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JUST LIKE HIM:
by Helen Murray "The masterpiece though, the real masterpiece, is that tiny little search engine He put in every person. They are compelled to search out and make some sense of life, and capable of reaching right into Heaven to God Himself." "They are made in the very image of God Himself. Do you think He has some sort of a search engine in Him?" "Well, I hadn't thought of that. What do you think?" "Well, he certainly seems to be looking for children He can call His own and with whom He can relate even more than he does with us. We are to wait on these children of His. That's the plan. We are to wait on them just like we wait on Him!" "You're right. Now, that's what I call a very 'creative' search engine, when He is making what His heart is searching for!" "See, He's made the man like that too. He can make whatever his heart searches for. What a creation!' "You can say that again!" "What a creation!" "OK, OK, I didn't really mean it." "Didn't you? That's not like you" "Well, yes, I did mean it." "This gets more confusing by the minute." They chuckle at the nonsense. "I wonder if that's dangerous that he can make whatever he is searching for. He might get carried away with what he is doing and lose his focus, instead of relating with God." They stared at each other in silence. "If God wants real children they have to be made just like Him." "Yes, they do." "And they are." "What if they do divert their focus, create their own idols?" "Didn't God say something about a Plan B?" "Yes. He did. But He hasn't shown us the blueprint for that yet. Come to think of it I wonder why not, seeing He showed us the first plan." "Perhaps we don't need Plan B yet. Perhaps we won't ever need it." "You are right. If it's not needed He won't need to show it to us, because we don't have to act upon it." "He knows everything though. Why has He drawn up Plan B if it will never be needed? Seems like a lot of wasted effort." "He never wasted His time before. Perhaps He does know it will be needed." "Then He'll show it to us when it is necessary." "Listen. There's the Trumpet. It's the trumpet for war. I am needed. This could be Plan B action time." "Here, let me help you with your battle dress. My, it's a bit rusty. I'll polish it up for you while you go and get your orders." "Thanks", and with a mighty swoosh of his majestic wings he flew out to greet the Master. On his return he found that his battle dress was immaculate and magnificently set out for him by his dear friend. "They've done it," was his only statement. "They've found their idol. Oddly enough it's themselves! Plan B step 1 involves sending them away from their paradise. Things'll be a bit different now. I have to evict them and shut the gates." "I think you might terrify them, looking like that!" "That is precisely what I must do. That is my instruction. They have to understand what they have done, and they get labour for life now. When I return we are to go and study the rest of Plan B." "I'll look forward to that." "Me too." With which he stretched those magnificently feathered appendages again and sailed away on the Wind of the Spirit to exact Justice on the earth. Grandmother, teacher, bushlover, horse-lover, gardener, poet , stirrer and passionate person, especially about Jesus. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |