New Age Christianity seeping into Christian churches through meditation, contemplative prayer and mysticism invites deceptive spirits.

Many are being deceived.

It is dangerous to put yourself in a neutral state through meditation because it leaves you as open to false spirits, false Christs, as to true ones, and it might be hard to tell the difference. But this one below is definitely a false one: (quoted from the last para of the link)

“ In the early days of the Fillmore West in San Francisco, LSD was often put in punch bowls of kool aid, while attendants to the concerts could help themselves to the punch and “groove” on the music. LSD is very intense mentally. The drug LSD is probably more responsible than any other factor in bringing about the peace and love wave of the late 60′s and early 70s. We know the confusion that resulted from that era. What most people don’t know, is that LSD was developed in United States government labs as part of the MK Ultra program. There is some evidence that the drug LSD was distributed initially by federal agents to a group of “hippies” calling themselves the “Merry Pranksters,” who followed the band the “Grateful Dead” around the country on their tours. I personally, can testify that LSD was handed out at these concerts.”

Mosop and I believe in aliens;  and that people live on other worlds:
These are just some links to things I might want to remember.

I made a special trip to Lethbridge tonight to find me a new nano. I was relieved when I found on the old sales receipt that the warranty hadn’t expired, so in to Costco I went, hoping they’d exchange it for another one. Costco has succumbed to Best Buy, and no longer carries Apple products. But they showed me on my receipt where the phone number was and said if I would phone, they would guide me through the process.

Over to Best Buy. I was just mad. And the clerk who was helping me was not helping at all. In fact, I found him to be quite annoying. Then after all his looking he sold me the wrong one. At home I dialed the number and a nice man guided me through it, and it worked. My nano is alive again. You have to push the center button AND the menu at the same time to reset it. Tomorrow I’ll return the new generation one that I’m sure would make me mad every time I touched it. And now I’ll turn myself right side out, and get back to thinking about others.

Loss

Loss turns me inside out. Are the big ones easier to move through than the little annoying ones? I’ll think about that while snuggling in my blanket tonight. Brain attachments cross over and what is little feels big, and what should be big is unattached. Loss makes a person detach. Finding makes life ah so good.

The Day Beck Shook America

Turn back to God.

Our family in front of the Langley, BC temple

The most vivid pictures I have of my father are those embedded in my memory.  I have a picture of me riding behind him on his horse, over the hills on our ranch, through the trees and across the river, feeling the splash, and his hand holding my leg securely so I wouldn’t bounce off his horse.  I have a picture of us laughing and teasing each other and talking endlessly as we rode.  I was measured by how far I could reach around him, and how sad it was when I realized my hands could touch, because that meant I was getting too big.

Sacred pictures emit similar feelings, and sacred places do too.

The temple – the hills where we rode the horse, my church – my home that I live in now, this photo of my dad – this artist’s conception of Christ

They all feel like hallowed space.  ”Remove thy shoes”

Happy Father’s Day Dad.  I have never forgotten our pictures and the wonderful childhood memories etched, embedded, and echoed in my memory forever.