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A Dream: Dead Presidents And Honesty

A Dream—May 27, 2018

Dead Presidents and Honesty

 

I was at a shopping mall and was about to go down an escalator, when on its edge I found money folded inside a deposit slip.  Knowing that a bank was nearby, I turned around and headed there.  After entering the bank, I tried to get the attention of several young people who worked behind the desks, but to no avail. They were a group of casually dressed, ‘twenty-somethings’ engaged in different conversations which distracted them from their work.

Finally, I got the attention of a young man to whom I entrusted the deposit slip and money (or as we say here, ‘Dead Presidents’).  He was very surprised and asked me, “Why would you do this?”  I then responded by quoting an old and familiar saying, “Honesty is the best policy”, and then proceeded to leave.

 

Walking out of the bank, I noticed a sudden meeting among the managers who wore dark suits, talking about the deed I accomplished. I overheard one of them say, “Honesty is the best policy – James Madison said that!”   As I walked away, I knew that was not right, it wasn’t James Madison; but the dream ended.

 

James Madison (1751-1836) was the fourth President of the United States and considered one of our Founding Fathers, who was a major influence in the formation of the United States’ Constitution, which bears his signature.  But the saying “honesty is the best policy’ was not coined by him originally.

 

In waking up from this dream and thinking about the quote, I remembered being taught in school that Benjamin Franklin was known for this saying.  Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790), another Founding Father of the United States, was a polymath, one whose knowledge spanned a wide range of subjects.  Among his many talents include: inventor, author, artist, scientist, printer, ambassador, educator, and the only signer of both the Declaration of Independence and the United States’ Constitution.  Benjamin Franklin’s portrait is seen on our $100 bill of currency.

 

Surprisingly during research, I discovered Benjamin Franklin was not the first to coin the phrase, “honesty is the best policy”.  That honor may have gone to Sir Edwin Sandys (died 1629), a prominent British politician who was one of the founding members of the Virginia Company of London, which helped establish the first permanent English settlement in Jamestown, VA (1606).

“Our gross conceipts, who think honestie the best policie”

 

This Old English quote from Sandys, dates to 1599, quite a while before either Ben Franklin or James Madison came upon the scene of history.

 

Honesty is what keeps a culture alive and thriving for generations.  It is the currency of exchange between citizens.  It is the leader of this nation placing his hand upon a Bible swearing to uphold the Constitution of the United States “against all enemies, foreign or domestic,” and believing that the position he holds is not just for him alone, but for the land God has allowed him to lead.  Honesty is realizing that one plays an important part in the plan of God…be he a president, bank teller, husband, or preacher.   It is the act of giving credit where it is rightfully due.  When the truth of God does not align with what you have been taught, embrace God’s truth and discover a gift called freedom; thereby, obtaining the ability to also forgive prior generations of leaders for embracing half-truths, legends and stereotypes.

 

Honesty is what we practice with a God who is truth.  It is the fruit of our communion with one who loves us so much, that He pulls no punches when it comes to His promises and what our hearts need.  We can practice honesty with a being who knows everything about us, in spite of ourselves.  We then take this communion into our homes, communities and places of work.  We are to exchange honesty between one another.  You see, honesty is the currency that was about to go down the escalator in the dream.

 

Our culture is in a time where honesty must be retaught and we become people of integrity once more.  Even though it seems our society is going down, we will have a marvelous opportunity to see God for who He really is and for us to repent and be changed.  Repentance is not a bad word. Repentance is an invitation to become what we are really meant to be, if we would humbly turn towards the God who created us for Himself.  While in this season of little integrity, we will continue to be saddened and shocked over the revelations of dishonesty in our country. But at the other end of this season awaits a morning full of new beginnings where God and His ways will be experienced again for the first time. And as we engage in His truth He’ll release true freedom, joy and the realization that honesty really is the best policy.

Amen.

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Live In The Word–A Poem

LIVE IN THE WORD

 

Live, live in the word

It is the light, it is the light, it is the love

It is love

It is the love and it is the love

 

The answer is word

It is the word, it is Heaven

Oh yet, oh is, the Word

Oh the Word

 

The fire, oh a fire

A fire, oh a fire, oh a fire

Fire in the hand and fire in the house

It’s a healing of a nation

 

A major shake up

A cleansing in the nation

A new thing, a new day

It’s a new house

 

A change of house

A new day

The God, the fire, the new thing

A new day

 

It’s so great

A new day

A here and now

A new day

 

Oh yet, oh is

An answer and a day

Oh a thing in the Heaven

Oh a thing in Heaven

 

A changing change

Oh the Heaven, oh it’s now

Answer is in the wind

It’s answers in the wind

 

Answers are in the love

In God is love

The answers are in Heaven

Oh it’s in the Heaven

 

