Echoes From the Campfire

Things are hard enough in the wilderness without taking stupid chances.”

                    –John Deacon  (Yonder)

       “For man also does not know his time; like fish taken in a cruel net, like birds caught in a snare, so the sons of men are snared in an evil time, when it falls suddenly upon them.”
                    –Ecclesiastes 9:12(NKJV)
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AVOID!  DANGER!  FALLEN ROCK!  You’ve seen warning signs on the highway.  They are placed there for our protection, yet all too often these signs are ignored, then disaster strikes.  Why are the warnings ignored is a good question?  Perhaps they were not seen, perhaps simply ignored with the person thinking they don’t pertain to me, or maybe the thought is, “I can handle it.”  This morning‘s study in Proverbs 7 shows a young man ignoring his father’s instructions and the warning signs.

          6 — For at the window of my house I looked through my lattice,
          7 — And saw among the simple, I perceived among the youths, a young man devoid of understanding,
          8 — Passing along the street near her corner; and he took the path to her house
          9 — In the twilight, in the evening, in the black and dark night.
        10 — And there a woman met him, with the attire of a harlot, and a crafty heart.
        11 — She was loud and rebellious, her feet would not stay at home.
        12 — At times she was outside, at times in the open square, lurking at every corner.
        13 — So she caught him and kissed him; with an impudent face she said to him:
        14 — I have peace offerings with me; today I have paid my vows.
        15 — So I came out to meet you, diligently to seek your face, and I have found you.  
        16 — I have spread my bed with tapestry, colored coverings of Egyptian linen.
        17 — I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
        18 — Come, let us take our fill of love until morning; let us delight ourselves with love.
        19 — For my husband is not at home; he has gone on a long journey.
        20 — He has taken a bag of money with him, and will come home on the appointed day.
        21 — With her enticing speech she caused him to yield, with her flattering lips she seduced him.
        22 — Immediately he went after her, as an ox goes to the slaughter, or as a fool to the correction of the stocks,
        23 — Till an arrow struck his liver.  As a bird hastens to the snare, he did not know it would cost his life.  (NKJV)

     First of all, notice these verses direct our thought to the simple who is described as lacking judgment.  Bob Beasley summarizes it like this:  “The victim is a simpleton, walking naively down the street whispering a happy tune.  The huntress is dressed to kill, so to speak, and has a hard and unyielding heart.  She is loud and defiant.  The kill takes place as the simple-minded youth goes to her home, not knowing that he has made a fatal mistake.”
     This young man is either terribly dumb or very proud.  He is convinced he can play with sin and get away with it (Wiersbe).  He ignores the warning signs and the instructions of his parents.  He walks at night; he walks in an area of temptation and danger.  In other words, he wasn’t heeding the instructions he had been given.  Warren Wiersbe says, “We can’t help being tempted, but we can certainly help tempting ourselves.”
     There are all sorts or flatteringisms today.  From the woman that is pictured in these verses to cults and false teachings.  J. Vernon McGee writes, “This old gal is busy today.”  It is anyone, anything, that seduces you away from Christ.  She comes by the way of radio, television, music, and will even make a personal appearance trying to lure you. (McGee)  Watch out for any “evil that might seduce us away from the path of wisdom.” (Mike Leake)  Note:  the seducer offers something extra, something special, and will tell you that you are something special.  Then, the final few words–nobody will ever know.  These are the “lies that are the lure of the forbidden.” (Leake)
     The young man, simple and oblivious to his fate.  He ignored the teachings of his father and look how he ends up–“as an ox goes to slaughter.”  The signs, the warnings, the teachings are there for a purpose.  Guard the truth and listen to the voice of wisdom.

 

