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Thursday, June 23, 2022

GALATIANS ~ Chapter 1/Thursday Bible Study

Last week, we finished with Apostle Paul’s last Letter of 2 Corinthians.

This week, we are still with Paul as he continues battling the spiritual warfare against the Galatian Churches: encouraging the Believer’s there to continue steadfast in the true and faithful Gospel of Yeshua Ha’Mashiach (Jesus, the Messiah/Christ) which he had ministered to them, and to turn a deaf ear to false doctrines undermining the true Gospel via troublemakers infiltrating the Churches.

Paul probably wrote the Galatians epistles from Ephesus, around 53 or 54 AD (the dating may be in question as to the exact dating). Paul wrote to the Galatian Saints because they had been beguiled by smooth-talkers, strayed from the path of Truth, and was embracing false teachings. Paul reminds them that the Gospel message he brought to them was based on salvation through Yeshua, only: he defends his Apostolic calling/mission by reminding them of his own earlier opposition to the Church … how Yeshua saved him, and how his conversion led to his missionary work there among them.

In his letters to the Galatians, Paul emphasizes that Believers are justified by Yeshua alone: they are part of a diverse Family, and equipped by the Ruach Ha’Kodesh (the Holy Spirit) to love Elohim and others.

Further background for those liking more information: What happened to the Galatian Christians? Paul's legacy in Southern Galatia: http://www.scielo.org.za/scielo.php?script=sci_arttext&pid=S1015-87582014000200001

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GALATIANS ~ Chapter 1

Salutation = Greeting

“From Paul, an Apostle – not from man nor through man … but through *Yeshua Ha’Mashiach and **Elohim, Who raised Him from the dead; and from all the brethren who are with me, to the churches of Galatia.

Galatians 1-10

Grace be to you, and peace, from Elohim & Yeshua Ha’Mashiach, Who gave Himself for our sins so that he might, according to the Will of Elohim, save us from this present wicked world. To Him be the glory forever and ever! Amen. (vv. 1 – 5)

Reasons for Writing

I am dumbfounded that you have so quickly deserted Him Who called you into the grace of ***Christ, and have gone over to a different “****gospel”. No, it is not another gospel. But there are people who trouble you, and who want to pervert the Gospel of Christ. Yet, even if we, or an *****angel from Heaven were to preach to you a different gospel contrary to the one we have preached to you, may he be accursed (doomed, under a curse, detestable, foul, loathed)! Let me repeat what I have just said: If anyone shall proclaim to you a gospel different from what you have received from us, let there be a curse on him! (vv. 6 – 9)

Paul’s Message from Elohim – Not from Tradition

Do you think, now, that I am trying to win favor of men? Or, is it #Elohei Ha’Elohim’s approval I want? Am I seeking to please men? If I were trying to please men, I would not be what I am – a servant of Christ. Brethren, I want you to know that the Gospel that I preached to you is not an invention of man. I did not get it fr4om any man … and I was not taught it; I got it from Yeshua Ha’Mashiach by a revelation (shocking eye-opener).

Acts 9.4 thru 6

You have heard of my former conduct in the orthodox Jewish religion, how I fanatical I was in persecuting the Church of God, and in trying to destroy it. I was far advanced in Judaism, surpassing many my own age and race, and far more zealous of the traditions of the fathers. But Elohim – who had chosen me from the time of my birth – called me by His grace at a time pleasing to Him. And when He revealed His Son to me, so that I should preach the Gospel to the Gentiles, I di not at once consult some human authority. No, I did not go up to Jerusalem to confer with those who were already apostles before me. But I went to Arabia and, when I came back again, it was to Damascus.

3 years later, I went to Jerusalem to make the acquaintance of Peter, and I stayed with him for 15 days. But I did not want to meet any of the other apostles, except ##James, Yeshua’s brother. As God as my witness, I am not lying when I write these things to you.

After that I went t=into the regions of Syria and Cilicia. My face was as yet unknown to the Christian congregations (gatherings of Christians) of Judea.

Earliest Journeys of Saul (Paul) of Tarsus c AD 34-45

They knew only by hearsay that “he who once persecuted us is now preaching the Gospel – the Faith he once tried to destroy.” And they praised Elohei Ha’Elohim because of me.” (vv. 10 – 24)


*Yeshua Ha’Mashiach = Jesus (Greek), the Messiah (Hebrew): “Mashiach” is simply the Hebrew word for “Messiah”, which means, the ‘Anointed One’. “Yeshua Ha’Mashiach” written out in Hebrew looks like this: ישוע המשיח.

