Romans 5:8 (NKJV)
8 But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
23 June 2017
I stood at the edge of a long, narrow edge which jutted out from a cliff. Far below me I could see many bodies which had been broken into pieces from their fall from this very ledge I stood on. There was also a strong smell of rot and decay as the bodies decomposed. The rocks were smeared in blood. I remember feeling horrified. Not far from the edge of the cliff was a valley, and in the valley there was a village. The village was surrounded by mountains on almost every side, but one.
Suddenly I was standing on a mountain edge on the opposite side of the ledge. I had a clear view of the ledge and the village in the valley. I felt the presence of one standing next to me, though I never saw his face, but only heard his voice. The stench of the decaying bodies from the cliff hung over the village. I could not imagine living there and smelling that stench every moment. We watched as a humongous pink pig-faced like troll came from behind one of the mountains and started terrorising the village people. He did not come far into the village, but he destroyed some of the houses on the outskirts of the village. On the ledge where I had stood, I watched as one of the villagers was led to the edge of the cliff and pushed to his death by his fellow village people. There was a huge crowd gathered in the village square, watching the sacrifice taking place. Upon seeing this, the troll left the village and returned to his place behind the mountains. You can imagine my terror at seeing all these events
“I don’t understand,” I asked the one who stood beside me, “Why don’t the villagers move away from this area?”
“Fear,” he replied, “They fear change, they fear the unknown. They only know this place here hidden in the mountains, away from everything else “out there”. And for this place they are willing to sacrifice their own brothers and sister in order to cling to something familiar. By doing this though, they have only achieved a set up of living in fear. No-one knows who will be next to be used to appease the monster. Everyday they live in fear and not in freedom”
“But what was that monster that came and terrorised the villagers?” I inquired further, still completely flabbergasted by the whole situation.
“Hate,” he replied, “Fear breeds hate. They secretly hate each other because they fear each other. At any moment one’s neighbour could be the one to serve the other up to the monster. They also hate themselves for being cowards and not leaving this place. The more hate in their hearts, the bigger the monster grows. At the beginning he was not so big but he has grown over time because of the hate in men’s heart; their hearts have grown cold. The hate that they harbor in their hearts feeds him, and the sacrifices they make satisfy him. He delights in the acts of seeing them pushing their own fellow men off the ledge. “
“But how do the villagers choose who will be the sacrifice?” I asked.
” Man uses many categories and creative ways to exercise his hate and his fear. By seeking out differences in each other, labeling them as faults and sacrificing those people with these faults on the alter for the greater good has been a wickedness for centuries in men. If these villagers only knew that if they overcame their fear, and started to exercise love towards each other, the monster, who is hate, would never bother them again. They shall live in peace and be fruitful in this valley. The blood which runs down from the cliff has poisoned their land. Even the land is now so filled with hate, that it cannot be cultivated. However, if they could only love each other, it would be restored, and peace will abide amongst them.”
After what I had seen at the edge of the cliff, and the sacrifice which took place on the ledge, I could not imagine the villagers loving one another. It seemed impossible.
As if hearing my thought, he said to me “I am sending you down into the valley to teach the people how to love one another. ”
“What!!” I exclaimed “I can’t do that!”
“Yes you can. When you go down into the village, and show one person love, you will set him free from his hate and fear, so that he is free to go out and show another person love and set them free. You will also set yourself free from the fear of loving others. One person at a time the love will spread throughout the village ; the size of the monster will decrease. I am sending you out to warm the hearts of those whose hearts have grown cold, and to unify them in My love. To bring My freedom and My joy into their lives. To deliver them from their strongholds of fear and of hate.”
After this, I woke up.
1 John 4: 7-11, 18-21
7 Beloved, let us love one another, for love is of God; and everyone who loves is born of God and knows God. 8 He who does not love does not know God, for God is love. 9 In this the love of God was manifested toward us, that God has sent His only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through Him. 10 In this is love, not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son to be the propitiation for our sins. 11 Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.
18 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves torment. But he who fears has not been made perfect in love. 19 We love Him[b] because He first loved us.
Obedience by Faith
20 If someone says, “I love God,” and hates his brother, he is a liar; for he who does not love his brother whom he has seen, how can[c] he love God whom he has not seen? 21 And this commandment we have from Him: that he who loves God must love his brother also.