Friday, October 7, 2016

I've loved Jesus My whole life. This may seem a strange post, if you're not from rural West Virginia, but. . .

I've loved Jesus My whole life. This may seem a strange
post, if you're not from rural West Virginia where there is 95% religion and only 5% Jesus moving about, but. . .
My mother laid a foundation that could never be moved. It is
solid. The best. Concrete. She accomplished a lot if you know me, as I question
everything. 12 times. In the end, I'm convinced.
I have believed in love and kindness and Jesus from the time
I could speak. I knew his words. I know them forward, backward and through unto
my soul. I knew he had power. I've seen the miraculous.
I grew older, and I became discouraged. The people claiming
"Christ" ruined everything he said. I thought, "If these are his
people, then he isn't real at all."
They took him and all he was and tore him apart.
They destroyed Christ. I let people who had no idea what he
said or meant influence far more than I should have, really.
I knew who he was when I was young. He was magnificent. He
was Love. He inspired Awe. I had to get to a place I ignored the
"followers" to even believe in HIM once again.
Religion did her best to ruin him, and I am thankful he is
greater than the mess the people I've know have made of him. My word, Yes,
greater than that mess.
The church I know and see all over makes the life I lead
where religion doesn’t matter and kindness to mankind and animals matters.
Fringe.
Well, fact is, I love being being "fringe."
This suits me quite well. I could explain why, but I don't
think it is needed. I've known the Lord my whole life. I think I need to rely
on what I know at this point.
When I could move the "followers" out of the way,
I remembered he knows me. He crafted me to be the person I am. Not for me to do
whatever I want, but in a way that if I listen to him, he will direct me in a
unique way that doesn’t need to fit into a religious mold.
He thought there was value here. I am quite sure of that,
and the Modern Church has no place in my life or in Christianity.
I hope believers can find a way to figure it out sooner than
later, but until then, you can find me over there. . .Saying, "Jesus is
real. he loves you. Me. Horses. Goats. He loves them all." Thank God 

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LUCAS FARM

Be thou diligent to know the state of thy flocks, and look well to thy herds. For riches are not for ever: and doth the crown endure to every generation? The hay appeareth, and the tender grass sheweth itself, and herbs of the mountains are gathered. The lambs are for thy clothing, and the goats are the price of the field. And thou shalt have goats' milk enough for thy food, for the food of thy household, and for the maintenance for thy maidens

- Proverbs 27:23-27




"I know of no pursuit in which more real and important services can be rendered to any country than by improving its agriculture, its breed of useful animals, and other branches of a husbandman's cares."

- George Washington