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(First published 10-13-2013)

I know that the above title is not an all-inclusive list of names that people have for their name for God. I wouldn’t be surprised if there are at least another several thousand names that people have for a Deity. The Old Testament mentions the names of many gods relating to the different people and cultures. Ancient Egypt had many gods as did the Greeks, Romans, and the Canaanites just to mention a few of the cultures that the Old Testament mentions. One particular Deity in the land of Canaan that Scripture highly frowned upon was called Baal which is also known by the name Beelzebub which is also known as Satan. I know that I am not the smartest person in the world, but why in the world would anyone back then, or now, worship Him. I know that people today still worship Satan and that they do it knowing who He is. Many other people worship Demons unknowingly, whether it be within witchcraft within the likes of Wicca or even within so-called mainstream religions.

The reason I have chosen this subject matter today is because of an answer I got from a post I made from my Yahoo home page earlier this week. Within my comment I mentioned “their god”, and a reader replied that “their god” was the same God as the Christian and Jewish God, that these people I was referring to simply called God by a different name. This person’s response reminded me of the fact that I believed this same thing for many years but through many years of study I have learned that this is not the truth.

Within the Old Testament we learn that God the Father’s name is Jehovah (in Hebrew Yahweh) and that His only Son’s name was (Hebrew: Yeshiva or Yeshua) whose New Testament name is Jesus the Christ, the Messiah. Remember back to the beginning of the Old Testament where the wording says “let Us make man in Our image”. If you haven’t read through the first couple of chapters of the first book of the Bible (Genesis) for a while please do so when you have a little time. You will find several times where “Us and Our” image is made plain.

The Jewish people are still waiting for the Messiah, the Promised One, to appear for the first time and to set up His Earthly Kingdom in the Holy Land. We Christian people tell our Jewish Brothers that the Promised One was the man named Jesus. We Christians, in fact, all of the people of the earth are very fortunate that the Royal Bloodline, the Hebrews, by their actions fulfilled the Scriptures concerning the Messiah. The simple reason that we Gentiles have hope after this life is finished is because of them not realizing that they were killing the Messiah. If it were not for the death and resurrection of God’s Son none of us would have any hope of salvation except of the Royal Bloodline, the Jews.

There is one thing that should be noted though is that the Christians and the Jews are worshiping the Father Jehovah but that the Christians also worship Jehovah’s Son Jesus (Yeshiva). But now lies a big problem according to Scripture, we are all told that humans if we are not worshiping the Trinity (God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit) then we humans are worshiping nothing at all like a stone or a tree or worse yet they are unknowingly worshiping Demons. You see, it wasn’t but a few years ago that I thought that Allah was just another cultures name for God the Father and that they like our Jewish brothers were mistaken concerning Jesus, but I have learned that I was wrong. I have recently learned from some of my Jewish friends that in the Arabic language a very old name for God the Father is/was Allah. What I am about to say is not wished nor intended to make anyone angry, I am not trying to slander not to hurt anyone’s feelings yet I know that some will be irate anyway. I believe that the people who are believers of and followers of the different sects of Islam have been deceived by Satan and the purity of their faith was sidetracked. I believe that they have had the full intent to be worshipers of God the Father and I greatly admire their devotion they give but I believe that it is not God that they are worshiping.

The true, one and only God, is love. God is not hate, by God’s law all people should be kind and caring to everyone, even strangers. If a person believes that they are worshiping God but their God says that His followers are to be aggressive, hateful, or violent toward anyone, then my friend, these people are worshiping the Devil, and He is no God. I apologize for the length of this post but I was trying to explain things to make it easy to understand. Hopefully I have made it to where it is easy to read between the lines and see the truth that I am trying to bring to light.

(Theology) Everything Can Be A God

EVERYTHING CAN BE A GOD

 

In your mind, in your opinion, is Jesus Christ ‘a God’? Outside of Christianity the prevailing answer to that question, is no, He is not. For the first three to four hundred years after the death of Jesus even the Churches heavily debated that question. Within the other two Palestine major religions, Judaism and Islam, Jesus is usually referred to as a ‘misguided’ Prophet. Even though Jesus was born and raised as a Jew His own people, then and now, do not believe that He was/is the Christ, the Messiah, the Promised One. For the purpose of trying to make a point in this commentary today I am going to ask you a question that will seem quite odd to most of you, please bare with me as you will understand more clearly as the article continues. The question is, if I carve a piece of wood to make it look like a human and then I decide to call this piece of wood Jesus Christ, is it really Jesus Christ? Hopefully all of you would say, well of course not, wouldn’t you? If I see a beautiful waterfall or a beautiful rock formation and I say look, this is Jesus Christ, does it make either of them really be Jesus Christ? I sure hope you said no. If I decided to start-up a new Church and I tell everyone that I am Jesus Christ, even if I believed it my self, would that make it be so?

