The failure of the church to pray

06/06/2008

Joel Akin

In a vision I had a dream of a vast blue light. It was big. Then it exploded. The explosion expanded. Then it grew. Then it spread as a ripple. Then it expanded to fill the abyss itself.

We think the abyss is small but it was the size of all. All is the price of time. All is the price of the sea.

In the be there was a gin and the gin was a wheel. It spread itself across the bill of all price. It carried a sea and a way. One was to the sea and the other to a mountain.

When the mountain came to the bit of time called time it bit. The bit was so big it became a thought that became a wit. The wit was a woman. She came to be. However she was Wisdom. Wisdom was the source of try and desist. She was the bitter reply to the gin.

Wisdom was a wit. She was surrounded by wits. They all prized their life as much as you. Some perhaps even more. Yet one of them said “If I am to survive on me then I am nothing.” After all being stranded wasn’t the idea of life.

So Be took the g in and began. To begin is after we began. Began is what came with the father but it was the side of the North. The side of the North was bit and there were those who were pried out of the sea. They were bit. Bit meant carted down to the bill of hell. There they were carried into the bit of a race called devils. Like all of us they were held in bondage. They were pried out of the deep. All of them had a name for the sea. Vast.

Part of the blue was the light of this pry. That is I was given a glimpse of God. So far though I didn’t see I only saw the light of our meeting. It was brighter then all of the abyss. To put that into perspective is to put our universe in the place. It would produce in its explosion a drop. One single star. That is why it won’t explode. It isn’t enough.

Now we live in a world separated from God. Jesus was real. He did come. He will come. Yet we are separated by the gulf. Once, when Jesus rose out of the grave, there were those with a vast and cosmic craft called Heaven to meet him.” He really did bid us goodbye. He really did do some things while he was here. For in that ship were smaller craft. Each capable of moving mountains.

Yet if that seems like craft of a lie remember Heaven is a ship. I said it. I tell you things I know to be fact. Yet if we as Christian think it will just be a floating hill or a little mountain think. How can it be a quarter the size of the earth and still be small? For if it were to fold down out of space it would rip us apart. We are small to it.

The point is to be in readiness. I saw God in the vision. He and I met in a tete to tete or head to head spark. That was faith. Faith is ultimate. Faith is ultimate when you find He who is the Father.

Now if I title it a failure to pray the point is made. We are all lacking in prayer. I pray but without edification. I fight with spiritual forces. Only they are bent in time. God can and does reach through cosmic space to speak to us. He can. He will.

It is up to us to listen. Find a way to be alone. Find a way to relax. Listen to quiet and soft and gentle music. Create a realm where you are in the body of a person who can relax. Then find a way to be in life. Let the thought come. Let God speak. Don’t be afraid.

When you hear just say “Joel says hello”.

Finally do what is right. Pray each day. Pray without ceasing. Give God your life and when it is done in teaching He will reveal His work. That is He will show the world “Here is the person I’ve been teaching.”