From Shamayim To Eden, Part 1

“What is this? Where am I? Am I imagining things? Am I imagined? Am I? What am I? Who am I? I am?

The creation, clad all in red, inspired. The first time he had felt such as foreign sensation. As if he had awoken from a deep dream, a memory of another place present with him. And now, something was coming into him that he knew he needed, but did not know why.

The other place, though that colored his understanding, was that home? It was a city he, or something within him, remembered. It was clad in living clarity, something that took the brilliance compassing the city, yet forming also the heart of the city, and split that brilliant white that was already infinitely colorful and flecked with the hidden-and-also-reveled tones into fully reveled-and-seperated secrets of crimson, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, pure sinngular tones, not intermingled one with another: Was that substance crystalline? Somewhat.


Cubic, but something deeper. Triply cubic?

It was more than cubic, and infinitely durable, enduring, and radiating.

This combined with other things: black, green, hazel, violet, and based on aural pavement rooted in crimson tones.

That memory was not part of what he was now experiencing. No. This felt like a different thing. A different place altogether.

Now, hearing and feeling the sensation of his own inspiration, the creature exhaled. And being, he opened his eyes and looked up from where he lay.

Was that lapiz lazuli he saw? It certainly looked like the stone from his home. But it was not nearly as….solid. It was a space, a genuinely open space above. Moreover, it overflowed with many other things. Not stones.

Wukwukwukwuk–JayJay—ReeRe—-Caw! Caw!

“What were those things, and what was that racket? Why am I hearing these things I have never heard before?”, thought the Creation.


The diminutive thing that looked of a kind with all the other creatures in the azure space above him passed near him and stopped, but didn’t.

The overhead creature, stayed as still it could, and yet, parts of it were moving so quickly, they were creating a sound on their own. Also, those parts were breaking apart the light he once knew from home, the way the hard stone of his city did with the Light of the city, into its six hues. While this was happening, the hovering thing moved yet closer, studied him for a moment. Was it floating? No, floating was what those white things in the azure space did. This was….

“Hovering”, the creation thought to himself.

The small, hovering creature moved so close with a protruding segment of its body that the creation, who was still on the ground, thought it might touch him with this segment. Then the thing did something he did not expect.

It stopped flapping and landed on his face, on the tip of his….nose? He felt eight very tiny pricks in the end of his nose. The thing cocked its head at him and with one eye, studied him for a moment. And the creation noticed a few things. This tiny creature, on some places of its body, shimmered like his home. Around the throat a red area like a ruby, while the back was like an emerald. The underside, however, did not shimmer, and it was a hue of drab gray-white. The eyes were unusually black and beady, with a touch of something not as dark as black.

“Brown”, said a voice, deep and enchanting, while simultaneously fearsome and good.

“That touch of something that is not quite black is brown. Remarkable creature, this flying thing. And that blue space above Us that looks like the lapizes from home is the Shamayim, my son. And that light is the Shemesh.”

The light emanating from the Shemesh in the Shamayim surrounded the outline of a image, equally red. Or was it white? Red with white, like something he had yet seen with his own vision from a distant memory and a luminescent, yet at the moment a shadow fell upon the creation’s face.

It was not something, it was someone. Someone like the creation. An older man.

And immediately, the creation knew. This was the Creator. The Father.

“My Father!”, he exclaimed.

“Hello, Adamah, my son”, replied the Father.

Adamah sat upright from the place whence he had lain. The Father had been on his knees, bent over Adamah, the knees of his robes covered in the dirt, yet not dirty. This connection with the dry land was the most natural thing to the Father. His eyes danced, and his voice at once sang and spoke with tenderness, sobriety, warmth, affection, and joy, coupled with depth of insight, knowledge and understanding. It was clothed and whole with nothing broken or missing. It was further complete in the way it spoke.

“Did I just awaken from a dream, Father?,” queried Adamah.

“No, my son. You have transitioned to this place. This is your new reality for the current season. We have had a situation at home and now we have some work to do. So follow Me, and we shall journey to the place I have prepared for you. And I will tell you when we arrive there.”

As Adamah stood from his place on the ground, he noticed everything felt different. Something had changed in Father’s voice. There was an urgency, and joy mixed with…

“Father, what happened?”

“Not yet, my Son.”

“Father, whatever it is, I am sorry it happened.”

The Old Man, who was walking alongside Adamah, turned to Him and embraced Him.

“My Son, there is much we will have to discuss, but for now, know that I adore you, and am grateful I can talk with you about what lies ahead, and at some point, we will discuss what happened before. But for now, things will get difficult, because you have to be ready…”

“Ready for what, Father?”

“You will know when it happens, Adamah. For now, let us focus on what we must do to get there….”

