Rapture September 2008

The point of the rapture in the waiting for it

September 10, 2008

Joel Akin

   In dreams of  life we sit on a fen which is a swamp and we watch the murky water waiting for a turtle to raise its head. I remember in days of old when we owned land in Upper Michigan. One summer there was a drought and the ole pond started drying up. The creek the fed it dried up. I went there and found a place to dig a deep hole and along the way found deep sand going down to a depth of about five feet. Then I started hitting rocks and actually found a crayfish which had dug down at least 3 feet or more into the sand.

While I was digging I happened to look and saw a massive denizen of the pond. A turtle. It was big and would have weighed in at 20 pounds and was the biggest turtle I had ever seen outside of a zoo or television. For all I know that turtle still lives in that pond waiting for a small fish or a crayfish or a plant to happen by but I’ve wondered if there were other things in the deep that I could not imagine or fathom in my mind.

Lately the war over the question of life goes down to a simple bit of digging. Each day I’m given another clue  or two as to the why of life and the why of a creature called Sin and why Sin entered into us as men because of our failure in the garden of Eden. We fell to earth and earth, though connected to Eden, was a storehouse of life in the sea and in the salt. We were part of a dream of a race called elves who were part of history. They were men, if you will, of prayer but they carried the creature as part of their nature. This meant they needed hope and Hope was a woman who happened to be part of a story called life in the hor and the hor was part of the cat in the hat or the fish in the sea or fat chance or life without and so on.

We think the hor a bad word but if you had a hor in the sea you had a nag and if the nag was in the sea she was a horsey and of course I play with the horse by way of a connection to the moon called the old mare se ro se and that was part of a nursery rhyme which children picked up called ring around the rosy and that was part of what the horsey did. Ring around the horsey and the hors lost its nature for it was part of a tree and the tree lost its ring of power when men ate of the fruit.

Of course it sounds crazy but life is as close to it as God can ever allow or put because of Sin. Sin was the ring of power which meant he took the life of the tree and stopped its growth by building a girdle made of iron which the tree could not break. The iron was made to rust so it would pollute the tree when it was done and this was the ring which lost its way and became part of the sea of a horse called Leviathan. Of course it became the wishbone and the wishbone became tied to the sea by way of the fish and so it, sin, grew in the fish by swallowing the part of the tree called an iron ring.

If this sounds a little like Lord of the Rings it might be because the elf left a story of the power of the ring and who would thing the ring was the power of a planet and the planet was power of a tree and the tree was power of its fruit and the fruit was of life and death? Of course the ring fell to earth and it was made of iron and the iron went into the atmosphere and became part of the eternal fear that we deal with because of H in the 2 0 or the H20 which is water. Everything became the nature of fer and fer was the ferrous nature of life which meant either fair or changeable in nature.

Fer is the point of a compass and the point of a dream to write but I have a gift which is of God. I keep throwing out starts because I know spirits of sin are involved in trying to steal away the nature of life which I have in me. It is my life and my freedom and no one else’s. It is something I have as a gift and that is gift of knowledge which is my own to use as I see fit.

There are things which are dark in this world we live in because of the nature of the fruit which was eaten by men and carried down as part of the seed in us who are men. It is the seed of life but also holds the potential for death and that potential for death is what we share as individuals and as a group and that group is part of the sin connection not just in the flesh but in the soul of our heart.

Our heart is in fire of hell and is the wick which leads to sins err and that err is there in much of life but only for those who wish it. Having said that I mean wish it with all their heart for they are the people who want to be in hell. “See you in hell” was a way of saying I am not a Christian and I expect to be in hell soon because of my sin. Sin was the will of man and we have an eternal connection in life to men which was made possible by sin in a binding connection to life stolen out of the tree of life and put into the tree of knowledge. It wasn’t good people who did this but those spirits who had woken death in the tree of knowledge to steal away his joy in life and that lack of freedom he endured at their hands was handed down to us in our line of age.

We became children of death and it was in death that we carried the seed to each other by having children. We saw children as a blessing and they were but we began to cast off children because if they were of life then some would be for God and thus they would be ones to raise up in prayer or in sorrow. In other words from time immortal we used children by throwing them out. Kings did it by killing off threats to their kingdom and tyrants did it by throwing off knowledge and even in our age we throw off things we hate and put them into garbage cans and call it aborted. It becomes life in the can and we can’t understand why so many people end up in prison and why our world is failing to achieve life as we wished and wanted.

Of course people hate to talk about controversial subjects because choice is taken away. However as one who bears choice I can see where it leads and that is back to the garbage for us. Our world is even now killing off the elderly and those considered to handicapped to contribute to life. We are taking away identity in the course of changing the nature of us to a number and that number system is one we want because it gives us a grip on who we are.

Of course the point of this story is that I can fight for freedom against the beast even if he plies me with pressure on each side. I fight with him knowing he is the butt of sin and the still nature of dye nasty and he colors us with gilt and guilt and we lie quivering in fear or fighting for our very existence.

Of course we live in an age of reason and thus the reason we disbelieve is because science answers all things. At least it seems to but the problem is that science holds us to a line which is made up of things called sin and sin becomes what Sin wishes us to believe. So if we believe life is of death then death is all we see for our future. If we believe one cannot fight sin then they hide from the face of God who has a son named Christ who wills that we fight for life.

The point is that patience is the will of God. Patience is the price we pay and payment is made for life to be of God. God knows I am in pain. He knows I have a dentist appointment with Dr. Willy John Dyck in the morning and that really is the title on the wall. He is a nice guy and is known by his name on the net though maybe the middle name isn’t. I ended up with him by chance because of a mother who cares that I suffer with tooth pain and a body that shakes so much I didn’t see a way to get help.

It is part of the equation of wait and part of the equation of frame for I know God is going to deliver me. He isn’t in the waiting mode but in the framing part where he will deliver me from evil of the beast. Until then the frame for this story is that if he is defeated then you will have to chose who to farm or frame. For if Dr. Dyck is there for us in the future it could be with new and advanced technology where we are just asleep while they frame a new set of teeth. One called advanced dentistry in the sound of life in heaven. Not of a drill but of a sigh for freedom is there for those who have Hope.