Tag : the-wayfarers
Tag : the-wayfarers
The Wayfarers, Agape’, Talking to an Angel, and So Very Soon – a single plus two album titles and an album track that all adds up to four savory songs by Jim Yackel that are sweets for the ear and meat for the soul… Masticate on them here and then get a doggy bag from iTunes | Amazon |
We longed for crackling fires below the hearth in which to kneel before to warm our hands. We could almost hear the sound of Ode to Joy being played on the violin by a beautiful young lady so dearly loved by one of us.
Christmas is the celebration of the birth of our Lord. We did not know in fact what time of year He was born, but we celebrated it during December; a December that will be emblazoned on our hearts and souls for eternity. We did not know He’d come to our rescue in December but He came. Yes, He came and we changed…
While we walked we prayed and we dreamed. America had been critically wounded and those in power who could have held up a shield of protection chose not to. No, they let it come to be fulfillment of evil, lustful desires. But, it was no surprise as this would further accelerate the fulfillment of written Revelation. Yes, it came and many – too many – were forced to change.
We walked because we were led to. We walked with a man who wore an orange hat; a man was led to lead. He was nobody special but he was convicted and you could say he was directed. This convicted man had already walked a long, long way before we took up our packs and joined him. What stamina this convicted man possessed!
The radio was unpredictable, as those who refused to stand in the gap and protect now had control of it. Still, one of us carried with him a battery powered radio and we heard Stille Nacht by Mannheim Steamroller. It touched the convicted man in a manner like we had not seen in our individual lives and we were likewise affected. We had never known someone so profoundly affected by music. You could say that we were changed…
Indeed, we were cold as our feet crunched through the snow down the westward path. It was a relief to be out of the tunnel and we learned never to veer from the path again. There were other paths that led into the brush, but they were traps that would leave us vulnerable to the creatures that followed a master who resembled all at once a man, a bat, and a Doberman Pinscher. It was protection from that beast that required the blood to be shed and then accepted by those who would believe the Word.
We were freezing and tired. We were hungry and one of us was bleeding to death. But then, He who held the keys to life and death came to the rescue with a glorious trumpeting sound. Yes, we were lifted up and out of what could be construed as war. We rose and we were changed forever.
It was a chilly December and we were tired. We dreamed of cabins, cookies, coffee, and Christmas trees. We only wanted to be home, safe and warm. Our prayers were answered and our dreams came true…
…and it was more magnificent than we could ever imagine.
Read The Wayfarers trilogy – start with part 1.
The following is a blog written through one of the characters from my book The Wayfarers | Jacob’s Trouble, which is the final part of the Wayfarers fiction trilogy. If you’d like to find out more about this character, be sure to read the book or Kindle download. Most importantly, read the entire trilogy! – God bless you, Jim Yackel.
The world is mine. What I say is so, because I am the leader you have waited for! I bring peace and prosperity, and a new world vision. We are one, people – I said we are one!
Repeat after me: WE – ARE – ONE!
Christian bigotry will not be tolerated and the Bible is outlawed. Beyond that, there will be no more religious intolerance because you all worship the same spirit of the same god. You might call him Allah but that is not quite right. You might call him Buddha but that isn’t accurate…
…But whatever you do, do not mention the name Jesus in my presence or you will meet the death kiss of my wrath! And true, we are one world, but I had better not hear of any FM stations playing that insipid former MTV staple We Are the World. That song is worse than the drivel that was played on K-LOVE before I had that “positive and encouraging” rubbish taken off the air!
I am suave, sophisticated, devilishly handsome and possessed of acute intelligence. I am an economic mastermind and a peacemaker extraordinaire. I have all the answers to the world’s problems because simply put, I am the answer! Ah, pardon my sarcasm, but do those statements smack of a lack of humility?
America is no longer a superpower but instead a part of the North American Union; which is one of my 10 kingdoms. Yes, the world is now a better place because we are one, WE – ARE – ONE!