The Saga of Miles Forrest

People who work hard sleep well, whether they eat little or much.  But the rich are always worrying and seldom get a good night’s sleep.”  –Ecclesiastes 5:12 (NLT)
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     As far as I knew McBride and I had never met.  He might have been in that meeting with the Governor, but I couldn’t recall him.  When my foot touched the station platform, he started walking towards me.  He didn’t know me, but I reckoned he recognized the Greener in my hand.
     He reached out his hand, “Marshal Forrest, we finally meet.”  
     Grasping his hand, we stood for a few seconds analyzing each other.  He was a few inches taller than my five ten and he gave me a slight nod, then released my hand.  Here we stood, momentarily, two warriors both filled with scars accessing each other and now we were walking side by side.  I noticed that he was constantly glancing around; yep, a wary man was he.  I had seen a few men like him in my lifetime:  Cook, McNelly, Butler, and a few others that had that look.
     I stopped before we crossed the road that ran parallel to the tracks.  Thoughts from years past swept through my mind.  McBride looked at me, “What’s wrong?”  Then I saw that he was scanning up and down the street.  I pointed to the cafe and a saloon next to it.  “Ten years ago or so, I was involved in a shootout there.  Banker, a couple of others and a woman…” I paused, then added, “Some dead, some in the pen.”
     I nodded at him, letting him know I was ready to move on.  “You hungry?” he asked.  “I know a little place that serves a great steak with some chili verde.  You can drop your saddlebags off at the hotel on the way.”
     My eyes caught his and he smiled.  “Don’t fret, the meal is on the great State of Colorado.”
     He led me to the Fariss Hotel, a fine looking establishment and when I walked inside I saw that it was a little more extravagant than I was used to.  We walked up to the counter.  “Room for Miles Forrest,” commanded McBride holding out his hand.
     The clerk was a young man, and he had a look of malnourishment.  “Sign the register,” he said, then reached to the slot where there was a key located.  “Room 28, right up the stairs to the right.”
     McBride took the key and headed towards the stairs.  He must have read my thoughts.  “Consumption.”
     I knew that Colorado Spring and Boulder had sanatoriums for the disease, but I hadn’t come in contact with it often.  I knew that Cook’s wife suffered from it and the last I heard was up in Boulder.
     Throwing my saddlebags on the bed, I walked out with McBride.  “You taking that shotgun with you?” he questioned pointing at the Greener.
     “Part of me, seldom go anywhere without it.”
     Thirty minutes later we had almost finished our dinner, and McBride had ordered us each a slice of pie.  The coffee wasn’t bad for hotel coffee, and I reckoned the pie would be quite short of Molly’s making.  I will give McBride credit, he didn’t push or talk shop while we were eating.  We talked mostly about family, places we’d been, and folks we knew.  
     “Let me tell you the region you’ll be responsible for.  I reckon that’s what mostly on your mind.  From what I’ve gathered in our conversation you’ve a hankering to stay home more.  Well, I can’t promise you that.  You’ll have the southwest section and that would include the four corners up to Grand Junction.  Population is relatively sparse except for in your area around Silverton, however, the four corners has become a haven for outlaws.  They find places to hide in all the ruins.”
     “So I operate it similar to a sheriff with a county?”
     “You operate it the way you want as long as your presence is known and felt,” he said bluntly.  “As far as Denver is concerned, you’ll need to be here for special events concerning the Governor.”
      “And if the Governor changes his policy regarding the Rangers, what then?”
     There was a twinkle in his eyes, and a smile…

Echoes From the Campfire

If a man needs to be humbled, there’s nothin’ like a winter night on the prairie. Just lookin’ up at all the stars reminds you we’re all just a small part of something bigger.”

                    –A.K. Vyas  (Dodge City)

       “In these last days has spoken to us in His Son, whom He appointed heir of all things, through whom He also made the world.”
                    –Hebrews 1:2 (NASB)
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We have finished going through the Psalms.  I started the study back in 2016, and though it was not weekly until 2021, we have made it through.  But that doesn’t mean that we are through with psalms and songs.  There are some others in the Bible that I want us to glean from.  Plus, I changed the format from earlier psalms so I might go back and revisit them.  This morning, however, I would like to draw attention to a song by Paul.  We find it in Colossians 1:15-20.

          15 — He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation.
          16 — For by Him all things were created that are in heaven and that are on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or principalities or powers.  All things were created through Him and for Him.
          17 — And He is before all things, and in Him all things consist.
          18 — And He is the head of the body, the church, who is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead, that in all things He may have the preeminence.
          19 — For it pleased the Father that in Him all the fullness should dwell,
          20 — And by Him to reconcile all things to Himself, by Him, whether things on earth or things in heaven, having made peace through the blood of His cross.  (NKJV)

