Wednesday, 3 April 2013

FOUR THINGS YOU MUST KNOW BEFORE YOU DIE

Four Things You Must Know Before You Die.


1.  Sound the Alarm!  You Need To Be Rescued!

There is no difference with anyone else - we are all equal - we all need to be rescued.  We as humans are no longer capable of being our own rescuers, because just as some people in a marathon get tired and never reach the finish line, so we fail to get ourselves out of trouble.  No sooner are we seemingly out of trouble, but we are back in it quicker than ever and in worse trouble than previously.  So we need help, and very strong help at that, from outside ourselves to not only get us out of trouble, but to keep us out.  This very strong help from outside ourselves, then, has to be complete - so complete that we are changed from inside out - spirit, soul and body. 

2.  You Are Drowning!  You Cannot Rescue Yourself!

There is absolutely no way we can do this for ourselves - no matter how many self-help books we read, or how ever many positive affirmations we make, or even how religious we are.  We cannot and will never be safe from ourselves, our bad habits, our sin and misery, and be free to live good, happy, and truly righteous, holy and peaceful lives.

3.  A Rescuer Has Been Assigned - His Name Is Jesus!

Only Jesus of Nazareth can both get and keep us out of our terrible condition (and it is a terrible condition - especially when we think it is not).  The Bible says that He suffered the terrors of His Passion for us to bring us to God - not only in the next life, but now also (I do not preach a "believe in Jesus and you'll be better off dead" gospel, oh no!).

4. How To Trust Jesus Now.

Only Jesus can save you.  He is ready to save you.  He has done everything that is necessary to save you.  Jesus has done the hard part.  All you have to do is trust Him.  If you think that that is too easy, then you're either a sceptic or religious.  Yet it is true that if you don't know how to trust Jesus for your salvation, then everything so far has been just idle words.  So, here's how to trust Jesus for your salvation:
4.1.  Repent.  Don't worry about that sounding confrontational.  It's an old military expression meaning "about turn".  God loves you.  Everyone who knows Him will tell you - He's just not like that.  Confess everything to Him.
4.2.  Believe.  If you think you have not got the faith to believe, you've been lied to.  The Bible says that Jesus gives faith to everyone!
4.3.  Ask Jesus to come into your heart and be your Personal Saviour.  This is the sweetest moment in life for anyone!  When you believe that Jesus died for you, and ask Him to be your Personal Saviour, you will be forgiven and rescued from sin and death, and everything they stand for.
4.4.  Tell someone.  Either family member, close friend, or Church leader.  Tell them what you have done and ask them to understand.  Read your Bible every day and pray.  Attend a church where you will find a warm welcome, and where they can help you grow in your new life in Jesus.  If you are in Pembrokeshire, you will be very welcome at Bethesda, Tenby Road, Saundersfoot.

The Bible verses listed below and many others, show that anyone who, by faith, receives Jesus Christ as their Personal Saviour has Eternal Life immediately.  God bless you, and thank you for reading.

Bible References:  Romans 3.23; Ecclesiastes 7.20; John 3.3; Romans 12.3; Titus 3.5; Galatians 2.16; John 14.6; 1st Peter 3.18; John 3.16; Isaiah 55.6; 2nd Corinthians 6.2; Mark 8.36; Luke 13.3; Acts 16.31; Romans 10.9-10; John 5.24; 10.27-28.
 



An Encouragement To Prayer

Read Luke 15.11-32.

My daily readings from Holy Scripture, took me to the above passage. The normal considerations of this parable as one of conversion are to be questioned, because both boys are brothers at the outset. So any consideration of this parable , and our subsequent engagement with it, are to be post conversion considerations. The Lord Jesus intended this parable to be applied to both His disciples (the first boy) and the Pharisees (the
second boy). But today, there are neither Apostles nor Pharisees, but only ourselves,
as we hear and obey (or disobey) the Word of God.

Do we consider ourselves on the inside or the outside of Christendom? As people who
have made open confession of the Christian Faith, and are active members of a Church, for the purpose of this exercise, we must consider, and engage with this parable through the eyes of the second boy. Both brothers, however, tried to distance themselves from their father: the one to the far country, where he wasted his father's substance on riotous living (he is clearly under the illusion that he can sin so that grace may abound – a common mistake among those who are newly converted).  The second distances himself from his father in the field, where he behaves like a servant rather than a son. This father's dress code for his sons was hardly suitable for field work! Neither was the diet! Most poignantly, his speech was not worthy of his father's household.

Where, then, do we find the encouragement or inducement to prayer, here? This
father did not want a working relationship with his sons. He simply wanted their
company and their love. But he lost both his sons; the one to the far country, the
other to the field. Both were absent. His second encounter with his first son was met
with joy, love, restoration and a total abandonment of decorum. His first encounter
with his second son was met with superiority, condemnation and a
curious report about harlots.

No amount of hard field work could justify or cover the malice, hypocrisy and self-righteousness of such a conclusion as this – there being no way he could possibly
know what, if anything, his first brother had done with his father's substance. This
vile conclusion was reached while he was distant from his father, and in the company
of servants (the ungodly and disrespectful). In short, no amount of hard work could
cover or cure his carnal mind.

Where, then, is the inducement to prayer? Later, in chapter 17, the Lord Jesus goes
on to teach very graphically about forbearing and forgiving each other in love. If we
are obedient to this most holy exhortation, we will never be guilty of thinking of each
other in this way. Furthermore, we know from John chapter 3 that those who believe
on Jesus as their Personal Saviour have passed from Judgement. So not even God is
accusing us of thinking in this way. But amazingly, the second brother's speech
remains in Scripture to reveal to us, with great pity for our simplicity, the Divine
Mind. Here we hear from within the very courts of Heaven itself, the manner of the
thought-life of the prayer-less Christian. Why do we not pray without ceasing? For
charitable reasons, the bluntness of the answer required to this question is for private
meditation only. But surely, can we not see the Abomination of Desolation in the
Temple of our hearts that is prayerlessness?

Key thought: a prayer-less Christian is a contradiction in terms.

Additional note on King Josiah.

“When we read his story, we find ourselves dumb-foundedly asking, Why doesn't he
pray? Surely, if he had done so, God would have revealed to him the right thing to
do, and both his life and the Nation of Judah, would have been saved. The truth is,
that while these considerations are valid, our diatribe recoils back on us. Sadly, even
the most godly people miss the mark and the cause is usually due to the absence of
prayer. What was the cause of Josiah's lack of prayer? We don't know. What we can
make sure of, though, is that we do not lack prayer, but pray without ceasing.”

ends.




