Chasing His Peace

You have nothing to lose by trusting in the Lord.

It’s funny how that statement seems mundane to so many mainstream Christians. I’ve seen it first hand, and I’m sure you have, too: It becomes a part of the ritual mantra that resides outside of one’s personal reality because religion is kept in a separate compartment from the rest of life. That’s what Western Christianity does, killing genuine faith by making it just another cerebral category of human endeavor.

A small example I like to use is cleaning up the litter around my apartment, dropped by other residents or visitors. When the maintenance guys come out in the morning with the trash bucket, their motive is entirely different. They pick up trash; I seek to bring healing to the environment. They aren’t bad guys, but they don’t do what I do and I can deal with that just fine. I am a part of God’s Creation, and it’s a part of me. My actions help everyone involved in ways they cannot grasp. By standing with God in obeying His revelation, and hearing His call and His claim on my soul, I enter more closely into His free offering to all mankind. I’m a little closer to what Adam was doing in the Garden of Eden before the Fall. I bring healing a little closer to the folks around me.

That’s not so different from what I strive to do on this blog — I want to vivify the healing hand of God in this world. I’m looking at events around me and seeking ways to obey the calling of God on my life. I can’t pretend to know everything; I don’t address issues for which He has not equipped me. But for the things I do sense an understanding in my heart, I prophesy of what His living moral character — the Spirit of His Son — says to things I can handle. So I’m picking up the crap people drop so I can contribute my part to making room for God to provide His promises.

I have a strong moral confidence when I talk about politics, for example. I’ve studied it academically in the Social Sciences and I’ve studied it in my heart through moral revelation and prayer. It’s not that I pretend to have answers for your choices, but that I can see the hand of God at work in human history. There’s no prescription except to tell you: Pray that God shows you His calling and what He requires you do in playing your part in His glorious revelation. I try to point out what I see God doing because I have full confidence that if I get some detail wrong, your heart will know and your internal reaction will, in itself, serve as a revelation of His will for you. Even my failures can serve to shine the light of truth if my heart is committed to Him. Accurate or mistaken in my grasp, I cannot remain silent.

I am eager to see His truth revealed. Depending on how well connected folks are to His truth, that could mean blessing or wrath. Even the verbal distinction between blessing and wrath is artificial; getting more truth is a blessing even when it hurts because we have shed some lies that are too tightly attached. Thus, the same prayer for His glory revealed means a prayer for an awful lot of wrath on those who don’t serve Him. And because I cannot serve Him without being deeply involved in the world around me, that means I’ll experience some human suffering when His wrath falls on others. At all costs, may His glory shine in me!

Don’t get lost. There’s one kind of wrath when folks riot in Charlotte, NC. Of course, the majority of rioters arrested are from out of state. They were paid and transported into town just for this event. This is not a local protest of any kind, but a manufactured crisis meant to distract from more important events. It’s not hard to find examples of the same sorrows handled properly in other places. In Charlotte an armed black man was shot by a black policeman. In Tulsa, OK, an unarmed black man was shot by a white police officer, but the protest was peaceful (and the officer was arrested eventually). I suppose the difference is that Soros doesn’t have that many friends in Tulsa.

I’m not sure what to make of all the noise coming from the alternative news sites about another kind of wrath. It’s something just as phony as the protests in Charlotte, but it’s something on a different level entirely — assassinations of public figures. The claim is that, in just a few days from now, there will be at least an attempt on the life of Trump and/or Clinton. As best I can tell, the claim comes from multiple independent sources. It could still be a big lie, but I suspect there’s some substance behind it. We should hardly be surprised; anyone paying attention to the news could have predicted this some months ago. It’s the timing that seems to be an issue here, a sort of “October Surprise” that we read about in election commentary so often.

