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From the first conversation we were not strangers…
A searing, a piercing wind blew my story that always follows me, into a million pieces…
A deep blue velvet stillness filled me and my heart’s fragility opened wide and I knew The presence of the Holy entered…
Hyperbolic language: Proper Bible Teachers derive the passage’s authorial intent and arrive at a common meaning.
Direct Revelation from God: NO! God has said all He has to say to us through Jesus Christ, using the Holy Spirit to guide us to Jesus and in all Truth! God stopped speaking when He gave His Son, and all He has to say now is in His Word. Hebrews 1:1-2
Busywork: Fluff instead of exegesis. Simply teach the passage verbatim.
Taking words and verses out of context: THIS is a BIG ONE! You cannot cherry pick words and verses randomly and unrelated to the main passage you are teaching. Usually spiritualizing and cherry picking occurs because someone never learned or knows proper hermeneutical methods to learning or teaching.
Softening understood Christian words and concepts: Instead of using words like sin, submit, repent, obey false teachers will use words like “wrong choices, cooperate with God, resist His direction.”
Legalistic warnings and scare tactics: Telling people they “MUST DO, MUST TRY, MUST ACCOMPLISH to reap benefits of the Christian life. This is IMPOSSIBLE. If we are in Christ, we have Christ always and forever. Matthew 28:20
Quick Glance False teaching flags
- Direct Revelation
- Poor hermeneutic
- Twisting verses, taking out of context
- Overblown emotionalism and language (this usually hides the vacuousness of this person’s teaching.)
One sited source Elizabeth Prata (Blog)
He didn’t walk away from me at Calvary
so I know he will never abandon me here.
I approach you my King without dread or fear.
To your Throne I am drawn which is adorned with your Grace
though the dirty city mist tries to fog my eyes and face
but I know these lies are not true
so I choose to continue to worship You!
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Round and round the evil spins
traps young girls and kills young men
There is no right or wrong, no right or wrong.
Over and over inside my head I hear babies crying from the dead,
It’s been too long, it’s been too long.
The blood spills out, the drugs run in but we no longer call it sin,
can’t be long, it can’t be long.
Over and over inside my head I hear the words that Jesus said,
It won’t be long, it won’t be long.
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I have held you from the beginning
Your innocence is a healing balm
Your laughter makes the world all right
Your smile gives peace and calm
You will not remember these infant days
When I rocked you in my arms
You will never know how you saved me
after my Mom was gone
I will not see you everyday
But you will still be my sunrise
I see your Mama in your face
and my Savior in your eyes
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I can’t seem to settle down
Feeling called to big sky
Times are hitting hard
The fear is a lie.
The Wilderness isn’t optional
Jesus went there too
I will trust him in this place
where only His Word is true.
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There are no more people on the boulevard
they have been locked away with paper chains
The humans became a commodity in exchange
the Truth has been lost in the game…
God have mercy on the boulevard
Bring your children home
Do not let these paper chains
bind our hearts stone cold…
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I think I missed my cue
in the seismic gap between us.
The drama is widening it all the while.
There is a rawness in your eyes
burning ashes fill the sky.
The midnight train is passing by
is this my cue to cry?
A night so long and you move on
and I never say goodbye.
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Dreamlike orbs of light float by. I feel removed from afar. I compartmentalize the uncertainty of these times. It lessens the sharp edge of the unknown, of false information, and loss around every corner. This must be similar to wartime trauma, although in many ways no where near it. Yet still there is communal suffering in my world and there is idle time that cannot be healthy. Texas summer heat is unleashed. The sun beats down in all of it’s glory, unrelenting. Dozens of small wisps of clouds seem motionless in the watery blue of the summer sky.
Yet, in this stillness and overwhelming simplicity I know the Presence of God washes over me. Steady and strong, I know I am meant to live in this time. Right now I am alive. The sharp edge of the unknown lessens because of the Power of the name of Jesus. Yes, I am one of those who cling to the Power of the blood shed on His cross and the indescribable power of His Resurrection! Jesus alone!
I am able to live in the present most of the time as it is the gift He gives me. I am comforted by Him. The Alpha and Omega…The One whose name is Faithful and True. Today is what I have.
“I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True.” Revelation 1 9:11
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There is nothing folded or any pockets left to hide anything. There are no possessions, no promise to keep, and no clever things to say. There are no lies to tell, no more pressure of failure or success. There is no need to pursue happiness and accolades. There are no more bills to pay or money to spend. There is nothing clever to be said.
This man and I are alone in his hospital room. We are humans here together. I am the last person he saw. I am the last one to hold this hand that is already losing its warmth. This hand that held his sweetheart, his children, and grandchildren. This hand that worked diligently at a job and perhaps lost touch on his journey.
In this moment I feel his joys and sorrows as one human to another. I have the privilege to hold for just a brief moment the connection of the mystery that we both have lived, and dreamed in both the laughing and the weeping.
I am the one who will gently wash away the smell of sickness. I will tenderly prepare this human body for final rest as if he were my loved one because the Truth is we are brother and sister in the family of “us.” All of us who are called humans. I will make sure he looks his best for his loved ones who are on their way here in mourning, and just for ” the blink of an eye” I will hold this other human’s unknown secrets, dreams, and love for the cherished treasures they are. I will be a better person having done so.
I whisper a prayer to The One who gives life and who defeated death and give thanks that two complete strangers can be so completely united for a single moment.
This is what being a Nurse means…