Affirmations Of A Transformed mind.

The Apostle Paul exhorts us in Romans 12.2 to be transformed by the renewing of our minds.  And it is only by a regular diet of prayer, reading of the Bible, both public and private, and Christian fellowship at a local church, that this can happen.  Of course, the rapidity with which this happens varies with each individual, but there are times when is is very appropriate to take stock of our situation, and draw a line, as it were, from our old lives, or as one translation says, "the self we once were." (Jerome).  What follows is simply a help towards that noble purpose.  Please note that it is not magical in any way.  You will need to closely study each affirmation before making it, taking the trouble to pray and find the right Bible references for each one, and that could take some time - even weeks.  You may even be advised to seek help from a more experienced Christian friend with regard to this.

The first set of affirmations are gleaned directly from Romans 6.12-13.  In compiling them, I used the New Living Translation Study Bible.  It served its purpose well, as I was not only able to find the right passage of the Bible for my purpose, but to make sure I had the meaning right.  This is essential for this exercise, because in making any affirmation or confession of faith in the presence of God, it is impossible to be too diligent.  Especially as I intended eventually to upload it for the help of others.  The last thing I ever want to do is lead anyone astray.

The second set of affirmations take some explaining.  They are paraphrased from a book entitled "Man - King of Mind, Body and Circumstances."  Its author is a man named James Allen.  He was born 28th November, 1864 in Leicester (England).  He took his first job at the age of fifteen to support his family in the absence of his father, who was murdered whilst looking for work in America in 1879.  He then worked as a knitter with various factories, and then as a private secretary in various other companies in the manufacturing industry.  In 1901, he published his first book, entitled "From Poverty to Power".  The following year, he left his secretarial duties to devote himself full time to writing, and in 1903 completed his third and best known work, entitled "As A Man Thinketh".  After this, he moved with his wife Lily, and daughter Nora, to Ilfracombe.  Here, he continued to write books and articles, and with Lily, to publish his spiritual journal, "The Light of Reason", later changing its title to "The Epoch".  He died at the age of only forty-seven, on the 24th January, 1912 - most likely from consumption.  Allen completed nineteen books in his career, several of which were published posthumously by his wife.  While not widely known during his lifetime, he came to be seen as a pioneer of inspirational literature, his writing both touching and influencing the twentieth century's leading motivational thinkers.

My own concern about engaging with his work as I do here is, is it right to place any value on it in a Christian context?  After much long consideration, my answer is, rather obviously, yes.  If we can see the best in what we see and hear even if we know they are not "of us", then surely we can in this case.  As far as I am aware, there are no questionable allegances and the Bible, when referred to, is always done in a respectful manner.  Do I find his work inspirational?  A resounding yes is my answer.  If I may, before offering both sets of affirmations, I would like to offer the following poem as a clear instance of this.  I think of it as a hymn to the Grace of God.  See what you think:

I stood upon the shore and saw the rocks
   Resist the onslaught of the mighty sea,
And when I thought how all the countless shocks
   They had withstood through an eternity,
I said, "To wear away this solid main
The ceaseless efforts of the waves are vain."

But when I thought how they the rocks had rent,
   And saw the sand and shingles at my feet,
(Poor passive remnants of resistance spent)
   Tumbled and tossed where they the waters meet,
Then saw I ancient landmarks 'neath the waves,
And knew the waters held the stones their slaves.

I saw the mighty work the waters wrought
   By patient softness and unceasing flow;
How they the proudest promontory brought
   Unto their feet, and mossy hills laid low;
How the soft drops the adamantine wall
Conquered at last and brought it to its fall.

And then I knew that hard resisting sin
   Should yield at last to love's soft ceaseless roll
Coming and going, ever flowing in
   Upon the proud rocks of the human soul;
That all resistance should be spent and past,
And every heart yield unto it at last.



Affirmations of the Renewed Mind.


1.  Based upon Romans 6.12-13 (NLT)

1.1.  I will not let sin control the way I live.
1.2.  I will not give in to sinful desires.
1.3.  I will not allow any part of my body to
        become an instrument of evil to
        serve sin.
1.4.  I will give myself completely to God.
1.5.  I will use my whole body as an
        instrument to do what is right
        for the Glory of God.
1.6.  I am no longer the slave of sin.
1.7.  I will live in the freedom of God's Grace.

2.  Based upon James Allen's "Man - King of Mind, Body & Circumstance."

2.1.  I can and will rise.
2.2.  I can and will break away from
        bad habits.
2.3.  I can and will alter my nature.
2.4.  I can and will control and conquer myself.
2.5.  I can and will cease from sin.

THESE AFFIRMATIONS SHOULD BE REPEATED AT LEAST ONCE PER DAY OR AS FELT NECESSARY.




 

 

Monday, 8 October 2012

So, Ok, What Won't I Like?

Hey, wait a minute, now.  I didn't say that you won't like this, I said that you may not like this.  There is a difference, you know.  And, as many visitors here are finding out, well, no, I won't just lay it all out for you up front.  That would spoil the whole experience, really,  and then it wouldn't be the general adventure and voyage of self-discovery that it has been for everyone else.  Also, I want it to be something that is unique to everybody, here.  You must interact with the material in your own way, and in that, kind of make it your own.

The first thing to note here is that there hasn't been a posting for a while.  Don't scroll down, because there's a lot of material to cover here.  Although I must say, that I particularly like the pamphlet that I wrote in February on the previous post.  It was a good thing for me, too.  The whole process and all.  As I finally get around to putting up this new post, it feels a lot less discplined than that.  But if you'll allow me this indulgence, I thank God that this has been a lovely year.  I am amazed that we are approaching Christmas again, but as the year draws to a close, I find that it is a good thing that I feel like this - wholesome and positive - in a sense, a time of positive manifestation. 

Whereas this is not usually something I major on, or indeed look for, or certainly not expect, I feel that it is something that becomes more obvious to us as we look back (you know the sort of thing; "I was carrying you", and all that).  Yes, it does sound clichéd, but when you do look back (and I encourage you to at least try to do so) it is something special.  Admittedly, looking back like this is something you have to want to do in the first place, (trust me, I understand that, for sure - 2011 - King James Bible Anniverary or not - is one year that would have been better off never happening as far as I'm concerned) but when you either make the effort or have the inclination to make the effort,  the rewards are enormous.  I heartily recommend it as a, yes, rewarding, but also fulfilling excercise.  Renew.