But regardless of what my mind says about all of that, my heart says, “Don’t worry.” Whatever happens will not justify the drama everyone else invests in it. It matters little whose faces we see during the actual voting; certain trends will not change. The clash between the globalists versus the nationalists is not going to fade with the death of either/both candidates. And if the globalists start winning in any way, there will be a bloody revolt by the nationalists. Nationalism is surging all over the world, so we should expect some kind of right-wing fascist backlash here in the US.

Part of it is simply the natural human response to the economic and social instability resulting from abusive financial policies. The past few decades have seen the wealthy engaging in heedless willful plunder of everyone else. The mechanism is mostly a matter of excessively easy credit coupled with legislation that forces the productive classes to spend more than they would voluntarily do. Mere hedonistic enticement wasn’t enough, so the cost of living was artificially boosted by hugely expensive government mandates. On top of confiscatory taxation, we were all forced to give more money to the wealthy who produced nothing at all. And the wealthy ran with that money and invested it in each other’s unproductive businesses and in making debt both easier and more necessary just to live.

And now we have this incomprehensible notional debt that actually means nothing at all, but serves to keep us all enslaved. But it’s on the verge of breaking because the kind of blood-sucking it takes to keep it working has sucked it all dry. There’s nothing left to feed back into the debt system, so it’s going to collapse. We all know it on some level, and it makes everyone nervous and twitchy. It means folks will overreact to disturbances in the last little bit of shambling stability they think they have. And the most popular instinctive response is a kind of hyper-law-n-order crackdown, and that makes fascism likely.

That’s because the world is dominated by a Western materialism. When stuff is all you have, losing your stuff is a serious crisis, and it’s worth making someone else bleed to protect whatever little you might have. So we are headed for some turmoil.

But we call it “tribulation” because there’s a lot more to this than a cerebral social science analysis. In the midst of all this we see God rising up to destroy Western Civilization because it has run its course. What follows will probably be worse in many ways, but it will surely be different. The transition cannot be made easy; humans are intransigent about their sins. We who seek to live by a higher moral level of existence start out repenting of our sins, and we become otherworldly in the midst of a worldly crisis. We see it from an entirely different angle. People are running around trying to salvage their worldly existence and we are trying to run away from all of that and closer to God.

God says again and again that He is in control and that anyone who seeks His glory will find it. Strive to stand closer to Him in the midst of this rough stuff. Whatever that costs us — whatever we have to abandon to pull back from this world — is not worth much against the shalom He offers.

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Anatomy of Crutcho Creek, Part 3

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Today was a little disappointing because most of Crutcho Creek was inaccessible. That is, we are the point where the creek runs across a lot of flat terrain, wandering tortuously in tight bends and loops through government controlled land.01crutchone10th-a Our first image is Crutcho Creek running under NE 10th just outside of that housing development where we ended the previous part. The second image is the creek running off northward from NE 10th. It runs across some industrial property on both sides after that.02crutchone10th-b The area is a notorious flood zone from here on out. The problem is that just a little ways downstream from here is a pitiful short levy that can’t protect a rather large mobile home park up a ways from the north bank.

03crutchoairdepotThen the creek flows under Air Depot Boulevard (image right. This latest bridge was built well above the creek bed, but I’ve seen the water standing on both approaches to the bridge on either, so I’m not sure what was accomplished with that. 04fieldcrutchoOn the east side of Air Depot is where the creek flows across undeveloped private property. However, most of the area fronting out on Air Depot is maintained by Midwest City like it’s some kind of park. Somewhere in the background across the sunlit field (image left) is where Soldier Creek joins the flow of Crutcho Creek.

05crutchone23rdFrom there it runs under NE 23rd (image right). However, we have reached an interesting point in the course of the creek. Back across Air Depot on the west side is Crutcho.06crutchoschoolThe school is easily the defining landmark of the place (image left). It runs quite some ways back from NE 23rd (Highway 62), opposite a rather large National Guard site. All the way back up to the end of Air Depot is a dead end. You can see where the creek is by the tightly packed trees along the banks, but the area is fully controlled by oil companies and various government agencies.07crutchocommunity It’s the edge of the landfill, for example. But across the highway from the school to the south is the community of Crutcho (image right). Behind all those ratty businesses you will find a few square blocks of houses, and farther back is the trailer park that floods so often.

