The thought occurred to me, that doing good things can nurture the bad, and doing bad things can result in good. Like the human eye, perspective is a wonderful delight and wise tool of the intellect. Still, I cannot resist the following thought for the day:
Please don’t feed the atheists.
Ouch. Biting? Yes. Sarcastic? More so. Good advice? Depends. What’s your perspective? Imagine a cornfield with a sign ‘Free corn,’ while a guy sits in a chair with a sign: ‘Hungry: I need corn,’ while being oblivious to his own good two feet and hands. No, this is not about the homeless. It is about the intellectually stubborn and lazy.
The word of God is that endless field, free for the taking, but some passersby must at all cost, stop the car and rummage through the fields, looking for a gnat on a leaf so they can consider the entire field poison, because they despise the land owner, and even go so far as to say He does not exist. Double ouch.
‘Aha, I found one!’ sez the cornstalker, but soon realizes the speck was a piece of dirt he then casually swatted from his own left eye. No, there are no defects in the fields of God, as He owns the cattle on a thousand hills.
In my travels, one of the most glorious sights is watching a thousand cattle graze on a hillside, with their little ones following in their train, white clouds above, the sapphire glass sky further above, all testifying to nature’s God and the excelling words of scripture, in the which there is no equal.
So while it is true that humans must eat, we need to be careful we don’t feed the bears so to speak, as they thank us for our kindness while they claw our flesh from our bones. Nature is lovely and brutal, and giving atheists our good ammunition so they can shoot us……..well, you get the point.
Me? I don’t care, like water off a duck’s back, as every bullet aimed has missed its mark, for God’s word has slain every lying and arrogant goliath that has, and ever will live. But not all are equipped and some will give up. Take heart! Here’s a hint which will lessen the blows: it is not your battle, the darts are not aimed at you, it is not your fault that people do not believe, and it is not your fault that people’s demand for ‘evidence’ be turned against you.
People hate the field. They despise the Creator. They serve the gods of DeGrasse, the neat packaged gods of Nye the science clown, they worship Darwin and his ‘ Xeroxed kinds,’ and loathe the Creator and His original kinds, while claiming some special dispensation of atheist intellect.
It is my humble observation that a man has no right to his next breath unless he give God thanks for that breath, and a brain so unlike the jackal, that brain which gives him the ability to both delight and create, just as the blueprint from heaven was given, yet men give God a finger or two. How do you spell depraved?
The fields of God are loaded with trespassers, they who are hidden among the leaves, stalking their prey, looking to make a feast out of their guile while accusing the landowner and the honest field workers that the food is rotten, as they complain of the mud on their boots.
But the thought never crosses their minds to ‘get your own field,’ because they can’t! God owns it all, and a man can neither manufacture an ant who quietly works 9-5, nor can he create an acorn in the lab. Men should be so embarrassed at their pride.
Still, whether there be imposters in the fields, there will always be the quiet ants which nobody sees, going about their business, serving and enjoying the fruits of He who owns all the dirt.