What is the sort of life?

March 3, 2007

Joel Akin

 Where is the sort which will help man? The sort is the way of the Lord. A sort isn’t just a way of sorting a pile of debris. It is also a way of providing for those in need.

 So if the Lord has garbage that is based on gold and if people throw out silver and gold then where is the prize? For the Lord would say if a man were to sort and sort his stuff he might find that the true prize is the fact he will not stop until he is blessed of the Lord. And to be blessed means that God will sort the garbage of things and give this man whatever his heart desires.

 How can a man sort? The answer is to go by feelings. If a feeling is of the Lord then a man might learn to trust in such things. How then can a man be blessed? By learning to discern what is and what isn’t of the Lord.

 A man who sort his heart and sort his thoughts is the man who sort with life. And that man knows that God doesn’t play nor force a man to dig day after day for lies. He wants this man to be blessed.

 Blessed is specific and blessed is sort. And sort is more then junk it is of treasure and life. And life is the key to this story.

 For God knows some will say that feelings are evil. But sometimes there are occasions when advice is thrown out so God can throw a sort to a man. And that sort is of the Lord.

A sort is of life and a sort of God is a sort to see. So how then can I, as a man, find the sort, the life jacket, for such a time as this?

 The answer isn’t just to wait and wait but to trust. Trust is of life. And life is the basis of lifting the veil from our eyes so we might see. And when the veil is lifted our eyes are given wisdom so we might see the truth of things.

 How? By seeing with eyes purchased by God with life for the blind and those who cannot see. God is setting a pace towards the things of life so that I might see. I cannot see what isn’t there. Some might say that isn’t of faith for faith is the substance of things not seen. True. But faith is the substance of things hoped for and hope is of life. So life must give up life if it is to survive. If it doesn’t give up its fruit then the battle becomes that of the maggot and the fly and the bird that picks away at the sweetest things.

 Thus the fruit of the world is cast off and that is the fruit of God who left trees here. We are not the tree but we are like trees. There was a blind man given sight and he saw men as trees walking. He was the true sighted man who saw us as we were. Were were like trees because we came from the tree. Jesus had to bear the tree so we might see.

 Now there are blessings all around us. Gemstones lie in the earth. People pay big dollars for things of beauty. Yet if there are none to help us see then there are none to help.

 I have buckets of rocks which I paid several thousand dollars for. Most of them are garbage. I didn’t know what I was doing when I first bought them. I picked them up and drove across the mountains with them. I paid a fortune. I got what I paid for. Now if I were a genius I could cut those rocks up and sell them for a profit. The problem is most of them are not easily cuttable and if I tried I might kill myself or at least end up in the hospital. Mom had a vision of me this past week. She saw the garbage of those stones thrown out and they were replaced with true gems. And they were overflowing.

 Now I don’t know if I have gemstones. I know most of the rocks and I’ve seen them and as far as I know they are simple stones. And if they are simple they are not the sort I need. Yet why have a vision of them if they are garbage? To answer that requires those with eyes to see. And since I don’t then I wait and wait and wait and wait with help from God. So that I save what I own and maybe someone will take them and use them for the Glory of the Lord.

 I am willing to pass on my things if it meant I could find a way to be blessed. So what must I do?

 The answer is the sort of things is part of the answer. The answer will come when there is time. And God will sort things into categories. Things that are of value and things that are not. And those which are will be multiplied and those which are not will be cast off.

 And those who say that I fail to find treasure are not telling the truth. God saw that I needed a sort. And I got one. A way of seeing. A way of understanding. A way of receiving. For God will send things to those who need it. He will help return what isn’t mine and give back what is. I have been in prayer for help and God is sort.

 God is sort? That means he helps to bless. And as God blesses he sort with me. And I sort with him. For I give in time and in prayer. I get discouraged but God knows my heart. He knows I see people who do little as deserving of help. He knows that they give what they have and they get. And they replace what they own with things. And they have much and yet I give what little I have that they might have more. Is that fair? In a way it is the mind of a man who does what he must to stay as honest as possible. And that means that God will not forsake what I do.

 It is difficult to write with words. I find that I space things apart and they are spaced. And evil rises up and strives with me and I am lost. I find my words are lost in the mix. I find that God doesn’t seem to answer as clearly as I could wish. I miss Him. I know He is there. I know He wants to bless me. But I just miss Him.

 I think about these moments and I wonder what tomorrow will bring. I think maybe I’ll be blessed. Maybe the sort will come if I understand that sort is bless. But what does it profit unless there is hope and joy? What is the prosperity worth if there is no friend to speak of these things to? For God is my prosperity. God is my sort. God is the strength of my heart. God is the only one I know who can lift the veil and help me see. Treasure? Perhaps its there. Perhaps I just cannot see. Perhaps.