Patrick Jane Forums | Anthropology & Theology

Thank you Mr Big Fish, for the invitation to join here.

Once again, the kingdom of heaven is like a net that was let down into the lake and caught all kinds of fish. When it was full, the fishermen pulled it up on the shore. Then they sat down and collected the good fish in baskets, but threw the bad away. This is how it will be at the end of the age. The angels will come and separate the wicked from the righteous and throw them into the fiery furnace, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth. (Matthew 13:47-50)

Once again, the kingdom of heaven is like the internet that catches all kinds of fish.  How do you screen folks?  How do you sort them?  The difficult thing about the many internet fishing holes of which this is one, is the practiced art of deception.  People are seldom what they purport to be.  They are seldom honest, seldom true, seldom transparent, and never aware.

If people knew they were being watched, or if they thought that they had no anonymity, would they behave differently?  Would there be fewer internet warriors?

What a tangled web....

“Oh, what a tangled web we weave...when first we practice to deceive.”

Same guy said--

“Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.” (Sir Walter Scott)

BTW Mr E, this is me also - patrick jane. My real name is Mark.   

I invite people here that I feel a connection with. Either a post or after reading many posts from a person. I don't consider anyone members. I invite people that are mature and are deep thinkers.

I am disabled and have low income so the monetized thing is a blessing from God that I never planned on or thought possible. I initially thought that if an occasional person really liked my video or my message they might donate.

I started this forum because I was being censored on every forum and ridiculed, banned, blocked and mocked. I was prepared to be the only one here. Sometimes I question even my own motives because I do begin to think about money now in different ways.

I am not a teacher or a pastor and I make that clear. I didn't invite anyone here for the reason of possibly getting donations. It was 16 months before Bladerunner gave me $30 one time and my dear friend Michael Cadry whom I've known since 2014 graciously gives me $40 a month which is double what I pay each month for this forum.

I have other expenses that I consider part of this forum which total $72 altogether. It's worth it. Theology Forums was empty until I joined there and invited over 100 people I knew from other forums. Perhaps you weren't aware of that. I joined in March 2018. It's good talking to you and you can ask me anything. I will either tell you or I won't, lol.

Mr E, how are you doing lately brother? What have you imagined and visualized about heaven starting from what you thought as a child until today. What things do you think about when you think of heaven? Have you heard of the hoary frost of heaven?☢🚮☕

I'm sorry Mark-- I just saw this now....

That's a big question.  You might think this strange, but I have almost no memories of my childhood.  So very little.  I remember a few people- a friend I shared a name with and the lunch his mom made for us once.  The bread was fresh and she spread real butter on it then stacked it high with what seemed like a whole package of that thin-sliced lunch meat.  And she brought two little plates for us like this with the sandwiches and on the side she had set a handful of potato chips and a pickle... and she brought these down from the kitchen to the two of us who were laying on the floor with blankets watching Monty Python and the holy grail.  That was heaven from my childhood.  And I didn't have a care in the world.

The image of it in my mind is based on places I have been and experiences I have had and in spirit these are the concepts that are expressed to me that my mind can associate with what people would call heaven.  It's nothing far off or beyond, rather it is a place set apart- where nothing prevails upon it.  If I could take you along to swim with me in the warm waters of the Bahamas, or sip a beer with you on my porch, or stand atop a mountain with you in the chill of a sunny winter day- it's all the same.  I see the Father.  His creation.  His goodness.  And even in the cold I feel his warmth for it comes from within.  I feel His pleasure because His face shines upon me... and this is heaven-- to be with Him, to feel His goodness and to please Him. 

The hoary frost... this is the story of a man.  The story of man.  And Job is tested as all men will be tested and he is humbled as all men are humbled and in his quest for understanding he asks many questions of God- and the Father sets him down at some point and says- again, as He does with all--- You think you know?  You think you understand?  You think I have some kind of obligation to explain myself or everything or anything to you?  How about you explain it to me?

And as a Father would speak to his presumptuous offspring only then does Job understand what he never understood before-- the ineffable things that proclaim the nature and spectrum of God that we can't begin to comprehend apart from whatever understanding He gives to us. And this realization brings Job to repentance.

Conceptually water is spirit and frozen water- ice, or hail, or this hoary frost relates to water at rest or what Jesus called those asleep.  Like Lazarus or others he raised from the dead, there is a place of waiting and rest for those who will be awakened.  Resurrection to rain once again upon the earth.

I work a lot with bone grafting.  The bone graft is 'harvested' from folks who have just died and they remove cell-rich bone material from these donors in a very timely manner after death.  These are usual young, otherwise healthy donors, for example victims of motorcycle accidents and such.  The cellular material is cryo-preserved as a bone matrix and stored in a frozen medium that preserves and protects the stem-cells without damage for years.  The containers are frozen in liquid state Nitrogen (-196 C) where all cellular activity (cell degradation or death) would occur.  It could stay there indefinitely, but when needed it is transported to the hospital where we thaw it and then implant it to fill voids, heal or fuse bones together and when thawed and implanted into an environment (a patient) with an ample blood supply- those cells come back to life.

Interesting eh?

All I can offer you is broken bread.  You can decide if you want to eat it, or not.

People often think of heaven as far off, but that isn't how the Christ described it.  He taught us to pray to 'our' Father-- ours and his, one and the same.  Ever thought of it like that?  Have you ever believed it like that? 

And he taught us to pray to this mutual Father of ours--- 'Thy kingdom (the Kingdom of Heaven) come.' 

Thy will be done.... On the earth, as (thy will is done also) in heaven.

"Heaven" or the kingdom of heaven is not a physical place, but spiritual.  It should be thought of as a place 'within us.'  Yet, the place within us can be perceived.  Do you know how?

You cannot fully perceive of that which is within by looking at the outward appearance, but you can conceive of the idea that a container is made for a purpose.

 "He Himself knew what was in man." (John 2)

So rather than telling you about the kingdom of heaven- let me ask you about it.  What do you perceive of heaven by looking within yourself?

If someone was sent to us on a mission to express what it is like, to what could they compare it to offer even a glimpse?

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