Echoes From the Campfire

The ‘what ifs’ of life can haunt a person.”
              –Stephen Bly  (One Step Over the Border)

    “And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.”
              –Romans 12:2 (NKJV)
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For the next few weeks I will be moving away from contemplating the Psalms on Monday.  While on our trip, if I write on Monday, I will look at other things.  However, when I get back to Texas, we’ll start the Psalms again.  Of course, it is nice to rest in Psalm 48.
    As mentioned, we are on a trip back East to visit the eldest daughter’s family.  Before we left, we made a plan, and we did our best to follow that plan.  Life is a plan–“it is not a game of chance but a divine plan” (Joseph Parker).  Remember, the very hairs of your head are counted.  God knows all about you, believer and unbeliever.  He has a plan for your life.  He knows all of your tears, all of your sorrows, and all of your troubles.  Life is meant to bring you to Him, and then on to live with Him for eternity.  However, just like on the plans for a trip, you can deviate from them.
    Put that last thought aside for a moment as I want to share some words from Joseph Parker.

         “Your troubles are all counted, your very tears as well.  The valleys before you were all excavated by the divine hand.  Every controversy, every crosswind, every cold, steep climb up the barren rocks–all are part of the divine purpose.  No temptation comes before you but such as is common to man, and with it God makes a way of escape.  Our Father knows the way we take, and when He has tried us, He will bring us forth as gold.”

There was a plan for Jesus’ life.  He understood it, he followed the will of His Father to complete the plan for His life.
    One of our problems in and with life is that we do not look at the “big plan.”  We tend to look at the little complexities that may come our way and there is nothing wrong with that, but they often get in the way of what God has for us in a larger sense.  In fact, the devil will use these daily grievances and issues to get us off the real plan that God has for us.  Christ understood that the plan for His life was the cross.  There were things that came His way that could have tempted to sway Him from the “big plan.”  He would not allow things to deviate His course.
    If we can grasp the larger plan that God has for us, the daily problems of life would be just so much annoyance and we would push them aside as such.  The larger plan would still loom in front of us.  The idea is that we live each day with the kingdom in mind, the will of God in mind, obeying the commands of Christ in mind.

         “Equipped with this plan, a man can essentially discount the future; its tragedies come to him in a sense as commonplaces; its crosses are but punctuations of a literature that he himself has written and approved as it final outcome and significance.  We are troubled because we have no outlook.  We take in no field of vision; our life comes at us in little pieces, in mocking details; and not knowing what is coming next, we fret ourselves with sore chafing.  The one thing we need not know is the details; the great thing we may know is the solemn wholeness.” (Joseph Parker)

    We want more and more of this life, rather that surrendering this life for the one that God has for us.  Material things can destroy the plan that God has for us.  Selfish wants get in the way of service to the Lord, of “presenting our bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service” (Romans 12:1, NKJV)).  The verse that follows is of utmost importance, we are not to “be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.” (12:2, NKJV)
    If we look to what God has for us, face the problems of the day properly, then we will be able to “prove” that plan that God has set before us.

Coffee Percs

Coffee boiled in a pot in the corner of the fireplace.   The old man poured a cup of cold water in to settle grounds and brought the pot up to set it on the rough table.”
              –Elmer Kelton (Llano River)

Here we are, Pard.  I’ve got the coffee in front of me, back in the east country.  Things shore are different out here, folks wear masks more than back home.  Hope to sit back and enjoy myself these few days.  In fact, today is a big one; I’m makin’ chili for the grandson’s birthday.  
    No problems along the trip; didn’t see a hostile along the way, but I’ll tell yuh, Pard, I was watchin’.  We are told by ol’ Peter and Paul that our job is to be wary and alert.  In these days those are words to live by.  This is true not only spiritually, but out there in the world as we travel through it.
    Why, Pard, do yuh remember the days when we could leave the door unlocked, the coffee on the table, and the pot on the stove?  Go on in, make yur coffee, but jist clean up afterward.  My mercy, the two groups that are most unsafe these days are unborn infants and police officers.  Insane!  Jist plain crazy!
    Now, listen here, an’ listen tight–the problem isn’t the corona.  The problem is that the days are evil!  Before the time of the Lord’s return the days will get worser and worser.  The great deceiver will blind the eyes of folk not immersed in the Bible.  People are goin’ to be duped more and more if’n they are not followin’ the words of our Lord.
    Well, wanted to get a note out this mornin’ to let yuh know I’m safe an’ well.  Needed to sit down with yuh an’ enjoy the coffee.  Don’t be frettin’ if the days seem restless; that’s a good sign–yippi-ki-yay, that means the Lord’s on His way.  You jist be readin’ yur Bible, watchin’ the signs around yuh along the trail, and keep yur gun handy.  Oh, oh, an’ don’t forget to be checkin’ yur cinch.