REPORTING BACK

If you scroll right down to the bottom of this blog, you will find that the whole reason that happened in the first place was that it is my attempt to tell you: 1.  Who I am, 2.  What happened to me, and 3.  Why it matters to you.  It was after the events described there that the greater part of my education took place (actually, it's been a very on-going business - I only completed my BA six years ago, so don't bother!), but the whole reason for it all was so that I would be better equipped to help other people in this very thing.  And when things got fuzzy and complicated, it was good that I had basics to come back to, and my mind, and things, and everything, became clear again.  And what I found at those minor turn-key moments was that my performance in terms of education, work and general life situations was improved, and, bizzarely, I was the last to know.  I have no explanation or interpretation to offer with regard to this, but there it is - the virtue of having basics, whether your own, or having them handed down to you.

So it is firmly in the spirit of these personal basics that the following is shared with you.  It has not been an easy exercise (viz. the writing of this experience down), because quite simply I am not that type of person.  But as at the beginning of this, I have benefited in the long term from something happening to me that I did not expect, then it cannot be wrong to share this also.  My last posting was, as you can plainly see, Thursday, 16th February, 2012.   The following Mondy (20th February, 2012) was when this happened to me.  What follows is as I wrote it down the same day, but I was very reluctant todo so for the above stated reasons.  Yet I knew that I had to.  I forced my self to write it down by leaving messages for myself on my desk, saying, "Report Back".  Finally, I couldn't bear it any longer, and set about it. 

I ahd of course no idea how different that day was going to be, or I probably would have avoided it.  Again, my basic understanding of the Christian Faith as found within the pages of the New Testament is relevant here.  My whole conversion to Christianity in the first place was not initiated by me God, I affirm, was looking for me, not me looking for God).  And, as far as I can remember, none of the pivotal events and experiences since, were initiated by me.  Nor, I repeat, was any of the following.  I assert these things here for a particularly serious reason - that do not have, or in any way condone for that matter, any "formula" for achieving a so-called altered state, or anything of the kind.  I have read much about alchemists and occultists in history, but the following is nothing of the sort.

I began that morning feeling much better, not only for a good night's sleep, but for having spent The Lord's Day (Sunday) well.  I was looking forward to a hearty breakfast, followed by my prayers and Bible lessons.  Yes, I do enjoy these - and it's not a crime.  Yet even though I enjoy these things, and continue to do so, that does not mean, that does not mean that I approach them casually.  I always remember that I am dealing with holy things, even in my physical treatment of the Bible, and refusing to place anything above it, is testimony to this.  But I always pray before I read the Holy Scripture, and this day was no exception to that rule.  If, as was the case on this particular day, I cannot "think" of anything to pray (the very idea is ridiculous to me), I pray in the Holy Spirit, that, 1.  All the glory might go to God alone, and that the perfect will of God will appear in the material realm according to Romans 8.28.  And that is what I was doing on this particular occassion, that it was after what seemed like less than two minutes, at about 8:00 am (and I am trermbling as I write this on 1st March) that I was given a vision of the Heavenly Glories.  To give something by way of perspective, by the time I rose from this, it was after 1:00 pm.   I am even now painfully aware of how impossible it is to describe what I saw. 

The mountains were greater than anything I have both either seen or am in any way aware of,  and so too were the valleys.  But it was the Palace (at least that is my opinion about it) was absolutely breath-taking, every vista turning in on itself and changing shape and colour, and shining so brightly that could not bear it.  I knew I was not in my body, and honestly began to wonder if I was either dying or already dead, but somehow I knew that was not so.  At the start of this, I was able to speak, and worshipped.  That is all I was capable of doing.    Now, also, my personal, this-worldly circumstanced are by no means immaterial to these considerations.  And, to be fair, they are personal, and I do not think it is right to wear my heart on my sleave, as is were.  But in spite of that, because the thoughts related are of a very godly nature, suffice it to say that I am by no means a millionaire!  I say all that to tell you this; that the first thought that cam into my mind was a question.  Surely, would it not be a wonderful thing that I could be about these things and not be dependant on any other man for the meeting of my personal needs.  Having had time to reflect on this experience, it strikes me that this was not a question at all, but a composite part of my worship there, because I was cleansing myself of earthly thoughts, and is it not these very very things that opponents accuse us of - that because we have "nothing better" to do with our time, (honestly, who can tell me anything better to than pray?) that we fill our lives with these fictions.  I declare that there was nothing fictional about this.  Also, I keep myself very busy.  I travel, write blogs, do video casts for YouTube and Daily Motion.  I have written five novels, two devotional books, a commentary on the Apocrypha (serialised below).  I also have a formiddable print and multi-media library.  All this I have achieved against physical and financial challenges.  At the time of writing, I am neither looking for, nor expecting, an "experience", or anything like it.  To be sure, this was far beyond anything I could possibly imagine.  I simply offered myself up to God, and did not concern myself with the consequences.

I was not simply there; there was in me - all these wonders went through every part of my being, and I felt unspeakably pure.And I knew that sin was absent.  As I watched everything happen, with awesome beauty, and effortless power, I became unable to speak, and I felt quite wraith-like.  Sinless beauty is impossible to describe.  I saw thoughts (yes, thoughts are things) try to form themselves and then burst like bubbles, vainly attempting to describe the undescribable. 

It was about at this point that, although the vision had by no means subsided, that I became aware again of my physical body and my lounge.  I was also aware now, that I could not only not speak, but could not move, either.  It was very disconcerting - the vision was still happening, but material surroundings were brginning to appear.  But that was by no means all.  As I have written previously, not one word was spoken during this whole time, but at this point, "they" appeared.  I suppose, to remain within the confines of the expressions of Holy Scripture, I should call them Angels.  But they were completely unlike ANYTHING depicted in any religious art I have ever seen.  They were awsomely beautiful.  But that is the sort of thing I feel expected to say.  But that is really as much as anyone can say, but I must record here a note about their eyes.  They floated around me in circles, with expressions of curiosity on their faces - as if they had never seen anything like me before.  But their eyes were full of love.  Yes, it was all very strange, but the strangeness of consisted, in my opinion, in the fact that I was seeing all this from the background of my own lounge!  It wass as if they were paying me a house visit.   In my spirit-man, I tried to reach out and touch them, but they had a special way of parrying, as is were, my arms away, and then floated by, each allowing the other to "come and see".  this went on for ages, and then they stooped their heads to me one by one, and the vision faded.  This left me weak and paralysed.