08crutchovalley-aJust east of this community rises a rather high ridge. Since there is no access at all westward from the creek for at least a mile or more, I headed up the hill and took these two images looking back down from the ridge into Crutcho Creek Valley.09crutchovalley-b The first (left) is from the south side of the highway. This is the other side of that spot where Soldier Creek runs down into Crutcho (far left background). The second image (right) is on the north side of the highway from the yard in front of a county maintenance depot.

10protectedlandThe signs here warn folks to stay out. This is on the north side of that area where Crutcho Creek wanders so wildly all over the place, running at least two miles of curves in less than a mile of land space.11crutchone36th The sign also warns that nearby is a water treatment facility run by Midwest City, which stands off-screen to the left over the creek. The next image shows the creek ducking under NE 36th. We are in the home stretch from here.

12crutchokolbcemBack up on the ridge past the water treatment facility is a pair of cemeteries. If you turn north into the very old Kolb Cemetery (rather famous with historians) you can view northward down toward the Crutcho Creek Valley as it turns toward its final destination, the North Canadian River.13crutchorr-a But before it gets there, we can approach it where it passed under the railroad line (image right).14crutchorr-b Where I perched on the bank to get that shot, Midwest Boulevard was just a few yards behind me. This is a popular fishing spot with ad hoc concrete steps down to the water’s edge and under the rail bridge. The next shot (above left) was taken from the rail bridge where it spills into a pool, then makes a hard right under the road.

15crutchoncanI took this long telephoto shot (image right) where the river turns hard left, and that’s where Crutcho Creek joins the flow, but not until after making yet another long loop you’d have to see on a map to believe. It’s almost as if the creek is delaying giving up its waters until the last moment.

16turtlesncanFinally, since I was right there where the river runs under Midwest Boulevard, I poked around awhile. 17ncanmwblvdI spotted a couple of turtles (image left) swimming in deep pool where the river turns under the bridge. On the south bank where the construction crews have done some much work erecting that high levy to prevent the river undercutting the bridge, it’s possible to come around on either side and find a rough trail running under the bridge. It’s another fishing spot, but it’s been used for camping and perhaps other things more nefarious (I found a discarded bikini on the ground). So I found a place to stand where I could look back upstream and catch this view (above right) of the bridge and the levy coming out. You can see we are in a low water period prior to the fall storms that bring floods.

Thanks for coming along on this survey of Crutcho Creek.

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Already Broken

I’m watching the action in Syria with some interest. I cannot support any of the combatants, but I can tell you assuredly that there would be no war there had not the US (and allies) sent so much money and armament to some thugs to destabilize the situation. The whole thing arises from Assad refusing to allow the Qatar gas pipeline through Syria. We can debate whether his refusal was wise or just, but there is no way anyone can claim US involvement is just. It’s just vicious and petty revenge, which pretty much characterizes most of our poking around in other people’s countries. So whatever else may be morally right or wrong in Syria, the US is absolutely and totally wrong.

Thus, when the US bombed Assad’s troops out near Deir al-Zor a few days ago, I was deeply saddened. But I suppose it just didn’t occur to me that it could represent a defacto mutiny by the Pentagon. That is something that is far more interesting than any warfare in Syria. The first thing we notice is how desperately the government tries to keep it all out of sight. It’s a higher priority on keeping us fooled than trying to keep the actors in line. Or, perhaps the author is wrong and everyone in the Administration is lying about what they actually want to see happen. Or maybe they really don’t care? However, I find that military insubordination is more plausible, given what I know from serving in the military.

At any rate, this is something worth watching.

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Open Source Life

You can run into various terms when researching it — DIY, hacking this-or-that — but the skills and methodology mean nothing if you don’t sense a drive for it. It arises from recognizing that someone is trying to control your choices for their personal profit.

