No Graven Images!

No Graven Images! But what does that phrase “No Graven Images!” mean? If you have been somewhere around a church (at least in America) then I want to bet that you have heard these words before. If you’re a Christian, you better know that this is the 2nd Commandment coming from Exodus 20:4-6 (different translations have another word substituted for the word of “graven”). However, I think the KJV usage of the word “graven” does capture the appropriate meaning. “If you follow anyone but God the Father, you are in a whole mess of trouble,” the Lord is pleading with all of humanity. Yet, the Lord Jesus Christ made Himself a substitutionary lamb without spot or wrinkle to be ready for the upcoming slaughter on the cross. Nevertheless, according to the Merriam-Webster dictionary, however, the word “graven” is given the definition of “the state of being dead.”

Early in my college career at Southeastern College of the Assemblies of God (now called Southeastern University), I was part of a group of friends, and we were talking about how Jesus Christ was not pale, or weak, as most of the pictures of Jesus our group of college friends had seen. Really, all of the pictures we had seen of Jesus, He was not strong enough to carry that old rugged cross of His execution, nevermind going through His whipping at the end of His trial (Mark 15:21-22). However, during this conversation, I found out that one of the people was an amateur artist. So, I asked him to draw me a life-size picture of what the real Jesus would have looked like on the cross. He was tickled to show his skill as he slowly and with intentionality went about constructing the picture of how he thought Jesus would look like.

When I received the drawing, I was flabbergasted! He obviously put a lot of hard work into it as this picture of Jesus is one that I had never seen before. It took him a few days before the drawing was complete as the drawing took up to four 4×4 pieces of poster board. Oh, as a matter of fact, I am sure he didn’t spare any details, as I am also sure that no expense was made to make this Jesus what our little group of college friends thought He must have looked like.

Jesus hanging on a cross. But this Jesus did not look like the wimpy Jesus as the world portrays Him to be. No, this was a muscular Jesus, battered and bruised with gushes of His holy blood on that crimson stained cross. Yet, even this muscular Jesus wasn’t Him. And there it stood, I placed it on my bedroom wall. Once again, I was flabbergasted each time I gave it any attention. It caused me to realize how much pain His physical body went through, and it was increasing my inner emotional knowledge each time I looked at it. Only a few days I had it up on my wall, and clear as day, I remember taking it down immediately. I got this uncomfortable feeling in my soul because the Holy Spirit on the part of Jesus softly whispered to me, “I am not up there anymore. Worship Me in spirit and in truth.” Without any hesitation, I immediately tore it down. I was so embarrassed by what I did; I broke one of the ten commandments. Yet I am glad that I have the Holy Spirit inside of me to warn and counsel me against what is wrong.

I have long since lost that 4×4 picture of the muscular Jesus, but the memory of it is surely implanted in my mind like concrete, just as my beliefs have matured in that I fall more in line with the Baptist view of things; however, let me say this: I’M A FOLLOWER OF JESUS CHRIST! PERIOD. END OF STORY. Yet, do you have anything that could be considered Graven Images hanging on your wall, in your pocket, in your car or worse? 🤔 Obviously, we naturally think of Graven Images as those cut of wood, stone, precious metals, and the like. We naturally don’t think that other things could possibly get in the way of our relationship with God. But they can and will if you give them room enough to do so. We, even, don’t consider other things we can put before God such as money, liquid assets, prestige, sex, and pride just to name a few.

Well, I urge you to confess whatever you are holding up over God, and making it your god. That is where God gets jealous since He knows those things only lead to death or the grave. There is no going back once you have physically died, except where God raised a few people from the dead using Jesus and His apostles. So, No Graven Images! because God cares for us that He begs of you not to have anything that can separate you from Him. Thus, making God holy but personable.