**Elohim (Hebrew: אֱלֹהִים, romanized: ʾĚlōhīm: [(eloˈ(h)im]) is a Hebrew word meaning "Gods – Father, Son, & Holy Spirit". Although the word is plural in form, in the Hebrew Bible it usually refers to a single deity “Behold, the Lord – the Lord is One”, particularly the God of Israel.

***Christ (from the Hebrew word, Ha’Mashiach ישוע המשיח & the Greek word, Christos/khris-tos) = The Anointed, Yeshua the Messiah, in both languages.

****Gospel: the word is derived from the Anglo-Saxon term, god-spell, meaning “good story”; Biblically speaking, gospel is a rendering of the Latin evangelium and the Greek euangelion, meaning “good news” or “good telling”.

*****Angel: (n) – a spiritual being in position of attendant, agent, or messenger of Elohim (often represented in human form with wings and a long robe).

#Elohei Ha’Elohim (Hebrew word: אֱלֹהֵי הָאֱלֹהִים)) = God of gods; above all gods.

##James: one of the four brothers of Yeshua (born naturally of his earth mother, Mary) – James was at first unconvinced of Yeshua’s claims; Yeshua’s brothers and sisters at one time thought Yeshua was mad, and ridiculed Him and His controversial ministry. And though James was part of the group at the Last Supper in the Upper Room … it was not until the resurrection that James was fully committed as a follower of Yeshua. From that point on, James was identified with the disciple group in Jerusalem. He was also at the Ascension & Pentecost happenings, and within 10 years became the leader of those in Jerusalem who acknowledged Yeshua as Lord and Savior (the long-awaited Jewish Messiah). As a symbol of the respect James enjoyed in Jerusalem, he became known as “the Just”.

When Paul escaped from prison and fled to the house of Mary, Mark’s mother, he asked that word be sent to James. Later, when the conservative followers of Yeshua were uneasy because Paul was heavily involved in ministry to the Gentiles, James was one of those who presided at the conference in Jerusalem and issued the agreement where Paul was approved as the Apostle to the Gentiles. A few years later, when tensions over the question whether a man could be a Christian without first becoming circumcised as Jew, made another conference necessary – it was James who proposed the solution which vindicated Paul. It was James who warned Paul of plots against him after his 3rd missionary journey.

**2 CORINTHIANS 13: https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2022/06/2-corinthians-chapter-13thursday-bible.html

Wednesday, June 22, 2022

I’VE GOT A SECRET

I was meeting with country friends this morning, for another jam/chit-chat session. I like these gatherings; and they always run overtime – I like that, too 😉

Yesterday's polish removed, and my fat little fingers updated; LOL. Even my toesnails got a shine.
Pearl for eyebrow highlight & Mauve for eyelid; Glittery Purple for eye 'liner'.
Glittery Pink Lipgloss; pink tube; Auburn Brow Gel, Rose-toned Cheek Heat liquid Blush, & Black Mascara - no foundation color used on face.
Ready to hit the road.

I held out to the very last possible moment before leaving town: I wanted to drop off a bag of books at the community library, and that didn’t open until 10 AM. I was cutting things slim, but it couldn’t be helped; the books I’ve read over the winter months are piling up … and they gotta go. Someone else will enjoy them.

Bag of books dropped off at Park Library on my way out of town; 1 of 3 stacked bags ...

When I pulled up to my favorite coffee shack, I was informed, “We’re out of oak milk …”

I do NOT want marijuana juice in my coffee!

Hemp seems to be the latest craze: I AM NOT INTERESTED. I had a friend (no longer a friend due to the blm nonsense), who liked to try to sprinkle the lunch fare she was sharing with me, with hemp seed – she was always gushing about how “healthy!” hemp is. I had to finally physically stay her hand, and say, “Stop, please. I’ve told you before I don’t want it. I do not use drugs of any sort.” She was offended by the rebuff, even though I had repeatedly told her I didn’t agree with her infatuation with hemp food products … and at that point, I was beyond offended by her pushiness.

The coffee shack employees may be thrilled to have hemp milk on their menu – but I am not interested. This aging flower child does not want it. I am not interested in the selling hype about {it’s benefits}: that is all BS to me. The selling hype around hemp {food} products is that “there is little to no” psychoactive THC in the product. Uhhhh … little is too much, as far as I am concerned.