Echoes From the Campfire

Look to the hills.  They are quiet.  The storms sweep over them and are gone, and most of man’s troubles pass the same way.  Whenever you feel that things are getting too much for you, go to the mountains or the desert—it smooths out the wrinkles in your mind.”
              –Louis L’Amour (Brionne)

    “And it will come to pass in that day That the mountains shall drip with new wine, The hills shall flow with milk, And all the brooks of Judah shall be flooded with water; A fountain shall flow from the house of the Lord And water the Valley of Acacias.”
              –Joel 3:18 (NKJV)
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              “Farewell to the mountains
               Whose mazes to me
               More beautiful far
               Than Eden could be…”
                    –Davy Crockett

I have heard that the ocean, the desert, and mountains are hard to shake if that is where you’ve been raised, or where you live.  For me, it’s the mountains.  Situations, circumstances, etc., have kept me from going back to live in the mountains, but at least I made it to the woods.
    I’ve been throughout the Colorado Rockies, spent some time in Wyoming, went through Montana and also the Sierra Nevada.  The mountains of Texas, the Chisos and Guadalupe are rugged, as well as those in Arizona.  I’ve traveled in the mountains of New Mexico; camped in several of the mountains of the East.  My, my, there is something about mountains that stirs down deep to the depths of my soul.
    Psalm 48 starts with a view of a mountain, Mount Zion, which is referred to as the “holy mountain.”  Read this Psalm in the context of the mountain, the city of Jerusalem, and the idea that many times in Scripture when the term “mountain” appears it is referring to the place of God’s government.

    1 – The Lord is great and highly praised in the city of our God.  His holy mountain,
    2 – rising splendidly, is the joy of the whole earth.  Mount Zion on the slopes of the north is the city of the great King.
    3 – God is known as a stronghold in its citadels.
    4 – Look! The kings assembled; they advanced together.
    5 – They looked and froze with fear; they fled in terror.
    6 – Trembling seized them there, agony like that of a woman in labor,
    7 – as You wrecked the ships of Tarshish with the east wind.
    8 – Just as we heard, so we have seen in the city of Yahweh of Hosts, in the city of our God; God will establish it forever.  Selah (HCSB)

Look at these verses in two different contexts:  first, the actual city of Jerusalem; second, the heavenly city, the home of God.  Most likely terror never griped anyone in the heavenly Jerusalem, but it was attacked.  There was a rebellion in the city.
    Think for a moment of another aspect in regard to Mount Zion and the city of Jerusalem.  Robert Allen states, “Zion is only beautiful and glad because the temple is there, and in that temple the God of heaven made his earthly sanctuary.”  The focus in this Psalm is the attacks on Jerusalem and God’s saving grace.  “If Jerusalem is an exhibit for His past deliverances, so are we.  If God is great within the city of David, then let Him be great in us.” (George O. Wood)
    The city was great because of the Temple, but friends, look at what Paul writes,

           “Or do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and you are not your own? For you were bought at a price; therefore glorify God in your body and in your spirit, which are God’s.”
                   –1 Corinthians 6:19-20 (NKJV)

“Life in Christ does come with a spectacular view–in Him we reach our full potential.” (Wood)  We are blessed because now God resides in us; we are His “temple.”  God did deliver Jerusalem many times.  He will deliver us many times.  He delivers from the attacks of the enemy, from disease (including the corona), emotional disturbances such as depression, lack of self-esteem, lack of self-worth, fear.  “Though many battles have been won, a greater Day is coming when forces that sought to destroy us will be astounded, flee in terror, tremble, and have pain as a woman in labor.  They will be destroyed, smashed like ships against the rocks.” (Wood)

           “Glorious things of thee are spoken,
            Zion, city of our God;
            He whose word cannot be broken
            Formed thee for his own abode.”
                  –John Newton

    As Jerusalem is the city of our God, so let us never forget that we are His temple.  He lives within us as well, and one day, this bodily temple, will reside in the great heavenly, holy city–Jerusalem that sits on Mount Zion.

Coffee Percs

By the time pecan pie and coffee had been served, he had grown weary of political talk and war stories about people he didn’t know.”  
              –G.P. Hutchinson  (Strong Conviction)

Pard, I’m sick of it all.  My mercy, if anyone knows how to lie it’s the media and bureaucrats.  They lie deeper than a bug in a rug.  Worst part of it is, they don’t care as long as it pleases their selfish vanity.  But let’s drink our coffee an’ think of better things.
    Not sure where I’ll be come next Saturday.  The missus an’ me are hittin’ the trail to visit the daughter’s family back in Maryland.  That bein’ said, I wonder how those paranoid folks back there will take to a Texan comin’ for a spell.  Guess I’ll keep a clean bandanna in the pocket just in case I have to throw on a mask.
    Coffee’s good this mornin’, or is it just my wonderful personality that is makin’ yuh smile?  This ol’ world is sure topsy-turvy, at least a person can have some good, hot, strong coffee.  It kinda keeps a person on a level keel.  Speakin’ of coffee, which is the topic of the Saturday Perc, sometimes with some cowboy philosophyzin’ thrown in, I read where a fellow by the name of George Ewing, a Texas boy, said that he drank somewhere up to 48,000 gallons of coffee in the 53 years of his life.  Hmmm, makes me wonder about how many I’ve had over the years.
    Say, Pard, before we have to leave this Saturday, I’ll empty the pot in yur cup, but I’ve figured out a way to shut out the lies of the media.  Instead of readin’ or listenin’ to them spout lies, there’s a cure in readin’ the holy writ of the Bible.  It’s like cotton in the ears when the talkers get to runnin’ their jaws.
    Be seein’ yuh sometime, maybe next week, maybe not.  Yep, I’m not forgettin’, I’ll be checkin’ my cinch before ridin’ out.
                             Vaya con Dios.