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“The Insanity Of God: A True Story Of Faith Resurrected” by Nik Ripken

“In 1993, I had only been in Somaliland for a few days, yet I had already seen enough evil and its effects to decide that this place felt like total separation from God. It seems to be a complete disconnect from what was good in the universe. Somaliland in 1992 was as close to hell as I had ever wanted to be.”~Nik Ripken

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Do True Life Christians Have Any “Right” To Complain To God? (A Look-Back To the Minor Prophet Habakkuk)

I consider myself a True Life Christian. Yet, there are certainly times when God seems like He doesn’t hear my prayer, and it seems to happen when I am going through a trial that things are not adding up the way I’d like them to. You know, when I need Him the most. I am positively certain that if you haven’t gone through this experience yet, you will (unless the Lord Jesus Christ comes back in the air to take all of True Life Christians {whether dead or not} to where His home is now {the rapture}) Seemingly, my prayers don’t get answered the way that I would like them to, whether it be personal, for a group, for a region, a country, a region of countries, both hemispheres, or the world.

Going back in my memory it was at this place of employment I once worked, I had worked there for only 4 months. Throughout this ordeal of employment, I pleaded with God to somehow use me to be a witness for Jesus Christ, yet no clear cut answer was ever given to me of my early dismissal. With the help of the Holy Spirit, I began to search my brain, and the only thing I could come up with is I had an open Bible on the table. This table was in the middle of a kitchen, dining, and living room area just after the mudroom. This beautiful log cabin house was so gorgeous, and it over-looked ravishing scenery. But the ravishing scenery could not take away my assistant supervisor’s need for drugs. To put it to you bluntly, my assistant supervisor was on illegal drugs (a.k.a. pot, marijuana or cannabis and pretty sure he tried even harder drugs). But, apparently, it was pretty well known that he did use by the agency, but he wasn’t too concerned about the consequences of being fired since he worked there for 15 years, talking freely and openly about it. He even went up to a management position. On top of all that, he was super nice to me. The kind that seeks you out and begins to form a relationship with you. And I was no different. But the agency didn’t try to help him, partly because he did a superior job since he could diffuse super volatile situations quickly.

Now, staff could bring in any kind of reading material they wanted into the house except for explicit magazines like those nudie magazines and stuff along those lines. Most of them brought college reading books for their classes, but since I wasn’t enrolled in college, I chose the Bible. For all I wanted to do was be the one who reflected the light of Jesus just like the moon does to the earth by reflecting the sun. I still remember coming home each and every night just pleading with God to use me as an agent to spread the Word of God to staff and clients including my assistant supervisor’s soul.

For I am not one of those “ACCEPT CHRIST BECAUSE IF YOU DON’T YOU WILL FACE ETERNAL JUDGEMENT” type of Christians, I did have something holy, the Word of God, sitting right there open on the table of the house that I was working in. I was secretly hoping my influence would cause any person (both staff and residents) to ask why was my life different. I waited and waited, leaving spiritual bread crumbs along the way; unfortunately, that day never came. Instead, I found myself being called in for letting me go. And just four months in, I found myself without one of the highest paid positions I was in. Driving home after the agency let me go, sent me into places I wish no one has to go because I put such a value onto the places where I work.

Thinking back to that devastating time of employment, I do remember that I had my Bible open where the other staff and residents could see it in that log cabin. Most of you who read this blog will say, “You shouldn’t have been fired for that! After all, it is the Word of God! The Truth that gives you life!” And I’d agree with you; however, the reason stated why I lost my job was “Failure to do required activities,” which I found out was bogus. For, I always make sure and do and go above and beyond the “required activities. I was beyond perplexed, downright mad, and a plethora of other emotions I was experiencing. The agency serves those with disabilities trying to give them a ” normal” life as much as possible. However, there is close to a minimum representation of Jesus Christ and what He did to purchase for our salvation from hell, except for the staff who go out of their way to make Jesus Christ known to them. But it did not go my way, for it to go my way, we would have had an awakening to what the Holy Spirit was doing in order that I (along with many others) may spread His gospel to an uncovered segment of the population, people with disabilities. (As a side note, I have a disability suffered when not even a month passed by when I celebrated my eighteenth birthday for the grace of God; and I had retrained my muscles to an acceptable position before they would let me go *2 1/2 months* after I spent a month in a coma. (To get my telling of that story, go to archives either under November 12, 2018, or February 7, 2019) However, unfortunately, it did not go my way, leaving me with doubts if I pursued the right career, causing me to complain to God on the behalf of Jesus Christ.