Michael Laufer has a drive to overcome the heartless greed that dominates the pharmaceuticals industry. While it’s altogether likely he stands to gain something from his notoriety, we tend to look past that when someone offers a practical solution to the price gouging of monopolistic corporations run by psychopaths.

Both the problems and the hacking have been around since before recorded history. There have always been people willing to use violent force to control the market and suck the blood from consumers. In recent history we have seen a truly massive effort in the area of computer software, whence we get the term “hacking” as the term for exploring possibilities by poking around in things the authorities try to keep hidden. And it doesn’t require us to support everything about it to benefit from the results. I don’t support all of Laufer’s work, but that doesn’t detract from my admiration for someone who successfully infiltrated the system far enough to reveal the secrets: You don’t have to pay $600 for an emergency dose of epinephrine. If you are willing to do a little work, you can have it for just $35 or so, and no one can stop you.

You don’t have to become a PhD in math (like Laufer) to use his knowledge. A critical element in the hacking culture is the free release of all the details you need to make use of the research. That linked article offers enough information that allows your average Netizen to safely replicate his results. You’d be surprised at the solutions floating around out there published in channels that specialize in challenging the system. The hacker ethics are a critical element in the rise of the Networked Civilization, and it will hasten the demise of Western Civilization. Surely it’s not all good, but you can play your part.

Don’t think you can’t participate in something like those efforts. When you learn to live heart-led, you’ll discover that God has called you to bring His glory and redemption in other ways. For example, my own exploration of computer technology has almost nothing to do with hacking the software or the hardware, but hacking the mindset that renders users dependent on sources who don’t give a damn about their needs. I’m not offering a replacement of one Borg for another, but offering a chance to stop and consider unquestioned assumptions. Use what works best for you, but at least pray about your choices.

It’s the same across the board of this life. As Sister Christine has warned us repeatedly, don’t buy into the lie of corporate “natural” health marketing. Just because it says “certified organic” doesn’t mean it’s the right choice for you. If you haven’t already checked into it, you may be shocked at the way the meaning of “organic” has been diluted by corporate lobbying of regulatory agencies. You cannot walk the Spirit without taking some interest in your own body, your own existence in this life, and what God requires of you individually. To live heart-led is to find that place where you merge back into Creation as the integral part God had in mind originally. We were never meant to be demigods separate from our environment, but a part of Creation with a mission from God that brings Him glory within the ambient world where we live. And Creation was meant to provide all we need to carry out His calling; it’s not just a collection of inert tools, but an active partner with a will to support His glory. Closer to God means closer to His Creation, because Creation isn’t fallen; we are.

But you wouldn’t be aware of that kind of thing unless you spent some time hacking religion, as well. Whatever else I do that is reflected on this blog, it’s my hacking of the corporatized religion system that inhibits people from exploring options that won’t keep the leadership wealthy and in control. Would you be surprised to discover that some of the big names in religious leadership are the same kind of psychopaths that run greedy commercial operations? Surely you know that almost every church is organized just like a for-profit business, a structure mandated by governments through the enticement of tax exemptions.

My religion is not recognized by the government agencies and I rather like it that way. Not because I’m somehow better and smarter than the mainstream religious leaders, but I’ve been blessed with a calling to ask questions they don’t want to answer. The system abused me and tossed me out, so I have nothing left but to follow a different path. After years of playing at computer hacking, I discovered the call to hack religion. Consistent with the rising hacking culture, I’m sharing the results in my Open Source religion.

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Anatomy of Crutcho Creek, Part 2

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01crutchomeridianparkStarting from the previous part of this journey, Crutcho Creek wanders through the east side of Frolich Meadows, which is off the map at the bottom. I know from experience the creek is hidden behind high fences and impenetrable foliage back there. From there, it passes through Meridian Sooner Road Mobile Home Park, where I lived during the mid-1990s. However, it is now owned by Yes Communities and I won’t set foot on any of their properties except for direct ministry work.02crutchose47th So the first image for today starts where the creek leaves the trailer park and runs along between the street and the edge of their property (above left).

