God’s Thoughts to Me
Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to Me and you’ll recover your life … Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you (Matthew 11:28, The Message).
For I have told you often before, and I say it again with tears in my eyes, that there are many whose conduct shows they are really enemies of the cross of Christ. They are headed for destruction (Philippians 3:18-19, NLT).
Around and Around
Upington, South Africa, is the birthplace of the famous actress, Alice Krige. The Kalahari Orange Museum pays tribute to another famous character of this town in the province of the Northern Cape: the donkey.
This gentle, lowly beast has played an enormous role in the development of Upington during the pioneering days of the 19th century. Its humble contribution has been memorialized forever by the Donkey Statue.
I visited this gentle, humble statue only once and was saddened by the fact that this poor creature had to walk around and around in circles, milling at the same mill all day.
I realized that the worthy donkey was doing an honorable job just like when he carried our Lord Jesus so many centuries ago.
But there is another mill that has captured millions of people through the ages, milling around and around in circles with nothing to gain at the end of their lives.
They are mostly deceived and oblivious to the misuse and abuse happening at the hands of the ravenous wolves, not sparing the flock as they dance around to the latest religious tune.
In fact, these poor souls are the slaves of the money-hungry, power-greedy merchants. These merchants of the economy of religion trade in the souls of men and laugh all the way to the bank.
Knowingly or unknowingly, they are pawns on Satan’s chess board and use satanic authority, churchianity and empty promises of health, wealth and prosperity.
They relentlessly flog the poor, unsuspecting folk with whips of religion, creeds, doctrines, thou shalls and thou shall nots until only husks and piles of dead, dry bones remain.
I was one of these donkeys who labored like a slave under the banner of religion. I was completely lost and running around in the most scary maze of all time: religion.
But my Pappa saw my misery, took my hand and safely ushered me out of this labyrinth that was swallowing me alive, by allowing Fibromyalgia to enter my life.
I was cast aside without a second thought or glance by most of my fellow maze dwellers who prefered labouring at this monstrous mill, instead of taking those first baby steps towards the freedom our Lord so dearly paid for.
I couldn’t be on the go-go-go anymore; therefore, I couldn’t contribute to building the slave masters’ spiral stairways reaching to heaven, but I could start building the walls of the new Jerusalem in my heart.
I could join my Beloved in cultivating a beautiful garden, for at long last I was still enough to truly hear His gentle, loving, tender voice inviting me to come to Him.
There still was a desert ahead, but at least I was free and on my way to Canaan, onto the eternal Life and peace of Jesus.
I was so tired of struggling, year in and year out, in a never-ending maze of deceptive lies, going nowhere … very slowly, that my illness was like a refreshing oasis, a well of living water where I truly met our Lord.
But, as I now look at this whole scenario from the outside, I see many disillusioned travellers on this highway to hell through the broad gate of religion, honestly believing they are on the narrow road to heaven.
I see so many travellers lost in a deadly maze of deceptive teachings! The Christian bookshops are filled with book upon book upon book spewing their deadly lies.
I see a religious world joyfully adopting the ways of the world by using the successful methods of advertising for church building, church growth, worship services, etc. etc. etc.
I am crying with Paul as he was pleading with his fellow Jews who blindly trusted their Judaic religion to be right with their Heavenly Father.
I realize why Paul pleaded with the Philippians, again with tears, time and time again as I am doing through my blog.
Earlier this week I have been reading a blog post about how we, as our Pappa’s children, have access to the storehouse in heaven. I think we have all heard of this so-called storehouse filled with all the different kinds of limbs and treasures for our taking! And my heart cried.
A few months ago I read another article on how we should join the school of prophets to learn how to become prophets and prophesy over the lives of others. These schools cost a lot of money. And my heart cried.
Oh, that our Pappa would open all the blind spiritual eyes to see and ears to hear when Jesus stands at the door of our hearts, knocking gently, but never forcing Himself into our lives.
Let us become still enough to hear His gentle voice calling and open our hearts to receive our Pappa’s blessing from Heaven, our Lord Jesus. For He and He alone is the gospel of grace, the priceless Gift from God.
Hugs and blessings XX
Mia
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Mia…This is a wonderful post. Thank you sharing at WJIM. Blessings.
The pleasure is all mine!
Blessings
I’ve been caught on that mill too, Mia. I’m so grateful for the freedom in God’s grace. Sometimes I can easily get caught back up in that grinding. I need reminders like this. Thank you, friend.
Dear Laura
The problem with this mill that causes us to go around and around, is the security and familiarity it offers! But that is sort of faith in what we can see and experience!
Blessings
Mia
I am not against Christian Study books, but I definitely agree with you that hungry people will grab almost anything that promises them to be a prophet or to be prosperous. I also believe that we can limit God, by being too cautious. Yes, so many are wandering in a maze, when they could simply go to the Scriptures and discover what they need. Thank you for sharing at “Tell Me a Story.”
Dear Hazel
I agree. We have excellent Bible teachers who are truly blessed to open the Bible to us, and for them, I am truly thankful.
Blessings
Mia
I’ve often felt that the troubles (like my RA and your Fibromyalgia) in life have been blessings in disguise–at least for me. They always pull me closer to the Father and deepen my love for Him. Who wouldn’t want that? I suppose, those that are still lost in that “maze” might think that the things of this world would be better. But I’m so glad that you and I know the true secret to contentment and peace, Mia. Thanks for this reminder of the blessings we have in this life through our beautiful Savior!
Dear Beth
If I want to be honest, my friend, I have to admit that I would still have been laboring at the mill of earning acceptance and approval if our Lord hasn’t stopped me right in my tracks. Well, His ways and the world’s seem to be quite the opposite!