Now that I have given you a personal episode of my career, I would like to turn to my nation as evidenced by every social media post I put out there.

Yes, you got it. I am from the United States of America. According to Ecclesiastes, the ever wise King Solomon said everything is on a repetitive cycle, whether it be man or nation. So, for me to be concerned about where this country is going has been a concern since my younger days, even before I suffered my almost death-inducing car accident when I was 18. Back then, I saw the beginnings of what the country of America would look like today. Instead of fearing God, America is being slowly over-turned by America’s elite by securing their own through the halls of Congress.

In fact, in Congress elected a Muslim woman in 2013 forsaking the Holy Bible to be used for swearing in during her election ceremony. Instead, they used “The Quran.” I do not think that the “Founding Fathers” of this country would ever go for that; instead, today we as a nation celebrate it. It just leaves me with the chilling verse that can be found in Judges 21:25 b, that “everyone did right in his own eyes.”

Israel certainly made a lot of mistakes, so I was not shocked by the comparison between Israel and the USA. In fact, I was told that the most important things could be found in Scripture. This is one of those cases.

The prophet Habakkuk expresses a concern over Israel as they were being overrun by the Chaldeans or Babylonians. As he lodges a complaint to God over the fact he can’t see into the future, he says:

“Lord, how long must I ask for help, and You ignore me? I cry out to you against violence, but You do not save us! Why do You make me see the wrong things, and make me look at trouble? People are destroying things and hurting others in front of me; they are arguing and fighting. So the teachings are weak, and (true) justice never comes. Evil people gain while good people lose; the judges no longer make fair decisions.” (Habakkuk 1:2-4 NCV)

Although Habakkuk seemingly prayed this prayer more than once, it is recorded as only once as the Lord eventually responds by saying this:

“Look at the nations! Watch them and be amazed and shocked. I will do something in your life that you won’t believe even when you are told about it. I will use the Babylonians, those cruel and wild people who march across the earth and take lands that don’t belong to them. They scare and frighten people. They do what they want to do and are good only to themselves. They come to fight. … They attack quickly, like an eagle swooping down for food. They all come to fight. Nothing can stop them. … They laugh at all the strong, walled cities and build dirt piles to the tops of walls to capture them. Then they leave like the wind and move on. They are guilty of worshipping their own strength.” (Habakkuk 1:5-7, 8b-9a, 10b-11 NCV)

Just like us, Habakkuk isn’t finished with his complaining, seeking a reason why.

“Lord, You live forever, my God, my holy God. We will not die. Lord, You

have chosen the Babylonians to punish people; our Rock, You picked them to punish. Your eyes are too good to look at evil; You cannot see those who do wrong. So how can You put up with those evil people? How can You be quiet when the wicked people swallow up people who are better than they are? … The enemy offers sacrifices to his net and burns incense to worship it because it lets him live like the rich and enjoy the best food. … Will he go on destroying people without showing mercy? I will stand like a guard to watch and place myself at the tower. I will wait to see what He will say to me; I will wait to see how the Lord answers my complaint. (Habakkuk 1:11-13, 16, 17b, 2:1 NCV)

The Lord is extremely patient with His people and answers Habakkuk’s complaint:

The Lord answered me: “Write down the vision; write it down on clay tablets, so whoever reads it can run to tell others. It is not yet time for the message to come true, but that time is coming soon; the message will come true. It may seem like a long time, but be patient and wait for it, because it will surely come; it will not be delayed. The evil nation is very proud of itself; it is not living as it should. But those that are right with the Lord will live by faith. … One day the people of whom you have taken money will turn against you. The will realize what is happening and make you shake with fear. Then they will take everything that you have. … How terrible will it be for the nation to become rich by doing what is wrong, thinking that they will live in a safe place and escape harm? … How terrible will it be for the nation that kills people to build a city, that wrongs others to start a town? The Lord All-Powerful will send fire to destroy what those people have built; all the nations work will be for nothing. Then, just as the waters cover the sea, people everywhere will know the Lord’s glory. (Habakkuk 2:2-4, 7, 9, 12-14 NCV)

