Echoes From the Campfire

If you step in a cow paddy you’ll get it all over your boot, Christian or not.”
              –Cliff Hudgins  (Viejo and the Ranger)

    “The wicked strut about on every side When vileness is exalted among the sons of mankind.”
              –Psalm 12:8 (NASB)
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How to Live in a Pagan, Apostate, and Foolish World

Key Verse:  “Have confidence in the fact that we belong to God, but also know that the world around us is in the grips of the evil one.”   –1 John 5:19 (VOICE)

My former pastor, Tom Minter, has developed one of the best series on how to live the Christian life that I have ever heard.  It is called The Journey.  As we journey with Jesus, He becomes our friend, and as we become His friend we learn more on how to live and walk along the journey of life.
    Fellowship is what we desire with the Lord.  Fellowship means deep, committed companionship.  How can we walk in the company of Jesus; how can we have that intimate fellowship and companionship?  Enoch understood, for the Scripture says, that he “walked with God” (Genesis 5:22).  That was true fellowship.  That is what a husband and wife should have as they go through this life together.  That is what we must have as we go through this journey of life with Christ.
    To have companionship/fellowship there are some requirements.  Each of the people as they walk along must come to know the character of each other.  Since God is omniscient He knows ours, therefore, it is up to us to know His.  That comes through the Scripture, through prayer, and through our daily walk.  As we draw close to Him, He will reveal more of Himself to us.  One thing for sure regarding the character of God–it is utter holiness.
    God knows our character and it is sinful. (Romans 3:23)  We cannot understand the Bible and the character of God without understanding the doctrine of sin.  Man is sinful, however, most want to disregard this doctrine, or excuse it saying that God made us human and we are only human.  That is far from the doctrine of sin.  In fact, one of the subtle ploys of Satan is to get man to play down or disregard or dispute the doctrine of sin.

         “There is a kind of general objection; the average person today, without thinking about the doctrine and without examining it, just dismisses it as being soft.  ‘Ah,’ they say, ‘that old-fashioned doctrine in which the fathers delighted, with the morbidity and almost perversion.’  They talked of sin and preached about it, and hasn’t that been part of the whole trouble?  It made men live a kind of cramped and narrow life; they did not know what life and living meant.  They so turned in upon themselves, and so overpainted this picture of our imperfections, that they really put fetters upon mankind!”
              –D. Martyn Lloyd-Jones

This new “woke” generation of cancel culture would have this doctrine completely done away with.  However, no matter the fine speeches, no matter the policies, no matter how enlightened man thinks that he is there is no denying sin.  They can try to eradicate it from their speech and from written material, but sin is still there.  They say that the doctrine of sin has made life miserable and all the brightness of life has been removed.  That is one reason for the revision of history–to show that the “saints” were not good people.  

         “So there is this common deep-seated objection to the whole New Testament doctrine of sin, and, of course, along with that goes the view of life which maintains that really things are not quite as bad as the Bible and the theologians in past have made it out to be.  ‘So long as we do our best,’ people say, ‘and look to God occasionally for a little help, then everything can be put right.  We must not take these things too seriously…'”
              –D. Martyn Lloyd-Jones

    Not take them seriously??!!  It was sin that put Jesus Christ on the cross!  It was because of sin that Jesus left heaven to become the atoning sacrifice!  Sin is disastrous; sin is like vomit; sin is vile and Jesus came to defeat it.  Sin leads to death, and Jesus came to overcome it.  Listen!  Get this!  Without the doctrine of sin there would be no amazing grace!

Echoes From the Campfire

If he had learned one thing from life it was to keep his guns loaded, his canteen full, to eat when there was food and sleep when there was time.  A man never knew what would happen; it was best to be ready.”
              –Louis L’Amour  (Last Stand at Papago Wells)

    “Proclaim the message; persist in it whether convenient or not; rebuke, correct, and encourage with great patience and teaching.”
              –2 Timothy 4:2 (HCSB)
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As I mentioned, I will not be writing every day concerning How to Live in a Pagan, Apostate, and Foolish World, but today’s topic is related to what is happening around us.  I guess you could call it a “parenthesis” or more commonly a “side-bar”.  I was reading a couple of articles.
    In one, I read that the most Christian continent is now Africa.  For several years it had been South America, but Africa has taken the lead.  Can we then be surprised at the fight for the souls that is taking place on that continent with Muslims killing Christians?  The article spoke of the fact that there is little different in the theology of Christianity since it is founded upon the person of Jesus Christ.  The second aspect of the article then disputes the false notion that Christianity is a product of white supremacy.
    The second article I read was a little more shocking coming out of Barna.  From the time I was very small I have heard that the purpose of the Church is to fulfill the Great Commission.  In this report Barna states that 51% of people in America have never heard of the Great Commission, 25% said they couldn’t recall the exact meaning of it, and 6% said they were not sure.  That means only 18% know what they should be doing in this age today.

