Wednesday, September 12, 2018

BIBLE | Why God gets me, and why you should, too

The following is my definitive answer to Why all the pics of demons? It is an explanation for my perplexity at a lack of support, participation and interest one would reasonably expect from having made the world's hidden dangers visible—even without ever having to lift your gaze from your cellphone.

Not everybody ignores my posts, and for that I am exceedingly grateful. There are notable exceptions, of course—one such person who makes a point to let me know when he likes something I post, even while others haven't (he doesn't mind standing out at all); In this short note of gratitude I wrote to him yesterday, I'm not only giving praise for his right choice in these wrong times, but am also giving glory to God for making good choices viable for those who make them: “Consider the work of God: for who can make that straight, which he hath made crooked?”
‭‭Ecclesiastes‬ ‭7:13‬ ‭KJV‬‬

I can't think of a better solution to a problem or a better packaging of it. Can you? I don't get my sanity and worth to the world questioned as much as I used to, at least not since I started posting by the hundreds the most stunning images ever wrought throughout all of the world's history. These images—if not in and of themselves the most well-founded argument I could ever hope to proffer—handily beat down any notion that my time and effort in making them was anything but worthwhile.

Even still, I argue my case in my own words so as to provide encouragement to anyone who might follow suit in their own way and under their own set of circumstances, and to anyone who may have seen the deplorable derision I endured and be afraid to let their light shine in their moment of darkness.

[God] hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
— ‭‭Ecclesiastes‬ ‭3:11‬ ‭KJV‬‬
To say that God made man inquisitive and explorative by nature would be an understatement; rather, He made it a desire of their heart to solve every mystery that presents itself:

All this have I proved by wisdom: I said, I will be wise; but it was far from me. That which is far off, and exceeding deep, who can find it out? I applied mine heart to know, and to search, and to seek out wisdom, and the reason of things, and to know the wickedness of folly, even of foolishness and madness...
— ‭‭Ecclesiastes‬ ‭7:23-25‬ ‭KJV‬‬

He has placed no discernible limits on their quest for knowledge and wisdom, having never made an occasion without a need for plenty of it.

The world God created for man was designed specifically for the purpose of provoking that desire; having filled it with wondrous and curious and seemingly incomprehensible works, while giving men the ability to comprehend them, He paved their way to satisfy their hunger.

The mysteries of God's world are intended to perfect mankind as a whole, in that the journey of discovery leads man from pauper to king, from poor in knowledge and wisdom to rich in same. This is a long-recognized fact, which has been the subject of praise for millennia:
It is the glory of God to conceal a thing: but the honour of kings is to search out a matter.
 — ‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭25:2‬ ‭KJV‬‬
In sum, there’s been no circumstance whatsoever where devising a way to visualize the plethora of invisible life around me should have be anything less than a thing my heart wanted most, even as my world and my life seemed to crumble around me; it was the correct and intended function of my design, and because I functioned as designed—even in my situation, and even in the face its fall outs—everything I did to that end was a hygienic and healthy expression of my nature—not to mention wise:
And I gave my heart to seek and search out by wisdom concerning all things that are done under heaven...
— ‭‭Ecclesiastes‬ ‭1:13-14‬ ‭KJV‬

My present success—as evidenced anew by every demon pic I post—when coupled with the magnanimous implications of the achievement itself, doubles as testimony to an extensive personal history dominated by consistent growth, focus and drive. Although I may not be much to look at, given all that I've endured and, to some extent, continue to endure, where virtue and character are concerned, many would say God agrees. He even said so, in a way, quite recently:

Let another man praise thee, and not thine own mouth; a stranger, and not thine own lips [Proverbs 27:2]
Each demon pic is like a rock, which, in their sum, are forming an ever-growing mountain of evidence that overshadows the most highly reasoned doubt that I was taking care of myself and others as sufficiently and efficiently as could be done by any man—and, that, while being subjected to an around-the-clock effort by invisible forces to create a contrary image (pardon the pun) and, to no lesser extent, my own people.

Success under these circumstances form the basis of an answer to anyone who would ask (having seen nothing but the bad), Where God was during all of this?
And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.
— Romans 8:28
The only blame or fault in my case that could have ever been during the times when I endured the doubt and veiled derision of those who purport to be friends or family would have been a failure
to use what God gave me 
to do what He designed me to do 
in the world in which He placed me, 
which He did for my edification—not my demise, the inevitability of which notwithstanding. (I miss the days, in a way, when nobody liked me but me; this rare form of confidence is highly underrated.)

You’ll have to trust God, if not me, that my success in my prodigious availing of God’s willing and abundant and expert tutelage led to more than just the knowledge made apparent by the work; but, if not Him, then your own reasoning, which should conclude that I’ve neither gone downhill nor am anywhere near the bottom of it, and that thinking so, portraying me so, arguing so, or acting so is as much of an injustice to me as any other I’ve suffered. It’s incorrect, and evil—and, it robs you of a pride in your own kind to which you are entitled. God granted you the right to have it whenever He lifts up the humble and the teachable, and you rise to the occasion.

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