It was by now that I honestly thought I was dead.  I could neither move, speak, nor breathe, yet I was able to see my surroundings completely clearly.  I simply stared into space, hoping for another glimpse of the Angels, or the Heavenly Glories, but neither returned.  I now understand just how addictive these things can be.  Eventually I was able to move, but not without severe pain.  After about five hours in this vision state, my body had become rigid and cold.  When I eventually managed to get up, I went to a mirror, and what I saw appaled me.  I was freezing cold, although the heating was quite high, but my face was white (even my lips), and there was a horrible wet shine all over me.  I took a bath and had something to eat, and felt a little better.  But I knew that I was stricken with this, and would remain so.  Writing about it now, I find it almost inevitable that the same sense of being "stricken" or "touched" returns.

Well, what am I to make of all this?  What conclusion is in any way possible?  I will resort here to orthodox responses, which are in no way to be disrespected.  I feel strengthened in my faith and see the Bible through 3-D glasses, as it were.  There is a closer "closeness" between my heart and God.  There is, also, on a more practical level, something I already know about these things.  Namely, that God does not give these things in vain.  I only have to look back  as  far as last week to see how He gave me something in the Spirit, and then confirmed it outwardly.  It is true to say that God would not have done the one if He were not going to do the other.  But as confirmation of this principle on a purely objective level, all I have to do is to turn to Holy Scripture and history, and I will find more instances of this than I can count.  The truth is, I have no earthly idea of what the outcome of this will be, but I know that there will be one.  And when that happens, which it will, you can be sure that I will repeort back on that too. 

I hope that this has been a blessing to you.  God bless you, and thank you for reading.



KENNETH COPELAND'S 2012 EUROPE VICTORY CAMPAIGN

This took place on the 10th to 12th May this year at the London Excel Centre, and I can truly describe it as an adventure in God.  I travelled the day before, thinking I was ok, but after a day when I was happily going around some of my favourite shops, I sat in my hotel room on the night before and I realised something.  This was the wrong hotel for the venue I was attending.  I don't know if you've ever come across the phrase "demon wind"?  Actually, I don't know if there is such a thing (don't care to find out!), but I knew the the enemy of my soul did not want me at those meetings.  There was only one thing for it: 

I was going to be in all those meetings.

I had to check out of my hotel in St. Albans, travel back to London to the venue with my luggage, find a new hotel nearer and then attend the first meeting - all in the same day.  This I did.  I kept a journal on paper until I was too tired to write.  Plus, I also took notes while I was at the meetings themselves.  Again, much of what follows is from those notes, together with the notes that have written up after the meetings and after my return. 

As I sat in my hotel room on my own on the night before the meetings, I foolishly entertained the thought that I might be disappointed - it's not as if that has ever happened!  But I encouraged myself with the thought that my trust is in God not man, and Kenneth Copeland is, after all, a man.  And we are solemnly warned in Scripture not to put our trust in man.  So I went ahead.  Have spoken in my video journal on YouTube (and more fully on Daily Motion) of one challenging experience after another, and that is certainly a good description of my journey there.  But it happened, and I was in time for a very quick wash and brush-up before the first meeting.  I was exhausted, but I made it!  All I could think of was "The Blessing".  The first night was wonderful.  Far from disappointment, I was elated.  In fact, that first night, it was a little strange being in the same room as him, and there were, at both sides of the auditorium, huge video screens, obviously fo the benefit of those at the back.  I found that, even though I was not at the back (and thais was the case throughout the whole event) my eye was drawn to one of them.  But I thought, no.  I see him on dvd all the time.  In fact, on my digital media player in my luggage, there were ten episodes of the Believers' Voice of Victory, and I could watch any of those any time.  So I actively made myself watch brother Copeland directly - this time without the help of any media.

Interesting to me, also, was the fact that he seemed to give TWO sermons in one service: one before the offering, the other after.  Thinking about it now, it was like two parts of the same sermon - on the various elements involved in the Lord's feeding of the 5,000.  The first part looking at what happened, and the second looking at the wider implications and applications.  There was nothing speculative or academic, thankfully.  It was pure exposition.  I was thoroughly challenged and blessed, and accordingly enjoyed it.  One of the things I wodered about before attending, was if there would be any fellowship.  Annd indeed there was.  The other delegates (it was, after all, a conference) were very friendly, and we all talked about our experiences with God and life, and about our own churches, and our walk in the Holy Spirit.  Truly lovely.  It was at the end of that first triumphant evening, that I knew for sure that this conference would be the gift that keeps on giving - and it is.  The mp4's of the meetings, together with the material that I bought between the meetings, continues to be a source of challenge, instruction, encouragement and inspriration right up to today.

After the conference was over, I was due to travel back on the Monday after.  That was when the Lord truly spoke to my heart as I quietly and prayerfully walked around the surrounding area of the Conference Centre.  I can claim a very precious word from the Lord, here.  I hope you don't mind me sharing this with you.  It was, after all, a blessing to me.  It was this:

1.  Press into the Spirit, and depart from iniquity.

2.  Network with unbelievers.

3.  What was there is in you now.

As I begin to piece this precious time together and consider what it means, I have placed everything neatly into a single storage box, which I keep by my side at home (in fact, it's right here, now!) and I call it, The Victory Box.  I can only look forward with a heart warmed by God's Word and good teaching and faithfully say, Amen.  Come Lord Jesus. 
 

 


MY VISIT TO ROME - WHERE I HAVE ANOTHER WORD FROM THE LORD

As if my visit to London was not challenging enough, I decided to visit the Eternal City itself - Rome.  Now then, the first challenge to this was, that I had never flown in a jet aeroplane in my life!  The two occassions I had previously taken to the air had been in a sedate twin engined (propellor engines, by the way!) Briton Norman Islander while I was living in the Channel Islands, but that was back in the Seventies, and as we all know, things were different back then (whether they were better or worse is not for me to judge - they just were, that's all).  It was all going to be a bit of a shock to the system.