And some people – I could very well be one of them – are dangerously allergic to hemp food products. I do not want to risk an itchy distraction rash, hives, or an onset of anaphylaxis while driving. I have a sensitive constitution; I have to be careful with my food sources.

I do not want marijuana seeds on my salads, and I do not want marijuana juice in my coffee.

I was happy to get to the jam session: the friends I’ve made are funtastic people, and the music is good – it’s a mish-mash of musical tastes, musical talents, oldies tunes/new styles, and ‘on the spot’ inspiration (this is the exciting anticipatory part – seeing the conception & birth of a cooperative, created, song). I LOVE IT!

I like this group of people – I will forever be grateful I was introduced to them. I feel like I actually belong; for once I do not feel I am standing entirely apart from everyone else watching life go by. And I am startled now and then to know that I am sharing some of the same space others share: up until recently, I have pretty much avoided people because most people get very annoying very quickly. But, since being cast adrift following Bob’s physical death, Elohim has been faithful to put people across my life’s path that have been very good for me in many ways. I am grateful for their low-key, inclusive, same frequency friendships … and I am thankful to be so loved and highly favored by my God.

I was surprised to see D walk in the door with a guitar case - I didn't know he could pick ;-)

While we were all sitting around jawing, and jamming (I'm the side-line cheer leader), J asked, “Val, do you sing?”

How to answer that?

Yes: and no. Yes, I sing when I am alone. No, I do not sing in group settings because my lung power eventually craps out and I end up either faking it, or mentally singing while those around me assume I don’t know the songs or I am a party-pooper.

I love music – music gives expression to what I cannot put into words.

I sing when I am alone … and I would sing with Bob when were together in-house, or in the vehicles and we were jamming to songs we both enjoyed; but I don’t sing in public (or in Fellowship) because my lung capacity just isn’t there – sooner or later, I end up lip-syncing when the song being sung requires a deeper air capacity than my lungs have. But, I haven’t had to use my inhaler since Mother’s Day (7 weeks ago), and I am breathing deeper than I’ve ever been able to in my entire life, so we’ll see if I eventually get up and sing 😉

But for right now, in this moment … I am content to listen to J, GG, and B belt the songs out while D & H do the instrumental backup 😉 GG sings perfect acapella (singing without instrumental backup), and sets the scale/pitch tone: Bob enjoyed acapella singers, if he were with me, he would really enjoy GG’s singing as much as I do. And maybe he is enjoying it 😊

Josh Groban Acapella – ‘You Raise Me up’ song: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rcLl0A-lXIc)

I believe that the Saints (which Bob now is part of: Hebrews 12) surround us – that being the case, I believe that Yeshua, and Bob, are aware of my daily life happenings. And that knowing, strengthens and comforts me.

J also asked me how old I am; I said, “65” – his eyebrows went up, and he said, “You’re pulling my leg.” I shook my head and said, “Truth. I’ll be 66 in December.” He said, “You do not look 65. You must be doing something the rest of us know nothing about.” I said, “I have a secret: clean living, good loving, and God first and foremost; covenant relationship. Age is just a number, the secret to aging well is not to stress about aging – it happens; so does life. Enjoy life while you have it, and don’t worry about it ending.” 😉

I exercise my body and mind - keeping both limber and active; I eliminate as much stress in my personal life as I possibly can, and I use make-up sparingly (cleaning my face as soon as possible when I get back home) – those basic eliminations keep my face pretty wrinkle-free.

'I’ve Got The Key, I’ve Got The Secret’ song:
The Lindsey Family – ‘That Secret Place’ song:

Personally, I think I look my age (what, exactly, does 65 look like?) – and I’m okay with embracing my age. Some people of my generation haven’t made it as far as Elohim has blessed me to be: in many ways I feel privileged to be 65. While my hair had retained much of its natural hue … there is quite a bit of gray in it (it blends very stylishly – thank You, Yeshua 😊); and I’m glad Bob got to see it showing up, before his spirit stepped off this Earth.

Aging does not have to be a heavy burden. MPO

And age really is irrelevant when you are in Elohim’s Secret Place 😊

Smith, White & Fairchild – ‘Secret Place’ song: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MzdWNYkpl68)

The jam session wrapped up around 4 PM. When I got home, I did an hour-long walk-thru in my garden area (watering, pinching back some plants, sprinkling slug bait in all the beds, noticing/noting which plants need to be reseeded, ect.); ate Supper, and started on another Angel Baby Blanket.

