My Favorite Kind

Today I want to talk mainly about a particular group of people, who in my judgment, I find to be pretty cool. These are my favorite group of people, so I am biased. I will admit that fact, and tell you straight up that, my desire is to be one, of these folks. I am not the only one that has this desire, because there are a lot of imitators, of this group. The group that I am speaking about is the children of God. 

 

The true children of God are a cut far above the rest. They are not perfect, not by a long shot. Everything in their lives, do not turn into, roses that have no thorns. They go through the same storms in their lives, which we all do, but because of their faith level that they life by, the storms can be greater at times. We can go to the Word of God, and look at the life of Job, and prove this point. 

 

There is another verse that I want to place right here, and right now that is controversial. The reason that it is misunderstood is because people want to take this verse out of context, choosing to play the role of God, which is a dangerous thing to do. Please accept this verse just the way that it is written. 

 

1Corinthians 10:13 There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it. 

 

The reason that these children of God, are so awesome is because, of their Father. It has nothing to do with the children, and everything to do with the Son of God, Jesus Christ. The children of God represent their Father, and their Savior. Father has made a promise of a fabulous future, but all the real children know, and realize that the promise is not the real jewel. The real deal, the real jewel, or whatever we chose to call it, is not anything that lies, in our future. It is right here, and right now, it is the real, true relationship with Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

1John 5:11 And this is the record, that God hath given to us eternal life, and this life is in his Son. 

 

We need to figure out who we are, instead of what we used to be. Once Jesus comes into our life everything changes, and it starts on the inside. We don’t look any different, but we are different. We know that, because we feel a change, in the inner core, of our being. We have something growing, on the inside of us, and the goal of this new creature is to burst forth oozing, from every inlet portal of our being. 

 

Those cuss words leave a nasty taste in our mouths. At one time is left the sweet taste of victory in our mouth, before we even realized what true victory is. Our ears even sting now when something is invading that sweet Spirit inside of us, which He finds offensive. Our noses find things offensive that, we used to think that we enjoyed doing.

I find that the strangest portal is our eye. The Spirit within us is quick to let me know, when I have honed in on something that, I really don’t need to be looking at. He is even quicker to reprimand my thoughts that come with whatever is in my view. It is hard not to think something, if not for a split second, when it catches the eye.

The children of God have a dispensation of total victory, and they know this. They know to whom that they belong, and what that means on a daily basis, as well in the long run. They rage a war against Satan, and his group of fallen angels. They don’t sit on the sidelines, in the war zone waiting to be told what to do. Instead they suit up, in the armor of God every day, and meet the enemy on the front lines, taking the battle to them.

You will hardly see a true child of God suffering without their daily needs, because they rely on their master to deliver. When the delivery arrives it is rarely just enough for that day, because there is always someone else, with a need. The true child of God will hardly ever be caught, entertaining a complaining Spirit, but rather taking all their concerns, before the Lord.

1Peter 5:7 Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you. 

 

True children of God are not hard to spot. They hide as well as a bald eagle, in a group of pigeons. Every Sunday you will find a bunch of imposters sitting, in the pews of any church, mixing in with the real ones. The way to tell the difference can be close to impossible, without knowing them personally. The imposters generally with have some serious heart issues, and there is only one that I know can read the heart.

Jeremiah 17:10 I the LORD search the heart, I try the reins, even to give every man according to his ways, and according to the fruit of his doings. 

 

It really don’t matter what I think about the children of God. I do love them, and highly favor them above the rest. The Lord Jesus fills my heart with enough love every day, so I can show love, to all whose paths I cross. The real issue at hand here is those, that are trying to impersonate, the children of God, who went another way, than the way of the cross. The church house is filled with those types, and most of them just have been deceived by one way, or another way. 

 

I have placed a lot of thought, into how to really tell the difference, between the two. Other than the one shinning above the other one, to be sure, I would need to say that, the answer would need to come through prayer. Holy Spirit can spot the imposter right away, and tell you the right words to say when approaching them. It would be worse than a shame, for somebody to be surrounded by real Christians every Sunday, and go to Hell.

Hell is a real place, and there will be folks down there, that has lived a better life, than the one that I have lived. It is not about how good a person is, or how well behaved that they are. There is no amount of good works that disqualify a person, from spending an eternity in Hell. There is actually only one way to receive a pardon, on the sentence of death, which we all deserve.

Romans 6:23 For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord. 

 

Ain’t Jesus Awesome?

….Much Love