Now that those Jesus freaks were taken away by our friends from a distant planet, to whom we owe a debt of gratitude, we can be one government, one religion, one economy, and one world united in peace!
Repeat after me, WE – ARE – ONE!
This is far too easy. I have the world in the palm of my hand and when I say jump you all ask “how high?” And it seems like the citizens of the erstwhile U.S.A. are the most Pavlovian of all you dogs!
My name is Dante Chobani, and I am the king of the world.
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through Him, and without Him nothing was made that was made. In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. And the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it.
The above scripture is from the gospel of John; chapter 1 – verses 1 through 5. It speaks of the “Word” – who is none other than Jesus Christ the Lord. It is the truth and in that it is beautiful in its simplicity. Jesus has existed since the beginning; even before He was born to a virgin named Mary and grew up to fulfill his earthly mission: dying on the cross at Calvary to pay the sin debt that all mankind owed but yet could never perform enough works to pay.
As a novelist who loves the Lord primarily but also desires for the world to read and purchase his work secondarily; I am faced with a culture and a public in 2011 and 2012 that to a great deal is not interested in The Word. This is a culture that is different than that of 1995 when the first book of the Left Behind fiction series, authored by Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins, burst onto the scene and performed immeasurable evangelical miracles; which included leading this writer to Christ in 1999.
Indeed, it seems peculiar that in a mid and late 1990’s world that was more secure and arguably more stable than today; more were eager to not only read about The Word through fiction and non-fiction alike but also accept it as truth. Now – perhaps based partly on technological advancements that serve us and likewise serve to distract – the culture doesn’t seem interested in the meat of The Word at a time when it needs to feast on it like never before. Have we become a culture with the attention span of a one month old puppy presented with infinite flickering choices while suffering from media overload and spiritual Attention Deficit Disorder? This is a culture that seems to believe that it can select and choose its savior as a downloadable App.
I believe that we now live in a time where the presentation of The Word may be well-accomplished through “fun-sized bites.” Perhaps before the meat of The Word will be consumed by a culture that has to a degree been convinced that meat is deadly, there needs to be Hors d’oeuvres to whet the appetite of a society more accepting of the phrase “meh” than “Jesus Saves.” This is a society that is more than ever before geared toward recreation and entertainment; (ironically in a collapsing economy) so in that a good story or motion picture about The Word can be that “fun-sized bite” that may prepare the palate for the meat that nourishes and gives life.
As I recently wrote about the Fear of Dying, I would ultimately like to present the glorious hope of life eternal. If a fun-sized “candy bar” in book or electronic media form can be offered without the compromise of integrity, let us hope it can lead more to accept the truth of The Word.
It is my ardent hope and prayer that The Wayfarers trilogy will accomplish this goal.
Not all wolves are evil; just the one that lurks in the shadows of your life. He is out of sight – hidden in the self-induced blindness of your deliberately-narrowed periphery. You can’t drink him away, drug him away, eat him away, or wish him away. Friend, the wolf will devour you if you fail to take substantive action against him.
You feel his presence, surely enough. He foments inside of your being those feelings of agitation, impatience and discomfort. But you don’t deal with the wolf, you merely take out your disquiet on the retail clerks that process your beer and lotto transactions. Likewise, your innocent children are casualties; forced to suffer the soreness of your vexation because they are smaller and less powerful than you. Indeed, your aggression is displaced because you know that it won’t defeat the Wolf. To the contrary your anger, pain, and boastfulness only fuel and feed the Wolf and further strengthen his flexible haunches to explode onto you and defeat you!
So, go ahead…live in private denial and blame everyone else for your public pain. Take it out on those around you and let your therapist tell you that it’s “completely normal.” Have a few more beers and boast about how many you can put away. Waste more money on the lotto – with the hope that this time you’ll “hit the big one.” But what would you do with the money? If I were a gambler, I’d bet a dollar to a donut that you’d blow your big winnings on Wolf Chow! Indeed, you’d have more money to allow that beast to eat better!
Friend, you must deal with and eliminate the Wolf, or he will devour you.