Anticipating that it was going to be a bit of a challenge to say the least, I decided to box clever.  I booked the holiday online.  There should be someone to warn people like me not to book online.  I go ta France no problem.  I just phone Eurostar, tell them where I want to go and when, they take the payment, email me the tickets.  Job done. Enjoy.  So I decided to book a holiday, not just a flight and a hotel.  Next time, I'll just book a flight and a hotel.  You know that motto that seems to be everywhere, saying, Keep Calm And Carry On, well that was the advice I instinctively took.  It was awful.  The hotel was on the opposite side of the city - as far outside as the airport...  There was no one to receive me,  and all the trips were like 8:00 am the other side of the city from the hotel.  No fun was to be had - or so it seemed.  When the Hotel Manager knew what had happened, he and his staff came to my aid, with insider tips and savvy ideas, and the whole upshot is that I had a wonderful time.  I went everywhere I wanted to go, I took 230 photos (A FEW of which appear below) and I even met somebody famous.  But I promised I would not tell about that, because he was not officially there and the tv series he was in that made him world famous has finished years ago.  But we agreed that I could add him to my private collection of famouse people I have met, and parted with a smile.  When I got back, I bought the dvd box set.

But the fact remained that everything had gone wrong and I was angry with the company through whom I had booked.  Straight away, I knew that this was a sinful state of mind to be in and set about praying in the Holy Spirit.  I had been praying in this way throughout the trip thus far, and attribute the favourable outcome to the Hand of God in my affairs.  It was while I was praying again like this that I believe that the Lord gave me a word, There is no Christ Jesus without forgiveness.  The simplest explanation to this is to say that I was to bear no malice, and in all my dealings with the holiday company, to be gracious.  This I did, and the result was that all the business was successfully concluded.  There are of course other considerations about thatword that could be expounded upon, but I will leave that to your meditations.  Perhaps it would be a good idea if you could send me your thoughts on the subject.  God bless you, and thank you for reading this.


 

 

 

 


Hope you enjoyed.  God bless you, and thank you for visiting. Other work will follow.




Thursday, 16 February 2012

Three Things I Hate, and Three Things I Love

Well, hello again after so long! Yay!!! Why have I taken so long to get anything new to this place? Well, to tell you the truth, lots of reasons and by no means all of them good ones. So let's not waste each others' time with the shallow stuff, and get on with with what I'm here for: namely, to be about my Heavenly Father's business by giving my teastimony to all the wonderful things He has done for me.
For this posting, I that as it has been such a long time since I have done anything here, I would go back to the wood, as it were, with something absolutely basic to my core principle for being here at all in the first place. As for future plans and so forth, I'll save that till the end.
So what about it, then? I refer you to the title which has probably up until now left you a tad befuddled. There are of course many thing I hate and love, far more than three in either case, as you can well imagine. But those I mention here are, as it were, the irreducable minimum. I can truly tell you that I cannot accept anything less than thos stated below.
Bizzarly, due to the unfathomable vastness that is the Love of God, the capacity to both feel and express hat is actually God-given; but we must not hate people, and we have to hate the right things.
1. I Hate The Devil.
The Devil is the definition of the rejection of God and is in himeslf the spirit now working in the children of disobedience. He is completely self-employed. He does not work for God in any sense. Indeed, he hates God and all who belong to Him. All he wants from any Christian is their death. To the devil, the only good Christian is a dead one. Consider this, that if the devil does the will of God, then the devil is saved, because he has done what God wanted, and was used of God, for, "Who so does the will of God, abideth forever." (1st John 2.17). The devil is also the original superiority complex: he thought he was better than God, but all he succeeded in doing was to bring in the curse of sin and death on all mankind. But Jesus defeated him; in His teaching, by His example of life, by His miracles, on the cross, in the tomb, yes, and even in hell itself, but especially and most emphatically and most spectacularly, on the morning of the Resurrection! Oh yes, I hate the devil, alright.
2. I Hate Fear.
There is not a single part of fear that can be described as "alright" or even "legitimate". The same Hebrew word translated as "respect" in Genesis chapter Four with regard to Cain and Abel, is translated everywhere else in our English Bibles as fear with regard to God. Yet it is the same Hebrew word. Fear is poisonous venom, paralising its victim in mind and body, rendering the poor soul incapable of any good in this world or the next. It has very many disguises. To give a single example by way of illustration here, fear of being hurt spawns an attitude of resentment and self-pity which in itself keeps us in unforgiveness, rendering even God Himself deaf to all our prayers, "For when you stand praying, forgive." (Mark 11.25). Fear also keeps terrible company, its ultimate agenda, of course, being to throw us away in hell among the rest of the fearful. There is absolutely no good thing in fear. I truly hate fear.
3. I Hate Sin.
Sin is the worst of all evils. The devil is not always present to tempt us, and our sense of fear rises and falls with our circumstances and emotions. But sin is always with us, at every moment and at every turn. Nothing we think, say, or do is untouched by it. Even our holiest and most sacred moments, yes even our prayers, are sin in the eyes of heaven. We can recover from tribulation, but there is no cure for sin. God is good, but it is sin that seperates us from Him. It is in this way that sin is the restrainer, and the preventer, keeping us away from everything good. God is not the prohibitor. Most terrible of all, it is because of sin that we will be sent to hell. Trust me on this, I hate sin most of all.
Three Things I Love
1. I Love The Holy Trinity.
There are three Persons who constitute God. To understand this, we have to know how they relate to each other. To put it almost overly simply, this is encompassed in one single word - Covenant (that is, the law of entire giving and entire receiving). The Father loves the Son and the Spirit with all that He is and has, and gives Himself entirely to them; the Son loves the Father and the Spirit with all that He is and has, and gives Himself entirely to them; the Spirit loves the Father and the Son with all that He is and has, and gives Himself entirely to them. But, as amazing and mind-boggling as that is, what either just as amazing or even more amazing (how on earth do you explain these things?) is that in the entire giving of each member of The Holy Trinity is the entire receiving of each member of The Holy Trinity. You see, the truly amazing truth is this, that God is in a covenant relationship with Himself! This is how it is said in the Bible that God is love. This is the Love of God. This is how the Love of God works. This is how God expresses His Love to us - His Covenant Love. The law of entire giving and entire receiving. When we come to God as sinners in need of a Saviour, essentially what we do is give to god everyuthing that are and have. That may sound demanding, but it's not really. Because what you have to consider is this: all that we are and have amount to two things, sin and death. These are the only things that we can bring to God. We do this when we come to Him is what is called repentance and faith. When we do that, God accepts or "gift", and takes them from us. But this is the good part, in exchange for our sin, He gives us righteousness (that is, right standing with Him), and in exchange for our death, He gives us life (that is, the Zoé life of God - that can never fail or die! I promise, more of that in future postings). Christians refer to this as The Great Exchange. Oh yes, as you can plainly understand, I love the Holy Trinity!
2. I Love The Holy Bible.
This book is of Divine origin. The Bible is the Word of God. God has set it before us in His Love. In short, the Bible is God's best. And because of that, we must absorb the Bible into the spirit of our innmost being; that throughout our lives we may bear much fruit (what is otherwise known as the peaceable fruits of righteousness) as a rtestimony of the woderful things that God has done for us in His Love; living in peace and contentment lives of love, joy and praise, freed from all ills and evils both in this life and the next (are we/am I there yet? Do we/I live like that? not yet, but that's what faith and patience are for). Yes, I love the Holy Bible.
3. I Love Personal Salvation.
Jesus Christ came into this world to be my Personal Saviour. Everything He thought, said and did was for me - not to me or at me, but for me. He came to defeat the devil,deliver from fear, and destroy sin and death; the power and fury of His love being such that He did all things, the true light that lighteth everyone who comes into this world, dealing to everyone the measure of faith (whether everyone puts that measure of faith to work or not). It is conclusive. I love personal salvation, perhaps most of all.
These are, as I said at the beginning, the irreducable minimum of everything that I consider essentially Christian. It is sadly true, that Christians no not agree on everything, but that has been the case for the whole of the existance of Christainity! In fact, in this day and age, it is the least chaotic that it's ever been. Yet I can, through a combination of both learning and experience, live with that, and happily agree to differ. But those things that I have outlined here (yes, outlined!) are definitely not up for discussion. The reason for this is simple: with the absence of them (any of them) is either the absence of access to God, or the absence, or even the non-existance, of God Himself. And if that is denied then I, and countless millions like me, are living a well-intentioned lie. My very presence here in the first place is to testify to you of all God's loving and saving acts, and to tell you that the same Divine resources that I have are available to you today at this very moment if you will receive them by faith. Please do so, I implore you.
If you have never prayed before, please pray along with me along these lines:
Heavenly Father, I come to You just as I am. I cannot wait until I am better, because it seems everything I do to get better makes things worse. So I come to you now. I admit that this feels very strange, but all I can do is ask You, Sir, to take me as I am. I am sorry for being so sinful. I think of others who are perhaps worse than me, but that seems like a feeble excuse now. Please be merciful to me, a sinner. I am so very sorry. Cleanse me in the precious blood of Jesus, and take me to be with You. I open my heart wide to Your Great Love, now. Come into my heart, Lord Jesus, I accept You as my Personal Saviour. Amen.
I urge you to pray like that, and if you did, please let me know. It would be so encouraging, and I could rejoice with you. Soon, my pdf library will be availble for dounload here. That means that you will be able to get hold lots fo good things to get you going in your new life.
Also, in future posts, I will be making available here, in episodes, my work on the Apocrypha. It is taking far longer than I thought, due to other committments, both writing and otherwise. In my next posting, I will be including some biographies, and some thoughts on how the things that made them so great can be available to us and how we can put them to work in our own lives. Until then, may God richly bless you.