 

Throughout the Bible there are a few different names for God and when you get into not just the different English translations but into various language translations such as Hebrew, Aramaic, Greek, Latin, German and so on, you will find many names for God the Father and for God the Son. For the English speakers who wish to get uppity you need to understand that in the original Hebrew and Greek there was no letter ‘J’. That means there is no such word as Jehovah or Jesus in the original Scriptures . In the Hebrew the name for ‘the Father’ is Yahweh and the name for ‘the Son’ is Yeshiva. Only after these names were ‘washed’ through several other languages did we come up with the English names of Jehovah and Jesus.

 

If you are a person who is a believer in Buddhism and you are holding a carving of ‘the Buddha’ in your hand and you say that this is Buddha my God, does it make it so? If you are a believer of Hinduism and you are holding one of the many different Hindu Gods in your hand and you say this is a Hindu God, does it make it so? If you are a Christian and you bow down to and worship some statue, is that statue really God? If not, then why are you bowing down to it? If you use a non-English name for Jesus, say Russian, it is Иисус. 

 

What I am getting at is we humans have many names for what we call God and in many religions they have many Deity’s (Gods). I know that many of my ancestors came from Norway so I am quite sure that in the early times of my ‘family tree’ I had relatives who bowed down to the Viking Gods. So with that in thought if Odin was their main God and they made a carving and said this is Odin and bowed down to it, was it really Odin? The Ancient Egyptians worshiped the ‘Gods of the underworld’, folks were they really Gods? We are told in Old Testament and New that mankind has bowed down to dumb rocks and pieces of wood and most of them were nothing but dumb rocks and pieces of wood that could do nothing, but some of them were Demons. If you are worshiping ‘Gods’ of the ‘underworld’ you need to get a grip on reality.

 

Within the Old Testament one of the earliest names for God is ‘Elohim’, by my understanding I have been told from a couple of trusted sources that in the ancient Arabic language for Elohim is the name Allah. So technically then the name Allah is one of the names for God, just not an English name. Now the climax of this article, just because you or I decide to use the name Allah for God, does that automatically mean that because we call something ‘God’ or ‘Allah’ does that make that object really be God? Even Jesus said that because Satan and His Angels used to be Angels of Light that they can portray themselves as Angels of Light to this day. Jesus told us that Satan and His Angels are such good liars/deceivers that they will be able to even deceive some of the Saints.

 

I know that I have many readers who are believers in the Islamic faith and I also know that many get very upset if anyone says that they are not worshiping the one true God, Allah. Folks, this is quite understandable, Christians don’t like to be told that we aren’t really worshiping God, just as folks who believe in other religions feel the same way. What I am saying to our Islamic brothers and sisters isn’t that the name Allah isn’t a name for God, what I am saying is that the Deity that they are worshiping isn’t really God (Allah), that they have been deceived. The believers of Islam do not believe that the ‘people of the Book’ (Jews and Christians) are worshiping the one true God but when those same table are turned and we or anyone else says the same to them you end up with the ‘Islamic Terrorism’ that the world sees today. In the name of God, Jehovah, Jesus, Yahweh, Elohim, Allah, Buddha or any Hindu God, no one spills the blood of anyone. To do so is simply murder, no one is allowed to be an aggressor toward another. If ‘our God’ and His Scriptures are telling its followers to commit violence, then that Deity is not God, that Deity is a Devil! The reason the title says ‘everything can be a God’ is simple, if you or I worship it, no matter what ‘it’ is, diamonds, gold, money, whatever, we have made this item our ‘God’.

 

(Humor Poem) The Apple (Granny’s Dark Side)

THE APPLE (GRANNY’S DARK SIDE)

 

 

Was it given by Eve

Did it make us all die

Is it now baked in Hell’s ovens

Do the Demons enjoy a tart pie

Are you really the apple of your Granny’s eye

 

Thanksgiving meal or 4th of July pie

Tempered with arsenic or cyanide dye

Grandma Eve, your Grandpa long ago died

Little children be careful what you eat

If Granny’s got burning embers in her eyes

 

Will an apple a day really keep evil away

Depends on the cook and if today is your day

Little green apples turn the bowels into knots

Red rotten baked with dead worms in the crust

Granny turned all the little monsters back into dust!