“Where, Father…”


Thus the two of them began their journey…

{to be continued}

Cafeteria Masculinity and Femininity, LGBT Confusion, AND Kingdom Eunuchs in Matthew 19:12

What follows promises to be short and sweet. Whether you take offense is a personal choice, and something you might have to work out. I do not claim to answer every point any community asks, but there will be a couple of issues that I will point out, as they flow through this topic

First, it would appear sexuality, male and female, was created on the Third Day with the introduction of the plants and dry land, and that reproduction and the spread of creation requires male and female interacting one with another.

Now, the exceptions aside where gender switch happens in biology, which happen to be a gross minority, and understanding that many of those switches occur in order to create a male/female binary, most of creation by a wide margin requires both parts interacting one with another.

G-d created them male and female, and G-d intended that generation and multiplication happen across the board. This is His design, and well beyond any counterflowing viewpoints.

Second, while conversing with my wife about the transgender issue, and following a conversation with a brother who came out of the transgender arena and back to relatively healthy masculinity, something occurred to me that this brother helped bring to light.

Those who adapt different sexual identity from how they were designed mostly do so with a pick-and-choose system. There is rarely consistency of any sort. That is, trans people generally seem to execute a cafeteria masculinity or femininity.

And the L-rd has made us for more than merely to pick and choose. He did not intend for us to walk in confusion.

Third, I had a conversation with a pastor friend of mine, and he postulated the following question, in light of Matthew 19:12, which reads:

“For there are eunuchs who have been so from birth, and there are eunuchs who have been made eunuchs by men, and there are eunuchs who have made themselves eunuchs for the sake of the kingdom of heaven. Let the one who is able to receive this receive it.”

Matthew 19:12 ESV

What if we get used to either marriage or sexual deviance as the only two acceptable options, when there might be a third option that few are willing to entertain? Namely, the calling to a life of eunuchhood.

And what if we are forcing people to choose between this (marriage) and that (deviance) when their real expression should be celebacy?

It is an interesting concept to consider.

I do not think healthy and close same-sex friendships are a bad thing. As a Redemptive Gift of Mercy, I have a few of those that I would consider close friends, maybe some intimate.

What I have an issue with is….

…when we think that closeness and intimacy and physical touch means we were meant to embrace a solution that violates all kinds of principles that have been clearly laid-down and later uncontested in the canon of Scripture.

And when He gives principles, and law, and statutes, He does not do it to be a killjoy, but to protect us and to keep us from destruction and from paths that are dead-ends and will keep us from walking out the greater purpose for which we were created.

Gang, being taken into a place of frustration because we think marriage or deviance are the only two acceptable and G-d-ordained possibilities, and we force people into relationships rather than permit them to entertain a lifetime of singleness can rob us of some fine treasures the Father wants to express.

G-d did not make us to solve one problem by creating twelve others.

And perhaps we would do well by letting and celebrating G-d’s design in expressions that are other than the norm and that do not violate cause and effect.

I have seen much destruction when we present or we allow the culture and the SOTA (Spirit of the Age) to teach us and our children what helathy relational expression looks like.

And lest we forget, a man or a woman will reap what they sow. His design for relationships is for relationships where the possibility of multiplication and fruitfulness is a real possibility. Engaging in sexual relationship structures that guarantee both a lifetime of frustration and zero chance for multiplication was never his intent.

For those who wish to pick this apart by marshalling the argument of barrenness (“well, barren people are not able to have kids. Are you condemning them as well?”), then you missed the point and the nuance of what I am saying.

For the barren couple, the possibility of childbirth is very real, and repeatedly we have seen throughout Scripture the L-rd speaking about and dealing with barrenness.

So, no, I am not going to insert the barrenness red herring into this discussion.

What I am saying, is that when our expressions of sexuality violate the fairly-clear cause-and-effect relationships pertaining to human sexuality that the L-rd gave us, we find ourselves in a dangerous place.

And when we fail to recognize or we purposefully neglect other of His principles, such as the principles pertaining to eunuchs in Matthew 19, we will likely increase the chances of our frustration.

Perennial frustration and powerlessness and futility are not the portion of the child of G-d. Seasons where we have a bit of testing and refining and difficulty are. But G-d did not create us and destine us for permanent powerlessness.

So, as you consider masculinity and femininity, be sure to embrace ALL of that which pertains to you, and I implore you to deeply consider whether or not you are allowing woundedness, deception, offense, or buy-in of a cultural system to chart the course of your relational expression.

Those legal/moral passages in Scripture, regardless of the testament in which they are found have a purpose, and they form a fence and boundary markers and building blocks that protect us and with which we can build.

So, build well and defend well what He has given to your charge.

Be blessed, gang.