Monday, 2 May 2011

Thanks for all your support! You all rule!

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Sunday, 10 April 2011

previews of what's coming next...

There may have been a long time elapsing from the last posting, but that does not mean that there has been nothing going on. So please check out the up and coming projects for this blog. By the way, I do not ask for money and will send it back or give it away if sent, but please click on the adverts as that helps to keep this blog online. Many thanks. God Bless you.

  • Does God move in a mysterious way? - or is He more approachable?

  • Is there any such thing as the fear of God? If so, why?

  • Also new video series to launch on "YOUTUBE". So please keep an eye out for that.

  • Accompanying The Apocrypha - a chapter by chapter guide.

  • The Unbeliever's Bible. A larger project, but hopefully will be completed before year's end.

Monday, 27 September 2010

You May Not like This, But...
What happened to me and why it matters to you.

Hello, thank you for visiting. I apologise for the fact that there are as yet no downloads yet available, but they will be. I am in the process of digitising and uploading my library, but this is a slow process. I do assure you that much is being done towards this. The actual production and remastering the audio recordings into mp3 (believe it or not, some are ripped from old 78 records that are so old they are not even on vinyl but like a black china-like stuff), together with the recording of new mp3's and production of e-books that I feel are essential to have.

Part One

I asked myself what I would say to people I had never met, who are uninitiated, as it were, and probably for valid reasons to them were opposed to my thoughts, feelings, beliefs, etc. When a list began to emerge, the above phrase kept recurring. Hence the title. During the course of reading what follows, you will find that this title was not chosen for nothing. I have for clarity and your convenience, divided the subject matter into order of priority. There was going to be an objections section, but I have decided to ditch this by virtue of the fact that
there are so many that even I can think of, let alone yourself, that progress would be impossible. After all, there comes a point in life when all you can do is stick to the facts and tell it like it is. Agreed? Good! So far... Early days yet, though...
 

Things you absolutely need to know right now:


1. You need to know what happened to me.
2. You need to know that this is not unique.
3. You need to know that this cannot be controlled or manipulated by anyone.
4. You need to know that this can and must happen to you.
5. You need to know that this can and must happen to everyone.

Mind you, not that I'm laying the law down or anything...

Perish the thought.

At this point, I would like to make a big BIG request: Even if you ABSOLUTELY HATE EVERYTHING that immediately follows, please read it right through because I do assure you, it is worth it. Thank you.


Religion, Philosophy, the Occult, or Self-Help. You decide.


On the day "it happened" it was beautiful. A glorious summer's day. I had left school at an early age (15) so that I go to college to study business and industrial society. I was, on that turn-key day, only about three weeks away from completing my first year of preparation study. And I was, as you may readily appreciate, in the best frame of mind as could be expected. But then, I happened to look to my left, and I saw something I had never seen before, nor have I ever seen since.

The sky was falling.

This could only mean one thing.

The end of the world.

Understandably, you'll agree, I was a tad concerned.

