Putting down a day as finished

September 4th, 2007

Joel Akin

 Lets begin with a scripture. It is find me a man who is wise and I will show you a man who is not.

 Suppose I spent a day in wise things. Only it was a war so I went into it with prayer. At the end I fell asleep and it so happened I had a glass of Pepsi by the bed. On regular occasions I end with Pepsi as it helps me sleep and is good for my digestion.

 It was a problem because I had a slow day and didn't do much. That meant I was filled with reflux. It might have happened with water but I can't prove it.

 Yet what if reflux is the dynamite of the soul? Suppose in its way it provides me with a desire to pray? Suppose I am exhausted but am burping badly and hurtfully. And knowing reflux I know I can't sleep until I am able to rest.

Now this is a battle of the body. And the body is the soul. I spend so much time in prayer I end up with a body which is sick. And sick isn't the gift of God it is a gift of misery.

So if I suffer reflux and if it would have happened anyway then why worry over things? I guess if you suffer with a dozen problems each day it becomes a hassle. And each hassle leads up to more problems then you can handle. So that means God does one thing; He sits on His book and writes "Spent day in prayer, mostly in bed." Ate lunch which was minor and then did a few things that affected eating. Only by lying down. And so it goes on and on and on and this is one case I may have to rise up and sleep sitting. Only it isn't possible. I want to write this but I keep falling asleep at the wheel. And again going into prayer with God isn't really easy. So I do what is second best, I try to be the person I was called to be. Free.

So how do you get free of things? You go into prayer. How can you pray if you are always sick? As in sick with body that won't let you do what you want? If you can't pray then you must wait. And since wait is the gift of God He would say trust. For trust if the floor weaves under you and the head nods constantly. Trust isn't easy. It is like filling out forms. I can do them if I have supreme time but filling them takes time. And so the battle is one of time.

 Now if I go drink more it might help but not of Pepsi but water. But it is a bad time and more then once I wish I could think clearly.

So the future of man is one where God will clear out the fog. He will take it and cast it into the sea. He will find men who are wise and break them upon the sea. He will give them a dream and a land to see. He will show men that God is not afraid of man. He will take men into the sea. There he will gather them up and put them in land that is free. He will find them land. He will give them land. He will provide those with nothing with land and with a way of maintaining land. He will take land and bring it out of time. And that means he will raise up land. He will find a way of raising up land which is wise for men and wise for the sea. And he will give it to those who deserve it. And if they are wise they will rest and not complain.

 Now God will see men who find it difficult to rest. He will find them to see. He will find them to bless. He will find them to carry. He is God. No one else can marry or bury without the will of God. God isn't given to fear. He is given to men in the gift of His Son and that is the gift of Life. And life is the gift of people. For life is the gift of the Spirit of God.

There are free and almost free. Free is the gift of God. Almost free is the life we live. If we find we can't find a bank maybe God will raise one up from the sea. For if the bank of the sea is of men God will raise one up. For if the sea is filled with men of time one might have been honest. So they would be the banker of the future. One who doesn't charge usury. One who takes what is given. One who isn't afraid of time of men. We live in an age when fear of men is rampant. Rampant meaning they take and take and take and take in small things.

 So lets see where this goes? Try to rest and write this tomorrow.

Wednesday

 Here it is about 7:30 in the morning. Birds seem to be flying towards the rising sun. I guess its that time of year. Anyway the birds seem to be happy.

 I took some videos and they were with my cheap camera. So if I can figure out how to add them here I guess I will in time.

There are a lot of things on my mind right now. Last night was a spiritual breakthrough. I know it. The enemy had surrounded me like a flood and so God came and set up His encampment with mine. Two work together better then if He is off somewhere out there.

 Now I work with God but God is one Spirit who is able to manipulate and change the order of reality. And that means He is able to change the name of the story from fail to win. How? Lets say as God He created things. He made things. He built things up so that I would freak out. Now I say that because freak out is meant to be like super cool or radical or something that doesn't sound like an atom gone besserk. The fact is God is going to label the story "The day I won" and it is meant to be either today or tomorrow. It all depends on how soon I can be free to think.

Thinking is the gift God gave me at the beginning. As I grew I mature and as I mature I think. I think so I can be free and I am free. Only I am not. I am in war and spiritual battle. That is something most of us understand. We know there is a spiritual war only we sometimes fight like wimps. We fight by waving and shouting and sometimes screaming loudly. And that is how we fight. Of course we often use words of power and we do so by claiming things. But claiming things is like a person standing on a piece of land and shouting "I claim this in the name of Jesus". But suppose Jesus had promised that to someone else? After all God is involved in things.