(Religious Poem) Just Jesus; The Carpenters Son

JUST JESUS; THE CARPENTERS SON

 

It is written that your name is just Jesus

But Jesus, what kind of a man is it that you were

Eyes of The Blessed say you walked on the Sea

Your just Jesus the Carpenters Son, so how can that be

At Your Word it is said You can control the waves and the winds

Just Jesus the Carpenters Son, did all these things the Scriptures say

 

King Herod tried to kill You so a couple of years in Egypt You stayed

Out of Egypt You were called to go home but to become a Nazarene

Thirty years You lived quietly among the filth and stench of human flesh

Not even Mary’s other Sons realized who You their half-brother was

You were always You, closeness will blind the obvious to our mortal eye

What an honor it would have been, being half-brother to “The Son Of God”

 

Just Jesus THE Carpenter, who created the Heavens and The Earth

At Your Word trees wither and mountains shake and tremble in fear

The Demons they all know You, They quiver and drop water at Your Name

Just Jesus, please cast away the Demons that rule so many a mans brain

At the Right Hand of The Father, You have always been obedient to His Will

Understanding is the beginning of knowledge, through free choice you love and obey

Through ignorance they crucified a Just Man, and Honest Man simply known as Jesus

The Carpenters Son

(Religious Poem) We Are All Slaves Or Servants

WE ARE ALL SLAVES OR SERVANTS 

 

Slavery we all know is a state of unwanted human bondage

We think we are free because we do not see the bonds or chains

Unlike Libya we do not hear our name called at the auction stocks

Yet, we were all purchased from the womb, a true blood sacrifice

There is a debt that we can never repay already paid for our Soul

 

A gift of all gifts was freely given to break the bonds of Demons

Such a great price paid voluntarily, we were purchased with love

The chains in this life that we put on, we do this unto ourselves

We are all now children of God, yet many still refuse the Grace

The path is wide with many shadows and lies that bring only death

 

The Soul is a gift from God to all and when we lay down it returns

We are all servants to something to someone, one is good, one not

Servants to the Light or slaves to the dark we who choose the side

Faithful servants need no chains nor whips to produce good wheat

Yet the lazy, the ignorant, and the greedy all will fall into Hell’s Pit

(History Philosophy/Poem) In My Time — A Odd And Unique Story Of My Life

In My Time—-My First Ever Post Revisited

 

I was just going through some of my data and I went back to my first ever post, I like it pretty well so I brought it up from the grave to you, for your consideration to see what you folks think of it. Basically this is a story of my life, it is a story filled with the good the bad the ugly the odd the strange, the spiritual and the evil. By no means am I perfect, I have had more flaws than I could possibly remember or count. I have tried to put this story into the form of a poem, hopefully it will tweak your interest some, who knows, it may give you a few moments of humor.   T.R.S.

 

O Lord, the things I have seen in the days I have been given

O Lord, the things by your grace to me You have shown me

South-West Virginia and Your beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains

Iron Ridge culture, hard-working poor white trash, 1950’s

 

 

“I’m going to start remembering now”

These, the first words I ever remember

Spoken aloud, words from within my own soul

Inner words, everyone has a soul, I know They speak to us all

 

 

Placed all the rooms in our little home, which I still remember

Outside, counted all the concrete blocks front stoop to back yard

Two years old, friends how do we do and know such things as this

Born with math skills, but look at Mozart what at three he could play

 

 

Summer time, setting on the front porch, my two siblings by my side

Walk across the dirt road to the old dilapidated wood cattle gate

Sunny day, watching the cattle milling around on the other side

Mom gave us each a nickel for us a Coke to buy, a great treat at the time

Walked to the Shell filling station just below this house that sheltered five

 

 

O how hard it was on Mom, alcoholic Dad drinking his wages away

Minimum wage factories, workers just chafe on the rich mans floor

I guess it’s easier on the preschool children, the caste they don’t know

School starts, you see other children, realities you had not seen before

 

 

Mid 1960’s, poor flight to west, a better life you’re hoping for

You trade the Blue Ridge for the Great Sioux’s Black Hills

O Lord, on at trip like this, the things a child’s eyes ingest

Moon light shines, illuminates the beauty of the big rigs

 

 

August Rattle Snakes playing in the sand, 114 degrees in the shade

30 days later, chest high snow in September, O what a strange place

One year later, hoping for better, for a good job toward Windy we ran

When you are so poor, you spend your whole life trying to escape it

But even young, I knew that pain, always present in my Mamma’s eyes

 

 

Life is always hard with an alcohol disease riddled parent in the home

Knowing you are hated as he beats you with glee, innocent meaningless

Even harder on the child when they know other adults know and see

They never ever come to your aid, they always just allowed it to be

Life’s early hardships, good or bad, they help create the person you see

 

 

About fifth grade I walked through the door of Your House Lord

My life long rock, my life many times I know that You have saved

Poor white boy, learning of life in the mid-west, with a Hill Billy mind

With some knowledge of Dakota’s history and beautiful Black Hills

 

 