I was not on college campus when this took place, but in the middle of the town square. The reason I came to this apocalypse-driven conclusion was simple. My great grand mother, Gran to everybody who knew her, was old and I do mean OLD. She was born during the reign of Queen Victoria, only wore black and spoke to her children, grand children, great grand children and anyone else who happened to come within earshot, about the end of the world. She was, in short, enough to scare seven kinds of stuffing out of anyone. As a child, even the thought of a visit to Gran fair put the wind up me, I can tell you. She passed away when I was about nine years old. That night, I was not allowed in the room to see where Gran was, but when I heard everyone crying, I ran in. But before I could get far, a woman then and now unknown to me, stopped me and told me,

"Oh you can't go in there, love. The angels are in there. They've come to take Gran to heaven."

She was about one hundred years old and that was my last memory of her. And on that day on the town square, her words leapt to mind:

"When the end of the world comes, the sky will begin to fall."

It looked to me that this was literally happening before my very eyes. The clouds looked as if they were propped up on the apexes of the roofs of the buildings. I was glad I was in the town where there were so many buildings otherwise I might have been crushed. There was only one course of action open to me in the circumstances:

Pray.

But where?

I mean, you can't just pray any old where, can you? Yes, I know you can, but at the time, it just never occurred to me. I absolutely had to find somewhere appropriate to pray. Well after all it was the end of the world! I had to do it properly, and it was now or never, you might say. Well anyway, after a good look around I found what seemed to be the very spot. A church. Not just any old church either. Saint E. It was the tallest building in town. Just the sort of place to be when the sky was falling, then...

But on arrival, I was devastatingly disappointed.

After getting past the huge iron gates, I was to find that the doors were locked solid.

No praying today for you, my lad.

And at the end of the world as well! What would Gran say?

I sat on the steps of this great holy edifice, put my face in my hands and cried like a baby. Now at this point, if you're still reading, that is, you must be thinking that this is about as surreal as it gets. Well, my friend, that would be where you are wrong.

Because this is where everything went dark.

And yes, someone spoke to me. Told you, didn't I?

"Hey, boy, you alright?"

"Eh? what?"

"I said, are you alright?"

I snapped my eyes open and craned my head back and there he was. Who, I don't know, but there you go... You have to remember that this was a bright sunny day and I was sat down on the steps of the town's Grand Holy Edifice. And standing in front of me, blotting out the sun was, well, this guy. Nothing apocalyptic about him at all, really, just some guy. Oh yes, to retain some sense of mystique, as his shadow was over me, I couldn't see his face.

"Look kid, I haven't got all day. Are you alright?"

"He won' let me in!" I was still crying a bit. More whimpering, really, like you do when someone stops you when you're crying.

"No, sorry kid. Can't. Vandals, see. We've had break-ins. Stuff taken. Stuff broken. Not much you can do about vandals and all."

"No! no! no! You don't understand!” I was aware that I was moaning now. “He (pointing to the sky) won't let me in! It's the end of the world, and He won't let me in!"

"Eh? Oh! Religious, are you?"

"Me? Religious? Certainly not!" When I was in school, if you went to church or anything, it meant that you were a bit the other way, if you know what I mean.

"Well kid, you can't stay here. No one told me about the end of the world or anything, but for what it's worth, here's my advice. Calm down and go home. You see, when you get home, you can pray as much as you like." I carefully considered the stranger's advice. And given the situation and the circumstances, it seemed reasonable.

I decided to act on it.

"Well, okay then." I said, wiping my face. He gave my a friendly hand up to my feet and politely but quickly escorted me through the great iron gates. I was on my way home.

I hoped I hadn't missed the bus. End of the world or not.
 
 
Part Two.


If you are still reading you may be wondering (let's assume that as you have got this far that you have either enjoyed it or at least found it interesting), in a word, why? So what? Thanks for the interesting read and all, but what in the world has any of this got to do with me? Well, the reason I wrote all this is to share with you what is to me an absolutely fundamental principle. The events so far described took place when I was age 16. I am now age 54. It has taken me this amount of time to realise how important it is to do this. I assure you that if you will spend time simply meditating on these things, nothing will be impossible to you. You will be able to receive absolutely ANYTHING from God. Here's how it works. We have all been given the Divine privilege and responsibility to make a choice. However, so that we can make the very best choice, all the alternatives have to be made very clear. God has set before us the choice of life or death, blessing or curse. And, yes, the choice is ours. Of all the wonderful things that God has done and made ready for us, He has done everything, in fact, EXCEPT make that choice. We understand that He could of course do that, but He has not. This is because He wants us to be absolutely sure that we understand that the choice is ours. This is because He made us on an equal footing with Himself, with the full capacity to think and feel and decide for ourselves. So even thought He loves us all and does not want any of us to suffer, go broke, be ill, die, and end up in Hell, to make that choice for us would be a contradiction of the very way that He made us in the first place.
I assure you, that if you make the right choice, the same choice as myself and millions of others have made, and stick by it no matter what, life will never be the same. Yes, of course there is far more to it than this, and yes, there are many more arguments both for and against, but but I did not write all this to argue and debate; I wrote all these things to get good things to you and to start you off on learning how to get more of those good things to yourself – how ever impossible that may sound to you at this moment.

What you need to do:

1. Find a quiet place where you can spend some time in silence.

2. Sit very quietly and empty your mind of every anxious thought, no matter how frightening or imposing they may seem. Admittedly, this is the most difficult part, and could very well take up most of the time, but make sure you do it, because it is vital and you won't succeed if you don't.

3. Pray. Yes, that's right, pray. I was in a terrible state when I did this, but you need to do it as well. You might say that that is all very well, but if you have never done this before, what do you do? If I had not been told, I would have felt completely lost and so that you will not feel like that, I will share with you what I was told. And by the way, this is where it all happens.

4. Admit that you are a sinner in need of a Saviour.

5. Tell God absolutely EVERYTHING that you feel bad about, and again, absolutely
EVERYTHING that is troubling you.

6. Ask Jesus Christ to wash away your sins and come into your heart and be your Personal Saviour.

7. Ask God to forgive you for all the things you have ever thought, said and done, as these things are deeply offensive to Him as well as bad and unhealthy both mentally and physically to yourself – and us all, in fact.

If you are prepared to suspend disbelief and give the necessary time to do justice to these things, and far more importantly, if you actually do them, you may rest assured that life neither will never be nor can be, the same, and you will find without a doubt, that THERE IS NOTHING HERE NOT TO LIKE.

God bless you.

Michael Keetch.

to be continued...