03crutchse29th-aBack when I lived in this park, the back edge of my space faced onto the creek. That space was subject to over-wash from flooding every few years and the trailer is gone now, but back in the mid-90s I noticed the back yard was washing into the creek. So I invested some time and culled some rubble from the creek bed and built a retaining wall. It’s easy: (1) tip all the rocks back against the bank — don’t lay them flat. (2) Insure the alignment of the rock facing leans back into the bank, as well, following a natural corrective slope. Never stack rocks vertically. 04crutchose29th-b(3) Work the pieces until they fit tightly, using smaller stones to fill gaps. After all of that was done, I back-filled the space with silt from the bank where it was dropped in a corner farther downstream. There was a narrow path and I lugged a 5-gallon bucket back and forth some 40 trips to restore the loss. I couldn’t see it today, but the last time I checked, the wall still stands these 20 years later.

05pentecostalcampFrom the dismal second image of the creek, where folks have dumped shopping carts stolen from the Walmart up near Sooner Road, it runs through some old housing up next to Tinker. On the base it looks much cleaner, as I saw back when I had access to the base. It also runs through their golf course and comes out on SE 29th near our local Sam’s Club wholesale store (third picture, above left). From there it runs across private undeveloped land (fourth image, above right) until it passes the old Holiness Camp where folks used to gather periodically in temperate weather for brush arbor meetings. You can just barely glimpse the concrete squares in the grass for the tents (above left).06crutchosooner-a The next image of the creek shows a lot of regrowth from the days when the campground was kept much more clear.

07crutchosooner-bOn the other side of Sooner Road, the creek has seen dramatic development prior to a building boom. That bridge in the background isn’t actually rusted, but it has a coating that makes it look that way. The next image is taken from the metal bridge facing out over a huge flood basin next to the creek.08crutchofloodplain The vast majority of the basin is hidden behind trees, but it runs west all the way to Vickie Drive.

09crutchovickie-sThere really isn’t much to see at Vickie Drive (image left). I recall this bridge is new, replaced a couple of years ago. The contractors took forever and I remember hearing from someone who knew about municipal affairs that there were some very embarrassing delays.10crutchose15th Crutcho Creek continues on behind a very long-standing church and swings back north across SE 15th Street (image right). On the north side of the street is a large wedge of land along the creek between the street and Interstate 40.11delcityhall Del City built their library on that wedge conjoined to a fire station. They also built a park with the municipal pool out back and parked their original city hall building there (image left). Then they added the bike path and, in the past few years, a very extravagant veterans memorial (below right).12veteransmemorial

The bike path runs down along the creek under the interestate and comes out into Ray Trent Park on the other side. This was the area I previously mentioned as concealing more ancient native artifacts.13soccerfields-raytrent However, the archaeologists can’t get funding yet to make a proper dig, so they have kept the site’s location a secret. 14crutchorenoAll I can tell you is that the location is along the banks in Ray Trent Park. It’s a really huge park running quite a ways north to where the city has a bunch of youth soccer fields next to an old water tower (above left). The gates were closed up on the Reno Avenue entrance, but I just slid my bike under and headed back east to get his picture where the creek runs under (image above right).15crutchovickie-n

16crutchosooner-3From there, I headed north on an orphaned section of Vickie Drive that I’ve taken hundreds of times as the way to avoid traffic by connecting to NE 4th westbound. But just short of that corner, Crutcho Creek passed under Vickie one last time. I stopped for a bit because it was the most peaceful spot of the day (image above left). The water flows over a small drop and hisses beautifully in the quiet of the woods. It runs through some woods I’ve explored in the past chasing those old decommissioned railroad tracks. Indeed, the railroad bridge was dismantled over the creek, but I can’t get through the foliage in the summer time. 17tributaryculvert-aSo I rolled on north to NE 10th Street where there stands a massive petroleum tank farm. There’s a pipeline head there on the corner where gasoline and other consumer distillates are loaded out on tanker trucks. Down and around on Sooner Road I turned back south to catch the third and last time Crutcho Creek passes under Sooner Road (above right).

