God calls

Often I think we chose our options in life as some sort of shopping trip, we walk down the aisle of life and take a little of what we like and leave what we don't. Unfortunately we tend to take what makes us feel most comfortable, we like the things of Christianity that say love your neighbour, we dislike it when it says Jesus is the only way, we like Budhism when it says live at peace, we don't like it when it says we have to meditate for hours on end.
The point I am trying to make is if we allow our hearts to rule everything then we end up with a mix match of beliefs and we end up creating a god to suit our own needs which is really no god at all but a cardboard cut out...
The important thing to do is really find out what is the truth, this can be a maze with many people calling out to follow this way or that. Ultimately you have to find your way to the middle, however God does call, he has sent his own Son to come and show you the way the truth and the life you are after...drop me a line

Irony, time and wake up calls

Reading back my last blog seems somewhat ironic in light of what has happened this week. Unfortunately I found my Father dead, the coroner informed me that the cause was his heart. I hope you can see the irony in my last blog stating that the heart of the human problem is the problem with the human heart, of course I was talking spiritually but nevertheless.
Perhaps you will allow me the indulgence of a few lines to the old man. One of the saddest things is that he was trapped in a cycle of drinking that was a prison, the only thing that made him happy was drinking yet the irony was it was that which made him most sad. The bible says that we have dug out broken cisterns instead of coming to fountain of living water. The thing with a broken cistern is it never quite fills up, no matter how much water you put in it, never does it reach full. Speaking from first hand experience no matter how much booze my Dad put in himself it never quite satisfied, it was never quite enough. Your might be filling your cistern up with something else I don't know...
What a gentle, kind man he was simply trapped by a lie that drinking was the answer. Thank you Dad for all that you were, for being a loving Father, I love you so much.
Times like these it is a stark reminder that death looms, I do pray that you will investigate yours before it comes and bites you...
georgeosborn@avantiministries.com