Just like the nation of Israel not paying attention to people like Moses, Samuel, King David, right down to prophets like Isaiah, Ezekiel, Jeremiah, Hosea, and Habakkuk (just to name a few) who basically told the nation of Israel to follow God’s law, the United States of America is climbing ever so close to a point that Americans can’t turn back because of our sinful ways. The United States’ government is in financial debt to the Chinese government up to over 20 trillion, and the interest on that is astronomically crazy. But Americans are fighting over the real issues like if you the legal right to end a baby’s life in the mother’s womb, or have the right to end someone’s life if they so choose it. Sarcastic? I know, but Americans are fighting against those social issues instead of getting this nation back to God. Politically, it is Republican vs. Democrat; it does not matter anymore whether you are right or wrong, only if your particular party wins to the neglect of being a real person who by the grace of God, wants to do this nation correct. God’s law now is grace for those who accept Jesus Christ as the risen Son of God with all the heart, soul, mind, and strength and believe He is the One to save the whole earth (Mark 12:30-31; John 3:16-21).

Along with other True Life Christians, I see the need for Americans to humbly confess our multitude of sins and start living for the One who provides TRUE freedom (2 Chronicles 7:14).

However, this is not exclusively for Americans. It is for the whole world. Yes, I know it is difficult especially coming from an era of international social media provided by the internet. But it can be done with the forgiveness of God. So, Do True Life Christians Have The “Right” To Complain To God? Well, to give you a straightforward answer, I would have to say, “Yes or No.” It is depending on where your heart is at with God.


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“I know that the Bible doesn’t describe hell in great detail. I know that Scripture doesn’t pinpoint its precise location, but I recall that many theologians contend that the worst thing that could be endured in hell is eternal separation from God.”~Nik Ripken

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Being Rejected By Your Dad For Openly Speaking The Name Of Jesus Christ…

About five to six years ago, my earthly father called me up at work and said, “Bonnie’s dead.” See, Bonnie was my step-mother. A few seconds went by as my thoughts were collecting after this horrible news, my dad asked this, “Will you come down with me to Pennsylvania where she wants to be laid to rest when the ground thaws out?” I jumped at the opportunity to tell my dad about Christ, even though he heard it many times before.

In my estimation, my dad and I have always had a little bit of an awkward relationship. The reason why my dad did not have a good, bad, or indifferent relationship with his father was due to the fact that my grandpa died when my dad was six years of age. It was due to the fact that my grandpa was home alone passed out drunk and a lit cigarette that he was smoking caught the whole house on fire, and because my grandfather was passed out, he died in that fire. Nevertheless, in attempting to have that stellar relationship with my own dad, my heart was filled with compassion because of the fact that he did not have any sort of relationship with his own father to fall back on, either good or bad. Well, I thought this would be a time when I would support my dad, for God has presented such a time as this to ask eternal questions.

It was early June, and the ground had just softened up enough for me to make the trip down to Pennsylvania, for traveling down to Pennsylvania for the trip wasn’t new to me. For my other grandfather used to seem to know the best eating places when I was a child, and Pennsylvania has shoe-fly pie 🥧! (an Amish made a pie so you know it doesn’t have a lot of ingredients to it but oh so yummy). Seemingly, my grandfather knew the places to eat when we went on camping trips; it didn’t matter which state we were in, and Pennsylvania was no different. My other grandparents and our family used to go on family camping trips all along the Eastern part of the United States discovering new places to eat as my grandpa used to study up on what made each state different. Well, to say the least, Pennsylvania is where I got my love for shoe-fly pie. To digress a little, it was one of the top things that popped into my mind when he said he would like to have a traveling companion to go down and back with him. So I agreed, hoping to provide what little comfort I could, hoping to come back with shoe-fly pie, and finally, get my dad on the side of King Jesus.