Blessings
Mia
Dear Mia, not only do your words touch my heart so do your pictures…always. Blessings my friend.
Thank you, dear Mary! Your words are so kind.
Blessings
Mia
I’m sad to say that I know just what you mean. Too many people are running when they should be strolling beside God, too many people are taking advantage of the sheep like Ezekiel pointed out.
Dear Helene
Our Pappa has been on my case for a long while to write about that shepherds of Ezekiel! Oh my, I am slow of learning!
Blessings
Mia
A timely message indeed. Beginning tomorrow, I will be observing the Sabbath, refraining from blogging and social media, as I lean in just a little closer to hear His voice.
Dear Barbie
You are such a beautiful treat to us all on the blogosphere, my friend! I a glad you are taking time to be that treat to our Pappa too!
Blessings
Mia
Matthew 11:28 is one of my favorite verses…so much love and comfort.
Dear Laura
I agree! So much comfort when we need it so much.
Blessings
Mia
Oh this: “but I could start building the walls of the new Jerusalem in my heart.” Just so much beauty! Blessings to you sweet friend!
Dear Karrilee
That is about the only thing we can offer our Lord that brings Him so much joy, and that is our hearts and our love!
Blessings
Mia
I can totally relate to have circumstances of life slow you down enough to truly hear the voice of the Lord. That is when true transformation of the mind and heart take place and when we are truly set free in Christ. Thanks for your words, Mia!
Dear Rachel
Yes, dear friend, our Lord has a way of getting us to slow down, doesn’t He!
Blessings
Mia
yes, when we are still we hear the voice that is speaking always…
we’re often too loud to hear
Yes, dear friend, noise, busyness, performance and the lot, are the way of the world.
Blessings
Mia
“walls of Jerusalem in my heart” beautiful! I’m not sure what trapping you are specifically mentioning but, I can relate to being freed from religious trappings . . . remaining free is part of the consideration factor in our church search. I’m thankful, along with you this morning, for the good that came from your physical struggle. When I read your thoughts I remember a lovely, beautiful woman from our old church who got FM- I wonder if she had some of your same feelings . . . it’s causing me to pray for you both this morning. Thanks for linking up again at Thrilling Thursday Mia!
Dear Ren
Thank you for your prayers, Ren! Fibro is a difficult road to travel, but then, we learn to depend on our Lord usually only through suffering.
Blessings
Mia
… without a second thought or glance by most of my fellow maze dwellers who prefered laboring at this monstrous mill, instead of taking those first baby steps towards the freedom our Lord so dearly paid for.
It is so easy to get caught in the merry-go-round of playing church as opposed to developing a love relationship with the One who loves us best of all…
Powerful words, Mia. Great post. Thanks for sharing, my sister. 🙂
Dear Sheila
I have found that unless our Lord does a mighty work of deliverance in our lives, we find it quite comfortable going around and around the mill!
Blessings
Mia
So glad our Pappa has that storehouse full of blessings ready for us.
You always have such great pictures to accompany your posts, Mia. It helps me “see” your point even clearer. Thank you, friend, for the work you do to share God’s truths!
Dear Lisa
I am so encouraged weekly by your visits, dear friend! I truly appreciate your kindness.
Blessings
Mia
That picture of the maze alone is powerful, isn’t it? Love the way you take truth and bring it to life here. And, by the way, give me a list of your friends and I’ll get them working on that 50th birthday tree 🙂
Dear Alecia
Oh,,please save me from that!!! They might just take you seriously!
Bless your beautiful heart.
Mia
I think of the ZCC of Africa as I read this. I pray God would open their eyes from the lies and futility of this cult and that they would come to saving faith in Jesus Christ.
Dear Debbie
Yes, the ZCC is a very big church that still believes in ancestral worship. It saddens me each year when I see thousands upon thousands of the congregants gathering together at Moiria for their yearly conference.
Blessings
Mia
Dear Mia,
Thank you for using your own experience of learning to rest in God’s unconditional non-performance based love after being stuck in the maze of performance. I love how God has redeemed and saved you and now you want others to taste the freedom and love you know now. Love to you 🙂
Dear Dolly
Yes, my friend, our Lord Jesus advised us to gather riches where rust and moth cannot destroy, but at times it takes something like a chronic disease to get us to the point where we look to Him and Him alone.
Blessings
Mia
Powerful post, Mia. I was struck by this: “for at long last I was still enough to truly hear His gentle, loving, tender voice inviting me to come to Him.”
Sometimes we have to have something happen that will quiet us enough to hear His voice. Oh that we might search for it now before it comes to that …
Hi Jerralea
Our Lord made certain with my illness that I become quiet enough and to listen! From a world’s perspective it is not nice, but our Pappa knows what is best.
Blessings
Mia
I love your heart Mia. Keep speaking the truth. ❤
Thank you, Micey!
Keep well, dear friend.
Lost people are looking to fill the void within that only our Father can fill, unfortunately they are willing to believe a lie and be bridled with the yoke of an earthly burden that they weren’t designed to bear, yet they grind away like the blinded donkey doing the will of the master they’ve chosen.
Prosperity from a Biblical perspective can’t be measured by a number. It is a gift that lives within… We’re all susceptible to our flesh, but we have the gift of free will and we all make a choice…
I appreciate your heart and the calling you fulfill. Keep up the good race, sister.
Dear Floyd
I just love your observation that prosperity from a Biblical perspective is a treasure that lives within. It is so true. Jesus is our treasure and finding Him is all that matters in the end!
Blessings
Mia