         “And Jesus came and spoke to them, saying, ‘All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth. Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.” Amen.'”
         –Matthew 28:18-20 (NKJV)

    After Jesus informs them that He had “all authority” He tell them what they are to do–the Great Commission.  First, they are to go out and make disciples of all nations.  This is further stated in Acts 1:8 and the premise is to go and do.  Up until now, the Church seems to have understood that message.  Notice that they were to “make disciples” not simply get a confession of faith.  There is much more to making disciples, and it takes time and effort.
    Second, they were told to baptize them and then given the mode.  The Church in America has not placed the emphasis upon baptism as it once did.  Baptism symbolized the death of the old self and the resurrection of the new.  Baptism is an open statement of faith.  In many countries it means death; in many families they actually hold a funeral service.
    Then the third aspect, “teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you.”  Wow!  That is where the discipleship comes in.  Jesus said if you love me, keep My commandments (John 14:15; 15:10).  Today many will cry “legalism” at that statement.  People want to be part of the world, not separated from it.  People want their luxuries and their sin without the Word of the Lord rebuking them.  
    If you want to survive in this world that is under the sway of the devil you must be a complete, dedicated, equipped disciple of Jesus.  You must continue in His Word, training, developing yourself as a disciple.  It takes time, it takes effort, it takes stamina (physical, mental, and spiritual), it takes practice, it take desire.
                       
                

Echoes From the Campfire

I love those mountains; they’re so restful, so…enduring, and timeless.”
              –Louis L’Amour  (Kilrone)

    “Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoices; My flesh also will rest in hope.”
              –Psalm 16:9 (NKJV)
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How to Live in a Pagan, Apostate, and Foolish World

Key Verse:  “We know that we are from God, and the whole world lies in the power of the evil one.”  –1 John 5:19 (ESV)

Recently I have written about how to have fellowship with God and how vital it is to our walk, and to our survival in this evil world.  We must understand God, we must seek God, we must contemplate God, we must desire God!  One of the easiest ways to keep God in the forefront of our minds is by music.  Take a break from the cares of this world, rest in the the words of the songs below.

         A friend of Jesus, O what bliss,
         That one so vile as I
         Should ever have a friend like this,
         To lead me to the sky.

         A friend when sickness lays me low,
         A friend when death draws near,
         A friend as through the vale I go,
         A friend to help and cheer.

         A friend when other friendships cease,
         A friend when others fail,
         A friend who gives me joy and peace,
         A friend who doth prevail.

         A friend when life’s short race is o’er,
         A friend when earth is past,
         A friend to meet on heaven’s shore,
         A friend when home at last.

                      Friendship with Jesus,
                      Fellowship divine,
                      O what blessed sweet communion,
                      Jesus is a friend of mine.”
                             –J.C. Ludgate (“Friendship With Jesus”)
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         What a Friend we have in Jesus,
         All our sins and griefs to bear!
         What a privilege to carry
         Ev’rything to God in prayer!
         O what peace we often forfeit,
         O what needless pain we bear,
         All because we do not carry
         Ev’rything to God in prayer!

         Have we trials and temptations?
         Is there trouble anywhere?
         We should never be discouraged,
         Take it to the Lord in prayer.
         Can we find a friend so faithful
         Who will all our sorrows share?
         Jesus knows our ev’ry weakness,
         Take it to the Lord in prayer.

         Are we weak and heavy laden,
         Cumbered with the load of care?
         Precious Saviour, still our refuge,
         Take it to the Lord in prayer.
         Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
         Take it to the Lord in prayer;
         In His arms He’ll take and shield thee,
         Thou wilt find a solace there.
                   –Joseph Scriven  (“What A Friend”)

Rest today–the battle will still be there, but take time to ponder the words of these great songs.  Remember, as you walk through this life you need a Friend–you have a Friend, know that Jesus is with you.