We had to leave early in the morning to accommodate my dad. It is a 9-10 hour trip from where I currently live, and my dad knows the “love affair” I have with shoe-fly pie. So, when we were in Pennsylvania, a few exits passed by as my hunger for some shoe-fly pie was getting stronger until we stopped off at a little diner. We ordered our breakfast, and it came in sufficient enough time. After eating breakfast, I asked the question: “Do you have any shoe-fly pie?” I asked the waitress with bated breath. The waitress shooked her head no and offered me other desserts. As disappointment set in that they did not carry shoe-fly pie, we had another three hours to go before we had reached the spot in Pennsylvania that my step-mom wanted her body buried in as the final resting place. However, I was on a mission: to get my dad saved from the devastation of hell where Satan and his cronies are. I wanted him to accept Jesus Christ and go to Jesus Christ’s side where we get the privilege and honor to worship Him in Heaven. “I was on King Jesus’ side! What could go wrong?” I pondered silently in my head as we had just finished with breakfast, and we were back on the highway again.

Full of the Holy Spirit, I decided to wait until we were both rested, and I didn’t confront him with the question until the opportune moment, the next day. And it seemed like it was only a matter of hours before the next day would be here. To me, everything seemed rushed, like I was there to just keep my dad company but as a stranger nonetheless; for it was my dad who felt right at home and was much more comfortable spending the night at my step-aunt and uncle’s house than I was.

The next day was sunny just as the previous day had been. The funeral was brief, and we spent longer time just observing her body of ashes than we did at the funeral service. I felt helpless. Yet, I was there for my earthly dad, to find the opportune moment for me to pour my heart out. I started with my personal inner thought of going through that horrifying, almost death-inducing sports car accident, and my positive outlook on life even though faced with difficulties for the rest of my earthly life. I had dreams of conversion, that he would immediately go from the side of unbelief to belief, from unconverted to converted all for the glorious name of Jesus Christ.

Well, I waited until the moment that we were both driving in the car after the funeral service to grab a bite to eat with my step-mom’s sister and her family. That seemed to be the right moment. Although after I got through, my dad didn’t accept the free gift of salvation. Going through so much, how could he not see that Christ offers a better way of life eternally? Maybe, he does not see that in order to gain Christ you have to be willing to suffer for His name?

Perplexed, I started to go through reasons in my mind such as, “Maybe, he has gone through too many hurts in his life starting with growing up without a dad (my grandfather) from the age of six? Maybe, it was because of my parent’s one separation and two divorces that no matter what you tell your child thinks that it is that child’s fault? Maybe it was because I lied in court (a big no, no) because I was doing what my mother and my grandmother instructed me to do in order to keep my mother’s side of the family together? Then, my horrible accident that I was in, of which I am still feeling the effects today? Maybe, it was my step-mom’s death rocked his world into unbelief?” Maybe, just maybe…

As I sit and try to remember the intricate details of that trip, I am haunted by the fact that, as of now, I don’t have any assurance that my earthly dad has accepted Jesus Christ to bypass all the torment that is awaiting him in hell. As Romans 9:3 states, Paul is willing to take on the tortures of hell in saving his brother and sister Jews; so would I if my dad could be spared the tortures of hell. Yet, this is where I have to keep reminding myself the words in Isaiah 55:6-11 which goes like this in the New Century Version:

So you should look for the Lord before it is too late; you should call on Him while He is near. The wicked should stop doing wrong, and they should stop with their evil thoughts. They should return to the Lord, so He can have mercy on them. They should come to our God because He will freely forgive them. The Lord says, “My thoughts are not like your thoughts. Your ways are not like My ways. Just like the heavens are higher than the earth, so My ways are higher than your ways and My thoughts are higher than your thoughts. Rain and snow fall from the sky and don’t return without watering the ground. They cause plants to sprout and grow, making seeds for the farmer and bread for the people. The same thing is true for the words I speak. They will not return to me empty. They make things happen that I want to happen, and they succeed in doing what I sent them to do.