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Tuesday, 1 September 2009

Short but Important Introduction

Hello, and once again thank you for visiting. I apologise for the fact that there are as yet no downloads on this blog. I do assure you that much is being done towards this, mainly in the area of obtaining permission from copyright holders. Plus the actual production and remastering of the audios (believe it or not, some are ripped from old 78 rpm records that are so old they are not even on vinyl but like a black china-like stuff), together with the recording of new audios and production of e-books that I feel are essential to have. All this is being done while waiting for permission to come through. Ok, what if they say no, well there are quite a few and I'm quite certain that at least some of them will say yes, and as there is a lot of work to be done on each of them, it makes sense to "get on with it", as it were, right now and hope for the best.

Also, the main text of this blog, the end product of which is by no means small, is as yet incomplete. So, if you by any chance make it to the end, you will be disappointed. The thing is, that this has gone on for so long now, that I'm uploading this - even though it's incomplete - almost out of shame.

So, without further ado, you are about to find out at least the initial reason why this blog is so-named.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

You May Not Like This, But...

I asked myself what I would say to people I had never met, who are uninitiated, as it were, and
probably for valid reasons to them were opposed to my thoughts, feelings, beliefs, etc. When a
list began to emerge, the above phrase kept recurring. Hence the title.

During the course of reading what follows, you will find that this title was not chosen for nothing.
I have for clarity and your convenience, divided the subject matter into order of priority. There
was going to be an objections section, but I have decided to ditch this by virtue of the fact that
there are so many that even I can think of, let alone yourself, that progress would be impossible.
After all, there comes a point in life when all you can do is stick to the facts and tell it like it is.
Agreed? Good! So far... Early days yet, though...
 
Things you absolutely need to know right now:

1. You need to know what happened to me.
2. You need to know that this is not unique.
3. You need to know that this cannot be controlled or manipulated by anyone.
4. You need to know that this can and must happen to you.
5. You need to know that this can and must happen to eveyone.

Mind you, not that I'm laying the law down or anything...

Perish the thought.

At this point, I would like to make a big BIG request:
Even if you ABSOLUTELY HATE EVERYTHING that immediately follows, please read it right
through because I do assure you, it is worth it. Thank you.

Religion, Philosophy, Psycology, the Occult, or Self-Help. You decide.

On the day "it happened" it was beautiful. A glorious summer's day. I had left school at an
early age (15) so that I go to college to study business and industrial society. I was, on that
turn-key day, only about three weeks away from completing my first year of preparation study.
And I was, as you may readily appreciate, in the best frame of mind as could be expected.
But then, I happened to look to my left, and I saw something I had never seen before, nor have
I ever seen since.

The sky was falling.

This could only mean one thing.

The end of the world.

Understandably, you'll agree, I was a tad concerned.

I was not on college campus when this took place, but in the middle of the town square. The
reason I came to this apocalyptical conclusion was simple. My great grand mother, Gran to
everybody who knew her, was old and I do mean OLD. She was born during the reign of Queen
Victoria, only wore black and spoke to her children, grand children, great grand children and anyone else who waw within earshot, about the end of the world. She was, in short, enough to scare seven kinds of stuffing out of anyone. As a child, even the thought of a visit to Gran fair put the wind up me, I can tell you.

She paased away when I was about nine years old. That night, I was not allowed in the room
to see where Gran was, but when I heard everyone crying, I ran in. But before I could get far,
a woman then and now unknown to me, stopped me and told me, "Oh you can't go in there, love.
The angels are in there. They've come to take Gran to heaven" She was about one hundred
years old and that was my last memory of her. That day on the town square, her words leapt to
mind:

"When the end of the world comes, the sky will begin to fall."

It looked to me that this was literally happening in front of me. The clouds looked as if they were
propped up on the apexes of the roofs of the buildings. I was glad I was in the town where there
were so many buildings otherwise I might have been crushed.

There was only one course of action open to me in the circumtances:

Pray.

But where?

I mean, you can't just pray any old where, can you? Yes, I know you can, but at the time, it just
never occurred to me. I absolutely had to find somewhere appropriate to pray.
 
Well after all it was the end of the world! Now or never, sort of thing. Well anyway, after a
good look around I found what seemed to be the very spot. A church. Not just any old
church either. Saint E. It was the tallest building in town. Just the sort of place to be when
the sky was falling, then...

But on arrival, I was devastatingly disappointed.

After getting past the huge iron gates, I was to find that the doors were locked solid.

No praying today for you, my lad.

And at the end of the world as well! What would Gran say?

I sat on the steps of this great holy ediface, put my face in my hands and cried like a baby.
Now at this point, if you're still reading, that is, you must be thinking that this is about as
surreal as it gets. Well, my friend, that's where you're wrong. Because at this point, the story
goes to a whole new level of surreal.

Because this is where everything went dark.

And yes, someone spoke to me. Told you, didn't I?

"Hey, boy, you alright?"

"Eh? what?"

"I said, are you alright?"

I snapped my eyes open and my head back and there he was. Who, I don't know, but there you go...

You have to remember that this was a bright sunny day and I was sat down on the steps of the
town's Grand Holy Ediface. And standing in front of me, blotting out the sun was, well, this guy.
Nothing apocalyptical about him at all, really, just some guy. Oh yes, to retain some sense of
mystique, as his shadow was over me, I couldn't see his face.

"Look kid, I haven't got all day. Are you alright?"

"He won' let me in!" I was still crying a bit. More whimpering, really, like you do when someone stops you when you're crying.

"No, sorry kid. Can't. Vandals, see. We've had break-ins. Stuff taken, stuff broken. Not much you can do about vandals and all."

"No! no! no! You don't understand! He (pointing to the sky) won't let me in! It's the end of the world, and He won't let me in!"

"Eh? Oh! Religious, are you?"

"Me? Religious? Certainly not!" When I was in school, if you went to church or anything, it meant that you were a bit the other way, if you know what I mean.

"Well kid, you can't stay here. Don't know anything about the end of the world or anything, but for what it's worth, here's my advice. Calm down and go home. You see, when you get home, you can pray as much as you like."

I carefully considered the stranger's advice. And given the situation and the circumstances, it seemed reasonable. I decided to act on it.

"Well, ok then." I said, wiping my face.
He gave my a friendly hand up to my feet and politely but quickly escorted me through the great iron gates. I was on my way home.

I hoped I hadn't missed the bus. End of the world or not.
 
to be continued...