The Saga of Miles Forrest

I could hear the whack, whack, whack as Queens was attacking Fernando.  Rushing in he turned on me smacking me alongside the neck driving me into the bars of the cell.  Charlie then jumped on his back, Queens roared swinging around trying to loosen him, but Charlie hung on.  After shaking my head, I drove a fist into Queens jaw causing his knees to stagger, then Charlie grabbed him throwing his arm around his neck choking him.  Finally, Queens succumbed and lay still, but not unconscious.
    My attention went to Fernando, who was still trying to cover himself up.  “Easy, boy, easy, I’m not goin’ to hurt you.”
    “Queens!” yelled Charlie, “What in the world are you trying to do?”
    There was no answer forthcoming as he pushed himself off the floor.  He pushed Charlie away and started out the cell.  I moved to my feet and grabbed him spinning him around.  As he was spinning I pushed him into one of the other cells and onto the cot.  With him face down on the cot, I pulled his gun from his holster.
    I moved out of the cell; he jumped up coming at me so I slammed the cell door catching him in the face.  A curse exploded from his mouth, “Forrest, I’ll get you for this!”
    “Lucas, get out in the office!” I ordered and pointed.  Then I glanced at Charlie and nodded toward Fernando.  He stooped to help him up on the cot while I went out to talk with Lucas.
    He was standing there, trembling, eyes wide.  “Okay, son, what went on in there?” I asked softly trying to settle him down.
    Lucas just shook his head.  “I’m not sure,” he said, almost whimpering.  “Fernando asked for a cup of water.  The marshal muttered something about him being a “beaner” but brought a cup.  As he was handing it to Fernando it hit the bars and spilled it on the marshal’s shirt.  That threw him into a rage.”
    He was beginning to settle down so I pulled out a chair.  “Why don’t you sit, and settle yourself.”  Then I half-sat on the corner of the desk.
    “The marshal, he opened the cell door then grabbed me hitting me and throwing me out of the cell.  Then he turned his anger on Fernando.  He had something in his hand, a quirt maybe and started hitting Fernando,” he paused to look up at me.  “That’s when you came in.”
    “Forrest!  Let me out of here!  You can’t hold me like this!  Forrest!” came the voice of Queens bellowing from his cell.  
    Charlie brought Fernando out to the office and tossed a quirt that he had picked up from the floor of the cell to the table where I was sitting.  “I need to take him over to Doc’s office.  Some of those cuts need tending to.”
    I nodded, “Get him tended to, and I’ll meet you at the diner.  I’ll have Lucas with me.  I’m not goin’ to subject him to Queen’s rantin’.”
    “Forrest!  You can’t leave me in here like this!” he ranted as Lucas and I left the office.  “You’ll pay for this!  Forrest!”
    We walked down the street toward the diner, Lucas rubbing the side of his head where Queens hit him.  “Has this happened before?” I asked as we continued down the street.
    “No, but he, what you say, stormed at us, always threatening,” replied Lucas.
    Walking in the entrance Molly saw us immediately.  She knew something must be wrong with Lucas being with me and rushed over.  Of course the first thing she saw was the bruise on the side of his head.  Putting her arm around him she hurried him over to the table.  Lucas sat down as Molly rushed off to the kitchen.  I pulled a cup off the shelf to pour coffee before sitting down.
    Molly had gone to the kitchen and returned with a piece of chocolate pie for Lucas.  I looked at her longingly, but she scarcely even noticed.  “There’s only one piece left, and that’s for Fernando,” she informed me.  
    Lucas had taken a couple of bites while Molly and I set there and watched him before Charlie came in with Fernando followed by Doc Jones.  As they were approaching the table Molly stood then went to the kitchen for Fernando’s pie.  Doc came straight to Lucas.
    “Put down that pie, I want to check the side of your head,” he stated brusquely.  
    I watched him, then had to ask.  “How does lookin’ in his eyes help you check the side of his head?”
    Doc gave me a glance then went back to his examination.  He gave a short grunt then looked at me.  “How about a cup of coffee?”  Then he asked Lucas if he was dizzy.
    Lucas shook his head, “Is it okay to eat my pie now, Senor Doc?” he asked.
    Scratching his chin, then he pulled at his eyebrow, then with a wink, “Go ahead, eat your pie.”  Sitting down he took a sip of coffee then turned his attention toward me.  “Something has to be done with that man strutting around as town marshal,” he snapped.  “Using a quirt like that he could have put the boy’s eye out.  As it was he cut him some.”
    Molly returned with Fernando’s piece of pie and Doc looked at it with hungry eyes.  She looked at him, then over at me, then up to Charlie.  “I suppose you all want a piece now?  Well, I have apple, buttermilk, and butterscotch left.  You first, Doc.”
    We gave our orders with a smile; Marta had come over to check on her brother then looked at me with concern.  “He’s not in any more trouble is he?”
    I started to answer when Charlie interrupted to informed me.  “I thought you might be interested that when I brought Fernando into the diner I saw Stanley Offut rushing down toward the jail.”
    Bringing the piece of the butterscotch pie to my mouth, I smiled…