I also get the comfort that the Holy Spirit is saying the words for me as 1 Corinthians 2:10-16 which says:

But God has shown us these things through the Spirit. The Spirit searches out all things, even the deepest secrets of God. Who knows the thoughts that another person has? Only the person’s spirit within him knows his thoughts. No one knows the thoughts of God except the Holy Spirit of God. Now we (Christians) did not receive the spirit of the world, but we received the Holy Spirit that is from God so we can know all that God has given us. And we speak about these things, not with words taught to us by human wisdom but with words taught to us by the Holy Spirit. And so we explain spiritual truths to spiritual people. A person who does not have the Holy Spirit of God does not accept the truths that come from the Holy Spirit of God. That person thinks they are foolish and cannot understand them, because they can ob)y be judged to be true by the Holy Spirit. The spiritual person is able to judge all things, but no one can judge him. The Scripture says, “Who is able to know the mind of the Lord? Who is able to teach Him?” But we (True Life Christians) have the mind of Christ. (NCV with my added emphasis)

With that said, you would think that I would be emboldened to share the Good News that Christ came down from heaven, only to suffer and die on a horrifyingly painful cross, then three days later, rise from the dead according to Mattew 28:19-20. But I still struggle with my insecurities. I am not a great or even average orator that can speak of the things of God with precision. Yet, am I supposed to hide behind that? NO!!! So I use my weakness to glorify Christ (2 Corinthians 12:9-10) 😇.

So, Being Rejected By Your Dad For Openly Speaking The Name Of Jesus Christ… is not fun. I wish things had turned out differently. However, you have to be willing to forsake even your earthly family members for the cause of Christ, as Mark 3:31-35 states. It is the cost to be a follower of Jesus Christ. Think about it, and then take action!

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“The Insanity Of God: A True Story Of Faith Resurrected” By Nik Ripken

“Watching that flale machine work, seeing that crewmen risk life and limb literally to find and remove another 1 of who may know 1,000 more mines, these are the questions I have been asking myself since the day I in Somaliland. What kind of place is it that you worry about your child getting blown apart everytime he goes out to play?”-Nik Ripken

“God Only Knows”-For King And Country

Coming Back To Dadvise…

Thinking I was going to put the subject of this blog (importance of dads and the ultimate Daddy in heaven) out next week, I had it set on my mind to put this particular blog out Friday, 6/15/19, for Father’s Day. Yet that is not what the Holy Spirit wanted me to do. Maybe, for someone who reads or listens to this particular post, perhaps it will touch them into action and do what the Holy Spirit says. On with the title of this message called, #dadvice.

Now, I am going to use a fictitious story from Jesus Christ known as a parable. It is the purpose of Jesus Christ’s parables to teach truth on a certain aspect of life. This following parable is a different take on the Prodigal son; it is the power of forgiving love of a dad by accepting #dadvice, instead of the wasteful spending of a son to try and live out his fantasies. So, let us get on with the parable.

The parable of the Prodigal Son, as most Christians know it, is found in Luke 15:11-32. In this case, the son gives the word “PRODIGAL,” as it. means recklessly spendthrift or the one who spends or gives lavishly or foolishly (Merriam-Webster). Now, just about all Christians have heard of the fictitious although ever true story of the “PRODIGAL” son found in Luke 15:11-32. What was made “new” to me was the story is of forgiving dad that never occurred to me before; that forgiving love that has no limits on forgiving, especially when it comes to finances. And a reckless younger brother who will test the limits of his dad’s forgiveness, while the older brother stays at home fulfilling his dad’s requests but seemingly holding a grudge against his little brother.

Just imagine, you as the older brother or sister has to put up with the complaining of the work your younger brother. With the same ears that put up with the complaining, you are hearing of the dreams you could do with your portion of the land that will turn into money, until one day your younger brother has the audacity to ask for his inheritance early. Although no such thing is written in the Bible, I am positive that the dad in this story had given his two sons advice on how they should live, how they should spend their money and all of that a good father gives his children. I can see him tailoring each advice to each of his children like a tailor tailors clothes. Let me break it down for you as I am going to use one of the simplest but accurate translations I know of, the New Century Version (my reason for using this translation is because of Jesus using children who have a ton more innocence about them “to believe” {Matthew 19:13-15; Luke 18:15-17}). (As a side note, I try to use the most accurate but simplest translation I can find).

