AS A WAY OF INTRODUCING MYSELF

I am not a scholar. I am not an ordained minister of the gospel by any denomination or sect. I am a man God has favored with the gift of faith. I write that with a sense of shame because I did nothing to deserve what could only be called a blessing from God. I am not good for there is only one who is good. In relation to God I am like the mud that Jesus fashioned from dirt and the spit of His mouth and placed on the eyes of the blind man. I am like a blind hunting dog who points to the fowl in the darkness of the woods because my master has trained me to do so because it makes him happy. Making him happy is my joy and the source of hope and faith in His provision and health in this life as well as being, more importantly, the spiritual food of eternal life.

Since picking up the Bible I have not been able to put it down or talk about anything else. I have frequently remarked to people, when I have a sense that they are nodding off from my incessant talk about what I read and hear in my heart, that I would love to talk about baseball and my beloved Red Sox, who, are not so miraculously any longer, in the midst of the 2007 World Series. I can’t seem to muster the desire to engage for any length of time in conversation that I once loved. I am in a season of deep contemplation of the thoughts and deep things of God. Sometimes I think I am writing to keep from going mad. My insatiable desire to read the ancient and classical books related to the mystical, supernatural and miraculous ways of God has overtaken my former desires.

Left to my own ways, I would prefer to be working in television and film being celebrated by men and women as a star of stage and screen dining on haute cuisine and traveling playing golf to my heart’s content. As I write, I am jobless in the common sense of the word. I have not worked for pay in several months and am dependent on the kindness and love of others for my worldly survival. I pray daily and continually. For me prayer is a contemplation of God and a deep listening for what He would have me know. It is an encounter beyond relationship where I ask for things in the hope that God grants my wish. It is more in the nature of my, daily, being made aware by God that I am one with the spirit of God, as Jesus prayed in John 17. In this contemplation, which you may perceive as someone with too much time on his hands, by faith, I believe that God has chosen to call me and favor me by allowing me to accept His love for me. It is not by my choice nor the hope of a wordly reward that I came to know and be one with the spirit of God.

God has blessed me with so many gifts, talents and abilities. I have been so fortunate to experience life at so many levels and in such diverse cultures and socio-economic groups. In taking an overall view of my life, I clearly recognize areas where God gave me a great interest in as well as ability to grasp complex abstract concepts of how the creative process functions on a human level in the arts. Now, as He nurtures me on my path, He has blessed me with a hunger and thirst for His Word as well as the

understanding of how to recognize its functions to give life more abundantly by understanding the effects of God’s desire to meld human nature with His Spirit to effect the becoming of two natures into one spirit creating an eternal being that is like Himself.. The Lord has blessed me with an enthusiastic approach which is hopefully effective in teaching people as well as counseling and directing individuals to oneness with the Spirit of God exceeding their expectations in the limitlessness of God. The Lord has created me to feel comfortable speaking with people of all backgrounds about these limitless things. He has made me to speak in front of large numbers of people, in person, in print or on television and be at ease, humbly yet boldly communicating how His Word reveals the WAY to UNION with the Spirit of God through His supernatural miraculous power in this life and proceed into the world to come. He has blessed me with the faith to persevere in suffering to learn obedience to this calling.

Call me crazy.

I talked to psychiatrists and gurus. I attended every group imaginable. I took almost every drug to find relief from the anxiety, frustration and depression of trying to answer the questions, who am I and what the heck am I doing here? In the end, the only thing that came to mind was God. He simply popped into my mind. In the moisture of the tears of desperation on my cheeks, He gave me relief. Correcting my behavior was not the answer to the feelings of doubt, anxiety and insecurity which were the result of my thoughts of a meaningless world, life and existence. It was the enlightened words of the Bible that brought health to my bones and restored the years. It was as if I ate the words I never seemed to find quite appetizing before. I didn’t try to memorize the scriptures. I simply read them knowing somewhere deep in my soul that these words, people and stories were returning me to an emotional and spiritual place where the love of God I experienced as a child reasserted itself in my present reality.

The pure knowledge of God will do the same for you. This knowledge without understanding though helpful to your life in a behavior modification sense yet without understanding there will be no gain of God’s greatest gift which is faith. Faith is the substance of things hoped for the substance of things unseen. In other words, it is the ability to recognize the signs of God in reality and experience the wonder of a life and faith authored by the eternal spirit and mind which created the life and testimony of Jesus of Nazareth.

It is my hope in blogging to attract those who are confused, baffled and perplexed by the teachings which, to date, have promised much but delivered very little. I am here to answer your questions pertaining to all of the things of God regardless of religion. Much of what you read here will be excerpts from my forthcoming book; IF THE MIRACLE DOESN’T HAPPEN…….SOMETHING IS WRONG.