who has experienced the difference can understand this.  This convoluted form of teaching goes over the line and doesn’t allow GOD to be GOD but demotes HIM to become “OUR SUGAR DADDY!”   

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Monday, August 4, 2014


Unwanted - Not Loved

I don't know why I wasn't loved.
I don't think I was a bad person.
I would give anything to know why...

My mother couldn't love me
Perhaps I was an inconvenience
Or demanded too much of her

My father said; get rid if "It," the "It" was me
My life was too short, only three months I was doing fine
But one day someone hurt me, a moment later I was gone

I tried to cry out but my voice couldn't be heard
All I really know is, I died from the lack of love

I wasn't loved from the time I was conceived nor while I lived
And not even a decent funeral when I lost my life
All that remains of me is a bad memory, an "It" that wasn't loved

Now there is no picture of me to be hung on the wall
It was as if I never existed at all


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