INSPIRED MONDAY: Somethings are forever, why not man too?

     Some things are forever, man wasn't. That was just the way it was, why? Prudence never cared about that, buh now that Sophia asked, she felt obliged to have a response. She didn't know Sophia personally, and infact, Sophia didn't in anyway direct the question to her buh to the person anchoring the program. Either way, Prudence didn't know how this could be explained to a babe who had just lost her father.

     There was a large amount of fault in man, and lack of understanding makes man blame these faults on other things so long has it does not tag them wrongly. Buh do they wonder to whom it matters how they are tagged? There was just a thing that man should mind when it comes to matter of blaming and pleasing, in fact, man didn't seem to know this. And with how essential it was, not many cared to pay attention to it.

     What would be the preacher's response? Prudence sighed within, the same "God knows best, or at least he was a minister and lived a fulfilled life"  There was more response to this. This kind of response only sustained a babe in Christ, buh doesn't qualify this babe to grow into an adult that brings more people into the Kingdom, because when this babe who supposedly is now an adult meets with people with deeper questions, there would be need for deeper answers. Not all things can be taught to a person, buh the same way, not all things can be read, some things can be read times without number and still not be understood until a person with the initial understanding explains it.

     To a babe who asked her the same question,  Prudence would say - "What is your definition of life?" Many described life merely as living, and breathing, because in fact, a person in coma still had a little life even as not been able to move. A babe too would describe life this way, because she has not know fully the ways of The Father. Prudence would counter that response thus - "Why did you define life that way? Don't you think you should be seeing things differently now that you're transformed into a babe on Christ?" Been a babe wasn't something to be proud of, buh it was worth rejoicing over as at least one now belonged to the Kingdom. Just, to enjoy the full goodness of this Kingdom, growth was necessary,  as it qualifies one for the leadership position in at least an aspect in the Kingdom.

     Prudence would speak further "If you are now a babe, your guideline should be the given Word, your definitions and all you need to do are in there" This way, this babe would keep remembering that it was more important to have God in mind first before looking for an answer, that way, whatever answer she gets would not contradict the Father. Prudence would speak on "Thou wilt show me the path of life. There is a path that only God knows, and only the person that knows it can reveal it. The path of life is different for every person, and that is why following in the footstep of an even successful person can get you into trouble, standing you on the wrong lane. Now, the only way for This Being who only, knows the path of your life to reveal it is to accustom yourself to him of course. You cant meet a stranger for a password to something delicate and precious. And how do you get to know people well? By been and spending more time with them. In the same vein, dwell in God's presence. Buh you know what? In His Presence there is fullness of joy. And so a proof to the fact that you're moving in the right direction of life for you is by constantly having His joy. The moment you lose His joy, retrace your steps. It was further said, that At His right hand, there are pleasures forever more. His right hand should be the destination of His children,  and so every path that God shows His children leads to His right hand where pleasures lie forever, and that is why we'll be sitted by His right hand in the very end." 

     That didn't quite answer the question why man wasn't forever. "That question was wrong. Man was forever, buh not here on earth. This was the thing some refused to understand. The essential of man should be to be pleasing in the eyes of the Father, to take responsibility for their blames and work on becoming better instead. Why look for others to blame. When a person dies, the point of concern shouldn't be why the person had to die, buh on how well did the person behaved, if this behavior was pleasing to God, or if he so behaved to please man. 

     “Thou wilt shew me the path of life: In thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore”


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