18tributaryculvert-bToday I did something I’ve long wanted to do: I rode down to where that huge unnamed tributary culvert runs between two housing developments (above left) and all the way to Crutcho Creek.19tributaryflow It was a nice quiet ride, but at the far end the creek has just enough water level to back up into the culvert (image right). There are at this point two side feeders from a flood plain on either side of the tributary. I rode up onto the one on the right; it was well mowed and I could ride all the way to the bank of Crutcho Creek.20irrigationline You can see the water running in a deep cut (above left) even though the whole area is a broad flood plane. On the other side of the creek is a huge open sod farm, and they have an irrigation line running down to pull from the creek (image right). I can tell you from experience that the water is semi-toxic to humans way back south in the first few miles because it’s all agricultural or sprinkler run-off water. I had to throw away a pair of sandals after fishing out the rocks for that retaining wall because they smelled awful. However, the water is fine for irrigation.

21crutchoglenmanorThough we are only a mile or two from the North Canadian River, and this flat area is all part of a much bigger flood plain valley, Crutcho Creek meanders much farther, almost paralleling the river several miles farther before we’re done. But today I took this one last shot from the same housing development, just off the end of Glenmamor Drive. The water drops over some rubble and makes that lovely splashing gurgle.

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Mountain of Hearts

It was beautiful weather today but I couldn’t go riding. I had to wait for some kind of periodic mass maintenance at our apartments today; they wanted someone home because there’s a bit of risk involved in using their pass keys. So I engaged in my high-tension workout and stayed home.

It was a good time to work some more on reviewing my book on the Gospels. I’m currently running through the Sermon on the Mount (Matthew 5-7). I am amazed in retrospect how often folks kept making legalism from Jesus’ teachings there. When you approach it heart-led, you realize how utterly silly that is, turning the whole thing upside down.

For example, it’s real popular among evangelical churches to forbid divorce. The Ancient Hebrews didn’t suffer from absolutist thinking and would have known that the fundamental principle is not just literal adultery, but the deeper concern for betrayal. A Hebrew man was permitted to forgive his wife, as the prophet Hosea did, but we are allowed to see how foolish it was. The real problem with Gomer was she did not support Hosea’s mission, and that is a form of betrayal. The same can be said of physical abuse; you can draw the line where you like, but the point is that it represents a betrayal of her trust. Adultery is almost the same as idolatry, and that’s where the real problem is.

So it goes with the whole Sermon on the Mount. Everything there is meant to push you into seeing with the heart-mind.

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Just Wishing

I wish I had the resources to do what this guy does. One of the blessings of living in Oklahoma for me is getting to see storms like that. Some of his images are just amazing, speaking that wordless language directly to the heart. I even use a few of them as desktop backgrounds in my computer, reminding me that my Father is always in full control.

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Psalm 118

This is the final “Hallel Psalm” and we are altogether certain this is the one Jesus sang with His disciples on His way to the Garden of Gethsemane. It was originally composed as a processional and is plainly designed for antiphonal worship, with the congregation echoing in response to the leading lines of a solo cantor. It is loaded with phrases and declarations meant to easily memorize, and we see them echoed throughout the Bible.

The imagery here is highly expressive; the word for “thanks” depicts throwing the hands in the air and shaking them in ecstatic gratitude for uncountable blessings. There is a standard progression repeated: the people of Israel, the Levites leading the procession, and anyone else who feels drawn to honor the Lord. Each is encouraged to declare that God’s mercy outlasts Creation itself.

Then we come to a long section that may well have been composed originally as a separate work, but gains currency in corporate worship by virtue of including everyone individually. Each person is called up to celebrate and assert that they personally have experienced Jehovah’s divine favor.