Mobility and relaxation is also another {secret} way to stave off the effects of aging 😉

MOD Angel Baby Banket started ... a repeat pattern.

Sunday, June 19, 2022

FATHER’S DAY ~2022

Essence never dies ... Bob lives on in a thousand different ways, every day in the lives of his children and grandchildren. 

Every single one of them carry his features: eye shape, nose shape, mouth curvature, cleft chin (Stacey and Azariah, for sure), posture, hair color, hand gestures, behavior patterns ... ALL OF THEM to some extent. He couldn't have denied any of them were his, even if he had wanted to.  It was obvious from the moment they cleared the womb that they carried his DNA ;-)

And my King Bee filled my life so completely with himself that my heart doesn't know how not to beat for him . Bob was always the love of my life : Bob is STILL the love of my life.

I doubt this holiday is recognized in Heaven ... but down here on Earth, I still take notice because Bob's DNA is still very much alive and active in his 2 children and 4 grandchildren.

Bob's essence lives on, even if his beautiful manly body does not.

Once Bob became a Father the second time around (marriage with me), he stopped being irresponsible. Bob's kids grew him up.

1975. Bob, Me, Stacey & Ales: 2 marriages … 2 kids … 1 life-long love. I love you, Bob ~OX
1982. Stacey, 7 yo – Bob, 33 yo, & Alex, 12 yo
1997. Me, Bob, & our 18 mo. granddaughter, Alyna.
Early 2018. Bob & our 3½ yo grandson, Azariah; Bob’s spirit would leave Earth before the end of 2018.
Always ~OX

Pink Floyd – ‘King Bee’ song: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1HR4GOlUdSk)

Elvin Bishop – ‘Fooled Around & Fell In Love’ song: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ev8SibkJhNg)

Jackson Browne & Bonnie Raitt – ‘Kisses Sweeter than Wine’ song: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYaqsviev9M)

SELF-CARE SURVIVAL

Every day since I was bumped from Wife to Widow has been an uphill climb in minute-to-minute survival. Widowhood is a traumatic experience with traumatic fallout that can be triggered in chaotic situations; no matter if one is a Christian … or not.

I’ve come a long way, but I know I still have a long way to go.

I can’t afford to let the energy vampires steal the joy Yeshua gave me with my sanctification.

Widowhood totally changes you in ways you never expected, don’t understand, can’t fully grasp, and have no idea how to explain: you don’t {get it} as the years pass – and others standing on the sidelines watching you make your way through your New Life journey, don’t get it either, but a few will have a lot to say to you about how you should ‘get it done’. These are the ones that will make an already difficult journey much harder to navigate. These are the ones that will lay hidden landmines designed to always keep you off balance, juggling self-doubts, and gasping for breath as their toxicity bleeds over into your tender new life endeavors.

They are miserable wretches that feed on your pain; and gleefully picking at your healing scabs.

They are people to avoid.

At all costs.

Without apology.

And sometimes they need to be given back to them a good dose of their own vile bile to swallow.

I can't afford stressful chaos in my life anymore - the way I handle stressful situations, now, has changed since 12-14-18.

Sometimes the toxic people have connections with other people in your life, and when the ties that bind are deeply intertwined … you have to cut ties with the whole lot to avoid a death by a thousand cuts coming from one source via the group. It is a survival thing – when your life has already suffered so much pain it is dangerously anemic from the bloodletting, your well-being can’t afford any more bloodshed: you are allowed to love from a distance, and still be graced by The Father 😊

When I dropped the bag off, I am sure ruth threw a tantrum when she got the gist of the message: she is an undisciplined cat with a catty attitude, and I was making sure she knew I was no longer engaging in her pathetic cat-and-mouse game of domination.

I don’t allow anyone to dominate me – this mouse eventually tires of the cat’s stupidity and will bite the paws that keep taking swipes at it.

I am a survivor.

I have survived more than the linquist’s can dish out – and if they were choking on their anger this morning, I don’t feel any regret for giving them the heartburn they deserve.

As I drove back through town, I was invited to join in some Father’s Day festivities; so, I did 😊

It was good to be in the company of people who welcome me, love me, include me, pray for me, support me, and try to understand me in the moment. Embracing the uncertainties of a New Life unfolding is not easy – sometimes it is downright uncomfortable. It is a blessing to have people in your corner cheering you on, picking you up off the mat – supporting your staggering weight – and setting you back on your feet again, with encouragements.

It is good to feel like a winner now and then 😉