Then Jesus said, “A man had two sons. The younger son said to his father, ‘Give me my share of the property.’ So the father divided the property between his two sons. Then the younger son gathered up all that was his and traveled far away to another country. There he wasted his money in foolish living. After he had spent everything, a time came when there was no food anywhere in the country, and the son was poor and hungry. So he got a job with one of the citizens there who sent the son into the fields to feed pigs. The son was so hungry that he wanted to eat the pods the pigs were eating, but no one gave him anything. When he realized what he was doing, he thought, ‘All of my father’s servants have plenty of food. But I am here, almost dying with hunger. I will leave and return to my father and say to him, “Father, I have sinned against God and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son, but let me be like one of your servants.”’ So the son left and went to his father.

“While the son was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt sorry for his son. So the father ran to him and hugged and kissed him. The son said, ‘Father, I have sinned against God and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’ But the father said to his servants, ‘Hurry! Bring the best clothes and put them on him. Also, put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. And get our fat calf and kill it so we can have a feast and celebrate. My son was dead, but now he is alive again.

“The older son was in the field, and as he came closer to the house, he heard the sound of music and dancing. So he called to one of the servants and asked what all this meant. The servant said, ‘Your brother has come back, and your father killed the fat calf, because your brother came home safely.’ The older son was angry and would not go in to the feast. So his father went out and begged him to come in. But the older son said to his father, ‘I have served you like a slave for many years and have always obeyed your commands. But you never gave me even a young goat to have at a feast with my friends. But your other son, who wasted all your money on prostitutes, comes home, and you kill the fat calf for him!’ The father said to him, ‘Son, you are always with me, and all that I have is yours. We had to celebrate and be happy because your brother was dead, but now he is alive. He was lost, but now he is found.’” (Luke 15:11-32)

Even though I wish Jesus would have given us more of the background behind these two sons, that is all that is written down in Scripture. And as much as I purpose it in my heart, Jesus Christ didn’t give us more of the background which I so desperately want, which goes to prove that many aspects could be taken from this fictitious but nevertheless true story. You could take the part of the foolish younger son who wasted his part of the inheritance, or you could take the part of the seemingly to be more justified, older brother. However, for this I want to concentrate on #dadvice.

See, what is not written here is the prior #dadvice that seemingly gave the two boys while they were growing up. According to the text of Scripture, the older brother followed the #dadvice while the younger brother did not, going to spend the money he got from selling his portion of the property to the highest bidder and wasting it on prostitutes. Hmm. Just think. I would feel a tad jealous (even a bit of righteous indignation) if all I did was everything to please dad, and dear old dad throws a party for your brother who has come back to his father’s house?! Wouldn’t you?!

According to our justice of right and wrong, it just isn’t right. But see,

The Lord says, “My thoughts are not as your thoughts. Your ways are not like My ways. (Isaiah 55:8 NCV)

Even though our dads possibly have a bit antiquated view of things in our eyes, it is apparent that due to this true yet fictitious story as stated above, the power of a forgiving dad has and to follow what #dadvice in your future endeavors, especially the Almighty Daddy. So, has my little blog started something new, something that will have you to start and go back to Coming Back To #Dadvice…? If so, please comment. 😇


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“Good, Good Father”-Chris Tomlin

“The Insanity Of God: A True Story Of Faith Resurrected” by Nik Ripken

“… I am sure that they believed it was the truth. But it was the truth that had very little to do with real life. Evidently, it was a story that did not demand much excitement or response. Evidently, it was another good story or maybe a great story which I needed to relegate to my ‘Once Upon A Time’ file.”-Nik Ripken

“Real Life”-Lincoln Brewster

“Hard Love”-NeedToBreathe