WOW!  What a message.  Such a powerful statement of theology!  Handley C.G. Moule said this, “Can we read this passage and not feel that it glows and moves with a personal joy in believing?  Paul is not only discussing; he is worshiping.”  There is so much to be said of these verses, but I want to draw attention to a few things in this short time and space.
     Jesus is the “image of the invisible God.”  It is through Him that we have a clearer picture and understanding, though not complete, view of the character of God.  Barclay says that Jesus is a representation and a manifestation of God.  Jesus is God in His fullness who came to earth for the redemption of mankind.  William Petersen says that this song of Paul should be read alongside the Christmas story in Luke 2.  Yes, Jesus came as a baby, but He was still the fullness of God.  He is a portrait of the Father and in Him are all the characteristics of the Father.  
     There was, at this time, the rise of the Gnostics.  They had different views, but they claimed to present true knowledge.  Paul, often had to refute them, and they were a hardship to the church for centuries, and we still see forms of their false teachings rise from time to time.  Paul is answering them in these few verses.  He is saying that it was Jesus who created all things.  All things!  Get that–here we see John 1 along with Genesis 1.  Powerful, all is from the word of Christ for He is the Word.  All things were created by Him and for Him.  Grasp that, you are created for Him, to be part of His kingdom, to bring Him joy.  We exist because of Him.  Barclay tells us, “All the laws by which this world is order and not chaos are an expression of the mind of the Son.”  He further states that it means “the law by which the universe hangs together, are not only scientific laws but also divine laws…  The Son is the beginning of creation, and the end of creation, and the power who holds creation together, the Creator, the Sustainer, and the Final Goal of the world.”  Can we go back to the Psalms and get a better glimpse of Christ?  

          “The heavens are Yours, the earth also is Yours; the world and all its fullness, You have founded them.”  (89:11, NKJV)

The NLT translates the last phrase this way, “You created it all.”  That’s it–end of discussion.  Here we have barely touched on these verses, but the day is calling for our attention.  Go out into the world knowing that Christ Jesus is Lord of all.  That everything is by Him and under His control, and that includes all aspects of our lives.  Perhaps, I will visit this song of Paul again because we have barely touched it.

Coffee Percs

The coffee was strong, the bacon was crisp, and I savored every morsel and drop knowing I couldn’t take anything as frivolous as a coffee pot or skillet.” 

                    –Lou Bradshaw  (Abe)
 
Come on in, Pard.  Let me tell yuh from the git-go, I figured it out.  Yep, been ponderin’ for quite a spell on it, and I’ve come to the conclusion that the reason why we now have this here AI is because there ain’t much real intelligence left.  Pard, that is a scary thing, my mercy, the foolishness and deception that could come from it.  Whooee….sorry, didn’t mean to keep yuh waitin’.  Hold out yur cup an’ I’ll pour.  
     Boy, I sure agree with ol’ Bradshaw, ‘specially since I’m a simple man myself.  That coffeepot and skillet are something to be toted around.  Back when I was doin’ more travelin’, back before AI, I always kept a coffeepot, skillet, and small pan in the truck just in case I needed them or wanted some coffee along the way.  Been with Grandpa a few times fishin’ when he’d just boil up some coffee in a pan on the banks of a lake.  Listen, Pard, yuh never know what yuh might face out there, so’s best to be prepared.  Plus, I’ve swallered my share of gas station coffee.  Some better today, for example Pilot ain’t so bad, but the rest, well, it has the appearance of coffee.
     This AI don’t help none, folks are still runnin’ to and fro.  I’m beginnin’ to understand a little more what the ol’ Prophet Daniel was talkin’ about.  He was given visions of the end times–the times in which we are a-livin’–and he says that “many shall run to and fro, and knowledge shall increase.”  He doesn’t say wisdom will increase, or righteousness will increase.  But men will be like a hamster runnin’ through a maze not knowin’ where to go or where to stop.  Just like that fellar who almost became our Vice-President who said that believing your rights come from God is something only theocracies like Iran believe.  Mercy, Pard, and he’s one of our “leaders”?
     Sorta makes the bile come to life in the ol’ liver don’t it?  Well, take another swaller for I’ve got more.  Yuh recall the press secretary, Psaki?  She said, “Prayer is not freaking enough…  Enough with the thoughts and prayers.”  Then some politician said, “The thoughts and prayers.  I’m so beyond that nonsense.  The lie of that.”  And another one, “Praying does not work.  The kids were in a church, and God didn’t protect them.”  My mercy, Pard, little do they understand the power and purpose of prayer.  I might add these statements were made in regard to the school shootin’ in Minnesota.  Listen, if America would truly repent, turn back to God, then we might see a different response to prayer.  However, don’t ever be a-forgettin’ that the world is evil and that God is sovereign.
     Well, Pard, the pot’s empty, my palaverin’ is over.  But with the coffee (and prayers) we’ve enjoyed the hard ride of the day shore will be easier.  Need to tell yuh, that if’n yuh come by yuh’ll have to make yur own coffee next week.  We’ll be in the ol steel strawberry mount headin’ for the eldest daughter’s home.  Don’t yuh worry, I’ll be checkin’ my cinch, and makin’ sure everythin’ is packed right.  Be prayin’ for us, an’ I don’t just mean findin’ decent coffee.  Ugh, already thinkin’ ’bout hotel coffee.  Yuh be ridin’ true and I’ll be sittin’ tall in the saddle.
    Vaya con Dios.