So two can't be right. I was into this when I had women tell me one after another they were called by God to marry me. Now I suppose it might be true but if so I probably have close to a dozen women here on earth. And so God is favoring me.

The fact is there are times God will grant a man the right to have a wife but it is rare when he is granted wives. That is why for that to happen he might have to be prepared for the day when seven women will cling to one man. And that is the day when men are revealed to be evil. And if men are evil then those who are not must fight for those who are. For if men are killed by others for being evil and the world is short on men then God will grant women the right to be part of one mans life. And that would be harder then it seems to deal with.

Now if this is to be a winning day it must begin with prayer. Prayer is the base of all things. And so if I write with music the music only plays a role. It doesn't hinder. And if I write with camera that again is part of the story. So prayer can be a walk around the block with God. He goes with us and partakes in the day. And we become part of the story.

The story thereby becomes part of the history and history is me taking pictures on the walk. I may not comment that I passed by a stinky garbage or our neighbor seems to be throwing out a fireplace. Nor that our neighbor has a broken side window and their are glass shards on the ground. But he knew of it for it was taped up. And another neighbor is throwing out a long folding table. And so I notice things. I saw the flowers and the geese and the pigeons. And I saw the neighbor sprinkling his lawn. And I knew dad had gone out with Steve for coffee. It was a time of times when people did things. And it was change. It was change because God had made it so. For normally I didn't notice these things. Most of the time I walked and saw and learned little. But today I saw that few people were out. I noticed the clouds and the fact the sun was obscured but to the West it was clear. And I knew the geese were flying from the South West. Why? I suspect they do that this time of year. Only it seems they don't go much towards the North this far North.

Now I didn't include everything I did. It might become boring to some. If you were fans of my sister you might hear she overslept and couldn't make it for coffee with dad and her brother. And the odd fact that when she gets to heaven she wants to spend eternity interviewing everyone. I kept telling her it was impossible. She would never catch up. Gods government would increase and she would get further behind. But it hit me God was preparing her life for mine. For He had told me that I was to be a producer not just of music but of life. I would write and go to school for photography. I would learn things of film and learn to repair cameras. And if possible I may write stories that are interesting into a book. I figure there are always stories to be written. Only it turns out that if I were to go into biographies I had a sister who suddenly, out of the blue, had this crazy wild idea on interviewing everyone in the Universe. And that meant she would be at it forever. For there would be no end to people.

 So then who would be subject for a movie? I suppose that would depend on how long the story went. Some might be short and some might be long. But all would be interesting for God would find her people she would stumble on who were of interest. For she could interview everyone or God might say "Do you want to live or interview people." For if she had to breathe in life she might interview the air. It carries knowledge. And if she were to interview the tree it would be a set. And so if she were to interview one from each race that might make it easier.

Race being people from alien races. They do exist and they do love and they do have a friend in heaven named God who died for them. Only some races don't know it. And so if we as Christians get stuck on earth with our theology we won't be ready to reap a harvest of souls. So God has a way of reaching people of all races with love. He goes after people. And He goes after time and race of time. And it is this which gives people hope.

Now Paul spoke of the Ox being unmuzzled. And if it wasn't held from eating the grain it had hope. And hope was the hope of man as well as the creature. And so if God wanted us to be free of stone we would find it easy to hope. So lets put that into perspective. Imagine we carried a weight of sin. Sin carried us to the sea. We fought with sin but not in the sea. We fought in the air. We fought on land. We fought in the world of heaven by faith. And that is where God dealt with not just the one called me but also the man called me. He knew that if I saw evil he would hate it. But if they saw what happened they would despise not me but sin. Only how do you prevent the story from going out to the public? By writing it here. So when the story is told they'll say "That is sneaky. He knew it ahead of time" only until this moment I didn't. It is 8:06 AM. Here in Calgary. And that my friends, is the truth.

Now I have much to tell. But lets say the fat hits the fire in a week or two. That is why the day of God is about to change. For God will deliver me and set me free. And I will see things that I cannot explain. And in a way I want to see things I cannot explain. So I have a story that I can understand as being different then most. And of course that will be the understatement of the century.