Wake up, wake up here and now

It’s now, it’s time, it’s now

It’s now time for Heaven

Oh it’s time for God

 

Come, come more to me

Oh come more to light

The answers in light

Oh, light

 

God knows, God loves, God is

Answers are in Heaven

Oh the answer’s in God

In this is God

 

Given by Papa God, February 19, 2018

“The Scent of Roadkill”

” The Scent of Roadkill”–A thought #process #choices #influence

Recently, I was driving through a narrow, wooded road, when my vehicle encountered the remains of a skunk. The roadkill was still recognizable with its black fur with white stripe along its’ tail. As the day went along, I had to use that same road a few times going back and forth, and I would witness the aftermath of cars, trucks, and other wheeled vehicles upon what became the increasingly unrecognizable carcass of this skunk.

As you can imagine, the smell of skunk is quite distinct both in life, and in death. In an act of defiance the dead animal’s scent and stench not only met those vehicles which crushed it, but the surrounding landscape for several blocks as well.

While my driving by the skunk’s remains were for a few moments, It made me think of the impressions we leave with both our God and those around us on a daily basis in doing this thing called life. We each carry our personal bodily smell. It doesn’t necessarily mean that you or I “stink”; it can be a sign of our individuality from God himself. We cover those up out of respect with soap, colognes, perfumes,etc.

There is also, however, the scent of attitudes towards God and others during those times life is being done to us in the good, and bad. There is a scent coming from each of us spiritually in different seasons of life as God is conforming us into His image.

There are moments where we are being crushed by the weight of destiny and calling in God. We mistake process for punishment and we can smell of unforgiveness, judgment, lack of mercy, impatience. But God is looking for the scents of love, justice, forgiveness and Heaven from His kids. It’s not so much the crushing we meet as it is the scent which meets God, saint and sinner which matters both now and into the aspect of legacy.

At such times of crushing, God wants to reveal the sweet smells of Heaven, which will not only keep you in his love but cause the witnesses of your life to become the motivation for others to pursue the God you and I claim to follow

Heaven is not looking for roadkill. It is looking for living sacrifices who will release the fragrance of Christ again and again–Romans 12:1

“Father Is Entering”–A poem

Father is Entering

 

 

The Father is entering the days

And The Father is entering the days

A Father unto the nation

A Dad, a Dad unto the church

 

A Father, a Dad, a son

A Dad unto the church

A Father unto a nation

Oh son, son, son, son; be humble

 

A Joseph time

A changing time

A day in the time

A day in time

 

A God, a Dad, a deep

A God, a Dad, a deep

O deep things, a deep one

Oh, He’s deep!

 

Answers in Him

The dear, deep things in Him

God The Father

Oh He’s Father

 

Given by papa God, March 30, 2017

Listen And Be Humble–A Poem

LISTEN AND BE HUMBLE

 

 

The Word is word

This word is hope

A listening day

A day in Him

 

A shine, a shine, a shine in God

A God of hope is a God of love

Listen and be humble

Oh be humble

 

A change of nations

A cleaning of nations

Oh cleaning a house

A change in the house

 

It’s a washing of the church

Oh a cleansing house

Opening the deep

Humbling, the deep things

 

Yes it’s so humbling

Oh you see it now

Wonder, wonder now

The sign of times

 

There are answers in the sharing

God’s shaking the change

There’s a nation that’s in change

Opening this day

 

The wind of time

A deep mercy

Oh the deep things of Heaven

Oh the deep things of Heaven

 

Watch the change

It’s hosting the nation

Enter the deep

Oh it’s deep

 

Oh yet, be humble

Oh be humble and be humble

Oh Heaven’s now open

Deep is deep is deep

 

I say the deep

Oh deep in the deep

Hosting the deep

A cleaning of a nation

 

Given by Papa God, March 16, 2017

 

There’s A Wind–A poem

 

 

THERE’S A WIND

 

 

There’s a wind, there’s a wind

Oh God’s love and God’s love

This time is now

Abide in Him

 

A search, a search in the deep

A clean heart is in thee

It’s humble times, it’s humble days

It’s the wind and the word

 

God, oh God’s love

Abiding in thee

Abiding in thee

Oh it’s deep in thee

 

A go in you

A door is open now

A now is now open

You are in the door

 

You open and open the door

Abide in the gate

Oh the door is opened

It’s yes!  It’s opened!

 

Say the word

And say the wind

Oh this day, it’s time for you

It’s time, it’s day, it’s you

 

It’s worship, it’s humble, it’s you

Oh it’s worship, it’s in you

You worship, you search, you love

Abide, abide and love

 

Wonder, wonder, God’s love

The day of days

A commission of connection

A door is open

 

Abide and be hope

Abide and live in Him

Oh this day, it’s time to be

Oh abide and see

 

Given by papa God, March 14, 2017