The word for “distress” is a tight, narrow corner; the deliverance was God opening up space to maneuver or escape. If the place you stand is next to God, how can any force in Creation harm you? He made all things. In the long run, nothing can harm. Our cynicism about humanity is fully justified because no power on earth can match what God does for those who revere Him. So when humans buzz around us like a swarm of bees, we know that busy sound is also like thorns on fire, consumed quickly and gone. Whatever you might do to harm me must first be approved by my God. Maybe you don’t see His hand, but what it does is bigger than all of us.

This business of His powerful right hand becomes the focus of yet another fruitful branch of celebration. It was from ancient times the symbol of a man’s authority, power and his track record of accomplishments. If that hand chastens me, regardless how rough it gets, it will always be in my best interest. The celebrant declares his intent to live in whatever place God’s righteous glory shines. Show me the gate, Lord! And Jesus made a point that He was the stone the builders rejected, a reference to how humans cannot judge things with God’s wisdom. He was judged worthy of execution, but His rejection became the single biggest block on which the whole Kingdom of Heaven is founded. God does not operate as men do; they should strive to operate as He does.

The ancient phrase, “this is the day that the Lord has made,” is often misunderstood when translated. We would deceive ourselves longing for some golden time past, or some fantasy day to come. Right now is the appointed time to call on His name and seize the calling for what is in your hands already. The time is ripe — Ancient Near Eastern people always viewed time not as something to measure and schedule, but contemplated time as a matter of ripeness. So give us this day what is just due for Your divine calling on us, Lord. How blessed is the one who operates in this world as an ambassador of Jehovah.

The final verses call on the Levites to prepare the festal sacrifice unto the God who has enlightened us. It matters not what others may say or do, but we declare Him our God. The last words repeat the refrain of the first words in this psalm: His mercy outlasts Creation itself.

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You Cannot Trust Reality

We’ve all experienced it at one time or another. You proceed along some route of travel and suddenly some other traveler appears out of nowhere. Maybe you collide or maybe you just get a shock from how near you came to it. Maybe it’s another motor vehicle that appears out of nowhere. You specifically looked for one and it wasn’t there, but then suddenly it was. Or maybe you saw something that caught your eye and it disappeared altogether, or moved to another location by means you cannot explain by common sense.

Does it make you question your senses or your sanity? Let me assure you, the difference between a mistaken perception and an actual shift in reality is not much — often not enough to worry about. If you read between the lines of Scripture, you learn to trust neither appearances nor reality, because they are equally subject to God’s whims. Holy cynicism is part of your moral development. Your perceptions are under the Curse of the Fall, and our reality is not what God intended for us. For example, we were never supposed to die, but now we are saddled with a time-space constraint that must of necessity end in physical expiration.

How I wish this better understanding was mainstream, but it’s rejected as mythology by a world deeply stained by its own mythology. You aren’t going crazy in the typical sense where your perceptions are disconnected from reality. If you learn from your heart that ultimate reality is something radically different from what is mainstream in our Western world, then you realize that the madness is a native element of that Western world. Yes, it’s hard to tell folks that, but it’s burned into a heart-led awareness. Don’t argue, just turn inwardly to Christ living in your soul and trust in Him; but reaffirm His truth when the opportunity arises.

Granted, the native confusion and deception of Western culture is, up to now, the epitome of vehemently reaffirming the choice that makes us fallen. We are fighting that already, but even without a Western society, we do have that fallen nature as long as we exist in this form. Choosing to walk by the moral law of heart-led conviction, and studying biblical intellectual traditions to condition your mind to a proper moral expectation, will improve things. Start where you are and accept that most change is incremental, with the occasional leap in awareness. Don’t get wrapped up in the sensory shock of shifts in reality. It’s not as if God is somehow imperfect simply because His actions don’t line up with our Western image of perfection. He’s the model, and we must conform our thinking to His revelation, and it’s most certainly in deep conflict with Western thinking.

