Pray to Whomever Your God Is

Don't you think it's kind of funny that we have a NATIONAL DAY OF PRAYER...and on that day the Muslims can be encouraged to call out to Allah (Satan) to com to this nation...the Mormons are encouraged to call out to their false Jesus (Satan) created by Joseph Smith, the followers of Joel Osteen can call out to their god of wealth to bless them (Satan) and the Buddhists can call out to one of their numerous gods (Satan) to help them reach Nirvana.

So what really happens on that day??  Are more prayers heading towards Satan...or are most of them heading to the ONE TRUE GOD, the God of the Bible, the God of Israel, Isaac and Jacob?

Today I ran across this article in the New York Times written by a Jew from Alabama.

As you read it remember to understand that the Bible says a day is coming when the world will be pushing for a ONE WORLD RELIGION.  A religion that says that there are MANY paths to God...and no matter what name you use to call on God, he hears everyone's prayers!

Furthermore, every human being who follows their heart and is a loving person will certainly enter heaven.

And finally remember that the Jews who haven't accepted Christ are suffering from a temporary blindness that God has allowed...until the fullness of the Gentiles has come in.

Sometimes, toward end of day, I jog on a beach nearby on Mobile Bay. As the sun is sinking I look out at the pelicans wheeling in the sky, the fishermen on Fairhope Pier casting their nets, sailboats and channel markers changing to silhouette.

Like many who make their way here to enjoy sunset, snapping photos, sipping cocktails, relaxing on benches, I find this light on water a joy to behold. I breathe deeply as I run – the Gulf Coast winter is mild, a sweatshirt enough to ward off the chill – and feel happy just to be alive.

I am in good health, enjoy a loving family and many trusted friends. I have worked as journalist, novelist, teacher, had great jobs, lost others; made more money, less money. I’ve traveled the world.

On this day, I sprint up a hill and come to a promontory looking out to the sweep of the bay, the horizon red and orange, and another impulse comes up in me.

It is not enough to take a photo, call a friend, jot a line in my notebook, be philosophical. Like the light, the feeling is orchestral, a welling-up of emotion.

I want to speak in a way that used to be easy for me as a child: silently, intensely, embracing the mysteries.

I want to pray.

It is a matter of remembering, after so long, just how.

The Author now goes on to give a bit of his life story and how he lost his Judaism...but then came back to some type of spirituality...whatever that means.

There were stories that broke my heart, like the one of a Methodist pastor in north Alabama who had to find strength in her faith when her little girl was killed in a tornado; and others that intrigued me, like the jailhouse conversion of a Klansman.

I was skeptical, but deeply curious, seeing people all around me healed during a tent revival. When I shadowed a hospital chaplain, I watched patients, without doubt, perk up at his arrival.

During Ramadan, invited to the home of a Turkish couple to write about their meal after a day of fasting, I not only enjoyed a rare, Middle Eastern feast in south Alabama, but also appreciated their devotion to Islam.

I became fascinated by the intensity, in all varieties, of prayer.

So now he is FASCINATED by the intensity IN ALL VARIETIES of prayer...and now here comes his closing statements!

While religion can divide people and be wielded like a cudgel, it can also be nurturing and sustaining.

And it can bring people together.

I recall a public, interfaith prayer service to raise funds for victims of the January 2010 earthquake in Haiti, another to buoy people’s spirits after the April 2010 oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico, yet another to commemorate the 10th anniversary of Sept. 11.

“Dear God,” I begin,"Whatever we call you / Wherever we find you / in the laughter of our children / the tenderness of our parents / the strength of our brothers and sisters and friends/the closeness of our companions and husbands and wives. / In the arc of the pelican/the leap of the mullet, / the perfect sunny day / or incoming storm / In whatever ways we understand you, / in a church or synagogue or mosque, / or on a beach beneath a starry sky, / we offer gratitude for this day.”

Here;  http://www.nytimes.com/2014/02/04/booming/remembering-to-pray.html?_r=1

And there we have it!!  Dear God...WHATEVER WE CALL YOU!  We offer gratitude for this day...and this religion can BRING PEOPLE TOGETHER!

Can you see how the road is being paved for universalism?  Can you see how the Catholics are saying the same things about all "good" people being saved?  Can you see how Chrislam is saying the same thing?  Can you see how Joel Osteen said Mormon's were his Christian brothers?  The list goes on and on.

The final battle cry of perishing mankind will be "BUT WE ALL WORSHIP THE SAME GOD!!"

How far from the Truth that actually is.  Jesus said we are either FOR HIM or AGAINST HIM.

Paul warned us against those who would come in the last days preaching ANOTHER GOSPEL.

We need to cling to Jesus' words, "I am the way the truth and the life, NO MAN comes to the Father except through me."

Jesus was 100% intolerant in claiming that the only way to heaven was through Him.  The world HATED that message and the world HATED Him.

So how about us...does the world HATE you and me for spreading the One True Gospel?...or are we more concerned about making friends with the world and not ruffling any feathers?....so we just keep our thoughts and beliefs to ourselves?

If so, how do you think we will explain that to Jesus...that we had a light...but we decided to hide it from everyone we know?

Remember, first show people love and then BE READY to give a reason and explanation for the salvation you have in Jesus Christ.  Think how much it would mean to that person if your are the one who delivered the words of salvation...and they were instantly changed from eternal death into eternal life.