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Wednesday, December 19, 2012

FaNtAsy

The Lord of the Rings Adventure through Middle earth with The One Ring of power not knowing what the next bend will bring. The Star Wars Saga flying through the galaxies at light speed to just barely escape the grip of Darth Vader. Or going through the secret passages of Hogwarts to enter the Shrieking Shack to discover that your best friend's leg has been mangled by your godfather who can transform into a dog. So we've all seen these classics. And secretly, deep deep down or maybe not as deep, we have all wanted what they have. Yes, we have all either wanted to be one of the extras standing in the background watching as Aslan rises from the dead after his brutal death. Or maybe, you were even one of the brave ones and wanted to be the main star that more than willingly gives up their natural life for the life of a Avatar to live and protect Pandora. Too many times have I wished these things. Too many times have I wished the whole concept on Blue's Clues of jumping into pictures/frames were true and I could be on a journey of a life time. Thing is, we think this life is and will never compare to such wonders we see on the tv screen and next thing we know we have people dressing up like these characters actually believing they are them! But here's the startling factor here people-WE ARE ALREADY LIVING IT. And if I could be as bold to say that our version, our reality, is an even bigger blockbuster than all of these combined. Soo, how is this possible?How is this even slightly true? Well, the story line kinda runs like this:

In the beginning there was a marvelous, glorious and incomparable King and his most beloved child. For this child the King ( that could not ever be descibed with mere words and had absolute everything and yet was not defined by them) chose to give the ultimate freedom. This freedom could not have broken His heart more, but His love for His child was stronger than His pain. He gave His most beloved child the freedom to choice Him or deny Him. Creating a world of their own, He took the first step in breaking the beautiful bond that they once had. This child, He well knew, would become more astounded with the works of His hands than the hands that created them. But still, He (full love) let the child go. The child loved what they saw and soon began to believe that they deserved more and more. Before another day had past they had done the very thing that tipped that scale forever. They disobeyed. Now, this disobedience was utterly new. Before their freedom there was absolutely no comprehension of disobeying their Father. The last cord that held them together, their inheritance and entitlement, was stripped from their very hearts. So as their punishment, what they deserved for their prideful and corrupted hearts was punishable to death. No longer were they immortal, no longer did they have unblemished bodies, no longer did they know the capacity of the love, joy, and peace that came with their Creator. Their days were spent in toil. Their hands worked with dust and their minds became deluded. However, not once did the King forget His love to them and provided numerous ways for His child to come totally clean before Him. But despite the offers, the child did not cry out with everything they had and so the ages past. Thousands of years went by, the child now well gone and past on the inheritance of this sin gave birth to nations. Those nations did exactly what their fore-fathers had, toiled and toiled day after day. The King still never forgetting the love He shared with them knew what needed to be done. And so at the right time, He chose to be like His child. Some of the decedents knew of this, but others did not or at least chose to not. Together at last, yet still a chasm apart. He did what every man did. He walked like every man walked and He drank what every man drank. In all of His greatness, in all of His humility He took the punishment every man should. His children, the one's deserving death beat their last hope, spat on their last chance and crucified their fantasy. So He took the blame. He took the fall and He most certainly took it for them all. But this was not the end, you see. No, He knew that taking their blame was not enough. Because regardless if the crowds admitted it, there was shame as well that was eating them from the inside out. From the grave He rose again. And from that grave He broke the bondage and opened the gates. The choice was still theirs of course, but you see now....now they had absolutely no excuse to deny the fact of returning home. Home, yes. For their home was with their King, their God, their Christ: Jesus. -The Holy Bible
  • So where does that leave you?
  • Do you not know that Jesus is the reality but the greatest "fantasy" you could ever live?
  • Are you living with past guilt and regrets? Why not give it a chance and surrender them to the one who knows all about them?
  • Still too hard-headed to see where you belong?Or are you stuck on the fact that I even used the word "belong"?Why or why not?
  • What is there to lose, really? You think you'll be tied down by all these laws ad regulations?Is this an aspect a church or certain "Christians" have put in your head?
  • Have you ever looked at the Bible for more than just words?
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