God does stuff that messes with Western minds for a reason, and the burden is on you and I to conform to His moral reasoning, not critique it from a Western bias.

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Anatomy of Crutcho Creek, Part 1

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01crutchosourceThe image locations are numbered in teal this time. Long ride today simply because Crutcho Creek is really long and starts way out around SE 89th and Bryant Avenue. That’s the lower left corner of the map, 9 miles (14.5 km) one way to get out there. The area is full of trucking and other heavy equipment businesses, not to mention a few manufacturers whose product requires big trucks to move.02-3900se89th In this case, the source of Crutcho Creek is the runoff from that massive parking lot of the FedEx heavy freight terminal (above left) just off Interstate 240 on S. Bryant. As you can see on the map, the creek wanders off across several other inaccessible industrial properties, looping around behind some houses. This peculiar concrete/stucco house (right) was on the south side of SE 89th.

03crutchosunnylane-aSo we don’t actually see the creek until a mile-and-a-half downstream at Sunnylane Road. It’s already a pretty deep gouge and it’s dry this time of year. It continues off across the countryside, but now we are in some long-held agricultural land. For quite some distance the houses are sparse with deep lots running back beyond the creek. You could catch glimpses of how the fields slope down toward it, but they didn’t show up on the camera.

04wellingtonlakeAbout a half-mile down from Sunnylane on SE 89th is a housing addition called “Wellington Lakes,” but up at the end is only one very nice lake. It captures a tributary to the creek just above where they converge. It’s all private property with no access for me. 05offwoodbendThe creek continues to wander eastward until it turns north behind Windwood Estates. On the map you can see a stark pale line where the creek is forced to follow a concrete culvert to the edge of that fancy neighborhood. There was a street spillway that allowed me to drop down and get a picture of the end of the concrete. 06falconpointepondsThe creek follows a more natural path behind an adjacent addition called “Falcon Pointe.”

07falconoverflowThe developers for this subdivision invested in some nice ponding for yet another tributary to Crutcho Creek. Farther downstream of this is a well-developed spillway to control backflow from flooding. The main creek bed is just beyond that water gate.08-i240-a Then I had to wind my way back out of this trendy twisty warren of McMansions because the OKC Heart Hospital just north of it put up a heavy concrete wall on the property line. I had to come back out onto Sooner Road (always heavy traffic) and then back around the hospital and down to where the creek passes under the south service road and Interstate 240 (image right). 09-i240-bThen I went back out to Sooner Road again, crossed over I-240 and back down the service road to pick up the creek again.10-i240-c Fortunately, I managed to grab two shots of the creek on my way out. The first (image left) is the short stretch between I-240 and the service road, and the second (image right) shows the creek flowing north away from the I-240 corridor.

11-fsbcFor another half-mile or so it runs behind a pair of lumber yards and a fastener warehouse. A little farther up it curves back toward Sooner Road right in front of that monster Baptist church. It promptly picks up another tributary where it comes out under the road. The church has developed the banks considerably.12fsbc-park The creek disappears under the heavy concrete deck of a quadruple drive entrance, and then continues into a very nice and well-used private park on church property (image right). Hidden in those trees back along the creek banks are some footbridges and a boxcar that was turned into a stage for live performances.

I need to take a moment to note that I attended this place — First Southern Baptist Church — several different times in my life. The last time around was when I got close enough to the staff to witness first hand the secret back-room dealings that corrupted the entire process of church management. The leadership flat out lied to the membership before presenting major changes for a vote.13-crutchose59-a I’m still friends with a few folks there, but I’ll never go back except to engage my computer tech support ministry.

14-crutchose59th-bThe last two images here capture Crutcho Creek running out from some undeveloped private land and under SE 59th. The last image is the creek running north across yet another stretch of undeveloped private land. That’s all for this stage of our survey of Crutcho Creek.

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