Deeper Things

February 22, 2005

Personal Narrations

Joel Akin

Calgary, Alberta

Imagine a world that was filled with truths so profound that everything you knew and believed was shaken to its core. Would you run to a tiny closet and hide yourself in fear? Would you cover yourself with rocks and stones to hide from the face of HE who dwells above. There was a time I could have told you I knew God and accepted the fact that the preachers had all the truth. And that people on the news must know the truth because they speak words so clearly.

 Yet the deeper I dig into the things of God the more I realize I knew nothing. That I could not have known anything because I did not know God. I knew of God. I knew of His son Jesus. I knew of the Holy Spirit and the gifts He offered. And I even partook of one or more of those gifts. But because I did not understand Him nor understand my role there was little truth in me and little light that shone through me. I was filled with endless rooms of corruption, lies, half truths and worse. They blocked His light from shining through me. I became the greatest obstacle to the light of God from shining. God was not hindering me but I was stopping Him dead in His tracks because of my arrogance.

So God took me on a very painful road to teach me truth. First He had to remove all of the spiritual obstacles preventing me from seeing the truth. You can tell people the truth all their lives but the moment a bigger bird comes it snatches away the truth and is lost in darkness. So God had to make of me a bigger bird. He gave me a large egg and I cared for it and kept it warm with my prayers until one day it hatched and I still did not know what kind of bird it was. I fed it day by day with my faith in God and by seeking him the bird grew and I realized it was an eaglet. It was huge, as big as me, but soon it grew bigger then me. It took all my effort to feed it but I refused to give up and let it die. The eaglet shed its molting and started to put on feathers. People came by and laughed for in this world there was a bridge already crossing this great chasm. There was no need for an eaglet for was I not living on the bridge?

Still I refused to give up for I felt God had given me this eaglet to care for. One day the eaglet finally was able to stand and I was amazed at how much taller then me it was. It dwarfed me and I had tremendous awe. People still laughed at me or ignored me as they drove back and forth on the bridge. I became a source of amusement and derision at the care I gave this giant bird.

I began to realize she had a personality and so I called her Freedom because she was given to me by God. I could not cross the bridge on my own because I had not the strength but I could do one thing. I could care for freedom and love her.

Then on an ordinary day something extraordinary happened. My young eagle spread her wings and I begged her to fly. But she would not. I knew that she wanted to carry me and so I got on her back and she lifted off from the edge of the bridge and we dived deep into that bottomless chasm. And though it seemed we would dash against the far bottom in darkness her wings stretched forth on either side and immediately we stopped falling and we were carried forward. On either side great walk walls, below us mist and darkness, but ahead I beheld the glorious light of the sun and towards it we flew.

 Somehow I cared for freedom when no one else did. I loved and cherished her when others mocked her and laughed at her and treated her with disrespect. But because I loved her and because God had granted her to me she grew and she prospered. I no longer needed the man-made bridge to cross the chasm for now I had freedom. She had matured and she had loved me and now she cherished me. She refused to fly without me. I had freedom and freedom carried me forward.

 When God gave me this dream I did not fully understand why He would show me with a giant egg next to a bridge crossing a massive chasm. I did not understand why I was asked to raise this bird. It was only when God called her freedom and only when I saw myself climb aboard her and fly into the chasm, that I realized what He had done. We have crossed this man-made bridge and trusted in its construction and workmanship for generations. But the day is coming when this bridge will fall and people will lose this bridge. For it too is called Freedom. The Spirit of Anti-christ is moving upon the land and has already conquered much. But this spirit cannot allow freedom to remain and must destroy this bridge.

But there are those very few who have the courage and the endurance to trust in Him in faith and in hope. He gives onto them promises. Sometimes those promises seem worthless and we toss them over the bridge not seeing their value. But a few of us cling to them and warm them with our prayers day and night. We see a hint of what is there and we feed it with more prayers. And as our faith grows so grows freedom until finally we are ready to fly because His Freedom can carry us where the freedom of man cannot.

My freedom in God shall carry me. Where will your freedom be when that man-made bridge has been shattered and broken? May God help us for the time is almost too late.