“Jesus answered, “The work of God is this: to believe in the one he has sent.”” John 6:29 NIV

..and I wish all places where taken as they often are here.

This film hasn't started yet, it will soon. The film of my life started quite a while ago and I am glad the film changed , though at times I still feel caught in the wrong film. That may just be, because I am not good enough for God's film. Or I am taking time getting used to it. May he be blessed. Wish I could better express what it means to me. Even though it may be the wrong film. ;)))

Terrors: The Fear of the Lord is the Beginning of Wisdom

http://www.authonomy.com/books/36440/terrors-the-fear-of-the-lord-is-the-beginning-of-wisdom/

The first part of my book made it onto place 14 of the New-Comer-List on authonomy. I am so happy and excited. I even got 6 stars for it, which is the best you can get for writing. - Of course you can all go and read or even support me, I'd be happier still. Feels like God's blessing is breathing onto my effort, if I may be so bold. God be praised. This is awesome.

Matthew 5:8 Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.

God's heart is pure. So pure that no filth can approach it, as much as lovingly he might long for it.

We are like aimlessly wandering hearts in space, until we find purity, and find rest in God. 

Then the trees of the forest will sing for joy before the LORD;... 1 Chron. 16:33

The trees will sing with joy, they seem to be full of joy even as I am walking through.

They give shelter, they play exquisitely with the suns light.

They  relieve the eyes of the hard forms of brick and concrete.

They are a joy to my tired heart, a God-given place for worship and prayer.

He *said to him, “Do you wish to get well?” (John 5:6)

Sunny summer days are a delight to the eye and skin, they show a pretty side of nature and one easily agreed upon. Sometimes it looks as if it had been touched by and angel. And has some power to heal sadness and sorrow. 

The big picture is beautiful, with a high sky and summer clouds wandering by. It is joy to the eye and the heart.  To get some of the air, hot with sunshine and cooled with a breeze is to me always part of a greater miracle.

The small picture may be more difficult to see and it is way more fragile than the great view. It is beautful in its fragility and composition of color. Every one of these little things make the big picture beautiful. If one is missed, will anyone care? One may not make a difference as the dog in his impetouos ways jumps on several of them. But even though - it is the small things in life that make the big picture pretty. Jesus cared for crowds, big picture, he cared as well for little children, small picture.  

But at Bethesda, where many sick people were waiting for the angel to touch the waters to be made whole, Jesus only healed one man. That has often puzzeled me. Why wouldn't Jesus make the waters move constantly or do a general healing "session"? Because often the sickness is for us a learning opportunity. he healed that one man to teach him a lesson. Which the man did not learn. It is a challenge to admit, I don't get the big picture here. If I could. I would have healed everybody. Wouldn`t you?  Maybe in their hearts they didn't want to get well? Or wanted to have their own ways? I have to trust, that Jesus knows what needs to be done. For me and for others. He is Lord. If I don't forget, the picture may remain foggy but beautiful. If I don't trust, nasty spots will easily appear. Not in this world but in my soul. Those spots will hinder my seeing the wonders of God. Even though it may not be easy to trust where I don't understand. I am like the small flower in a big picture that only God sees.

Philippians 4:9 The things you have learned and received and heard and seen in me, practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you.

There is a serious promise attached to a huge demand. Do, what you know to be right, do, what you know to be the way, Jesus has set you on, and deep inner peace will follow. Many would love to find inner peace. They might travel around the world in search for it. But to obey God? Too easy? Too difficult? It is the only way to find inner peace. And I have tried some of the trodden paths. It may feel nice, but the hearts longing usually remains empty. In getting closer to God there is this assurance of peace. And the world around may start spinning with madness and disgust. But God will be there and bring peace. He will satisfy every need. Even if it may be by taking the need away. He has his own ways of being glorious and funny and wonderful. Which is why: Heaven is a wonderful place. (And though fish may look peaceful, as much as I know they strive as much as anybody else. Yet their watery world somehow seems to promise relief, at least relief from the weight of my own self...)

Isaiah 65:25 The wolf and the lamb will graze together, and the lion will eat straw like the ox.

I have often been gazing at the piranha, wondering whether he enjoys his bloody meals.  Whether he has a choice to survive, if he refused to live on blood. He seemed to look at me saying: "We are not so different, you know. Don't you hide sharp teeth behind a pretty face? Sprinkled with red and gold, aren't you deadly sometimes? Can you survive without slandering and harming somebody else? Some probably innocent creature, who wonders what befell him? Do you have a choice to survive in this world? Can you live on "grass" alone? Can you even wish you could be different?" I stood a long time in front of that basin, before wandering off to more peaceful, elegant or funny creatures. As beautiful and bountiful as God made them. But I didn't forget the piranha. Wondering how I can change. How I can be good. And feel good. For being good feels real good. Promise. God can pull out those sharp teeth. Feels a bit scary, helpless, if you know what I mean.

(David asked them)...to play loudly and lift up their voices with joy. 1 Chr 15:16

Psalm 71:23
My lips shall shout for joy when I sing praises to You, and my inner being, which You have redeemed.

God's presence has always been reason enough to be joyful, even in affliction and pain. Joyful service is our due, kind of, the one thing we can truly give. One thing, that may make a difference to this world. What a joy that would be, to be glad again.

Acts 13:52
And the disciples were continually filled with joy and the Holy Spirit.