These life’s lessons, good and bad, always living behind my eyes

Now I am aged with gray beard and store-bought eyes on my face

The projector in my mind plays me many memories of my time

Occasionally I see some of the good I have done in this my life

Though I try to cull these pictures from the corners of my mind

A lofty heart leads to evil, I wish to give ego no quarters to hide

 

 

In my life I have mastered the art of many forms of evils

O how I wish I could say that these thing were  just a lie

But when you have seen and have known pure evil in life

Pay some attention to the news, evil all around us resides

 

 

Demons have no fear of man, they will lie, looking you in the eyes

They will tell you they are Angels, for your best interest they care

Do not be deceived, mainly in the worlds Capitals they often hide

Through time Lord You have shown me many things, good and bad

 

 

Through Your Spirit You have given me sight beyond my dreams

In life it is so easy to become depressed if living without You inside

You have so plainly shown me our planets plight’s and our demise

World leaders and the media so filled with venom to Your light

Evil so blinded and hungry for more power, money, and pride

 

 

I know that by the time Your trumpet sounds Lord

I will once again be dust upon and within the ground

Though I cringe for all our children, and theirs

The battle of the Nations against their Creator

For left behind loved ones, Armageddon lies ahead

 

 

As the Lord and His Angels return to fight from the clouds overhead

The Demons pre-judged, to Hell they will now be thrown in first

Leaving the poor defrauded people to fight God and His Angels alone

They are now like grapes in the press, confused, disillusioned, and dead

Lord I thank You that this event I will not have to see, “In My Time”

(Religious Philosophy/Poem) Be Careful Where You Step

Be Careful Where You Step

 

My next step, Lord, upon what path do I dare to tread

I pray for guidance with every heartbeat, breath and step

I know not this land that is set before my eyes and feet I walk

Lord please be my light so that Your Spirit doth guide my steps

I wish not to wander blindly with my feet upon shifting sands

For in this life of folly I have walked through many dark places

 

 

Fear can take hold when darkness hides the rattles that you hear

Lord please guide my conscience and keep my mind and body pure

Please guide me from the burning pits of sulfur and brimstone so deep

Lord please embed your guiding Spirit of light into my eyes and my feet

I know these are my latter days, I wish not to stumble into a Demons grasp

Lord please guide my steps so that when I die, I can tell Satan to kiss my ass

(Humor/Poem) Mister W. (My Salute To George W Bush)

Mister W.

 

Since you were a child it was only evil that ever bent your ear

You learned to dance around the truth, yet never speak it

You were taught that you were born of privilege, and how to use it

In your mind this gives you the right to do whatever pleases you

Curfews and even your parents wishes meant nothing to you

Your someday is now for you are a fully grown excuse of a man

 

 

Now your eyes are set upon the Throne where your daddy once sat

Your dreams now complete, you walk the halls of this House of White

The Scriptures speak the truth about Dark portraying to be Light

Who is it now that once again takes claim to this seat in the Oval Room

Now your butt hits the cushion Throne where your daddy once reigned

You now have the right to choose right and wrong, but which will it be

For awhile the Throne is now yours here at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue

(Philosophy/Poem) O Say Can You See

My Salute To George W And The Saudi King

 

O Say can you see the Demons in white robes and shirts

Whether in an Office of Oval or in Mecca’s moonlight

O how they smile and they grin as they scheme within

While at the ranch like gay boys they walk holding hands

 

 

Their Black Gold is only a means to their ends

To God or to man they are no ones friend

Your God is power and wealth, you’re dead within

Your prayers to the Father are an abomination to Him

 

 

Their prayers are only for others consumption

As they try to conceal the Demons glowing within

You hypocrites, can you see your Master awaits

At the lake filled with fire, this eternity, your fate

 

 

While it is still day and your night has not yet set

Even though evil as both your lineage has always been

For our Leaders the Lord said we should always pray

Praying you will change your spots and avoid Hell’s gate

(Philosophy/Poem) Fly Away Tonight

Fly Away Tonight

 

Ode to the morning, for the opening of the eyes

The mind is racing, preparing our truths and our lies

O soul, what will you give for this breath as it goes

Life is but a vapor that disappears in the fog of night

On the wings of an eagle the history of our life go by

 

 

Ode to the days now of the evening sky

What would we give for the days gone by

Tonight when we sleep do we think or care

As the sun fades away, could it be our last time

As we fade off to sleep in the cool of this night

 

 

In the REM of our sleep, is this a dream, or a fight

Demon’s with pitchforks blazing fighting Angels of Light

Fighting the Holy One for your Soul to Hell’s hole to take

Is this a dream, or is it your Soul’s premonition of your fate

Mortal, is this the night you don’t awake as your soul flies away