{"id":1394,"date":"2023-06-02T12:28:48","date_gmt":"2023-06-02T00:28:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/?p=1394"},"modified":"2023-06-02T15:00:38","modified_gmt":"2023-06-02T03:00:38","slug":"sold","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/2023\/06\/02\/sold\/","title":{"rendered":"Sold!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>For my faithful readers &#8211; this is about twice the length of my normal post, but I believe you will find it thought provoking. So, take a breath, sit back, and I pray you enjoy.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">The auctioneer looked around the room. He held out his hand for the next soul for sale. The soul, of her own free will, stepped up and took the auctioneer\u2019s hand. The soul stood there looking at the ones soon to bid on her life.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">The auctioneer held up the soul\u2019s hand. \u201cWho will start the bid?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">From dark in the corner, an evil looking bidder cried out. \u201cI do. I will pay short-term seasonal, earthly promises.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">The soul cringed as she looked into the eyes of the evil bidder. She took a step back but still held the auctioneer\u2019s hand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">The auctioneer cried out. \u201cI have a bid for seasonal promises. Does anyone wish to bid for longer lasting promises? Going. Going.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">The evil one laughed a deep and spine chilling laugh. He grinned as he sat in the dark corner. Looking towards his friend on the right, he whispered. \u201cWe got another.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">While standing on the platform, inside the soul shrank in horror. She pondered. <em>\u201cSeasonal promises of fame and fortune sound good but there is something about the bidder that makes me sick. I can\u2019t live with him no matter what the promises are.\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">While still holding the auctioneer\u2019s hand, the soul dropped to her knees and bowed her head. From deep inside her heart, she cried out. <em>\u201cDear God save this wretched soul of mine from the evil one. I know I\u2019ve lived a sinful life. Please have mercy upon my soul and save me from being sold to this evil master in the corner. Please dear God save my soul.\u201d<img loading=\"lazy\" class=\" wp-image-1407 alignright\" src=\"http:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/06\/Woman-Kneeling-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"112\" height=\"138\" \/><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">The soul opened her eyes and looked around the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">From back in the distance, a gentler voice came. \u201cThe soul\u2019s prayer has been heard. I offer a bid of eternal life with a glorified body. I can\u2019t guarantee life on earth will be easy, but all eternity will be a true treasure.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">The soul sighed in relief and she stood up as she heard the kind voice speak up from the back row.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">The auctioneer held the soul\u2019s hand up. \u201cI have another bid. It\u2019s for eternal life with a glorified body. Can anyone outbid? Going\u2026Going\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">With a wickedness oozing from his being, the evil one whispered to his friend. \u201cRats. We lost this soul. She must have prayed while kneeling on that platform. We\u2019ll get the next one. I talked with the next soul prior to the auction, he thinks he can party with his friends in hell. His soul is mine.\u201d He let out another soul piercing, wicked laughter.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">\u201cGoing\u2026Going\u2026Sold to the kind looking Master on the back row.\u201d The auctioneer\u2019s gavel came down hard upon the podium top. \u201cSir, how do you wish to pay for the soul?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">The kind Master looked at the auctioneer and replied, \u201cWith my spotless, sinless blood shed at Calvary.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">\u201cGood enough for me.\u201d Replied the auctioneer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">The auctioneer handed the soul\u2019s hand to the worker. \u201cPlease take this soul to the kind bidder on the back row.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">\u201cYes sir.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">Off went the soul to live for her Master who bought her off the auction block with his precious, spotless blood. She would now be his slave. Deep in her heart she pondered. <em>\u201cThis Master seems kind and good. He saved me from the dark evil one in the back corner. Being his slave will be a nice way to live. I surely wish to do all he wants me to do in exchange for saving me from the vile, wretched being in the dark corner. I will gladly serve my Master with all the strength and days that I have left on this earth.\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #808000;\">The worker put the soul\u2019s hand into the Master\u2019s hand. Off she went to live for her Master.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>1 Peter 1:18-19 <span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><em>\u201cForasmuch as ye know that ye were not redeemed with corruptible things, as silver and gold, from your vain conversation received by the tradition from your fathers: But with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot.\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>1 Corinthians 6:20 <span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><em>\u201cFor ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God\u2019s.\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>Romans 12:1 <span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><em>\u201cI beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Ever hit rock bottom? Not want to get out of bed and face the day? We all have had those days. However, deep within ourselves, we\u2019ve still thought, \u201cOkay, I\u2019ve got to get up. The Lord will help me face whatever comes my way. I\u2019m losing precious time lying in bed. I can\u2019t continue in this poor-me state.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>In my 55 years of life, I\u2019ve had my share of mornings like this. But there has always been something deep within me to get me going. Recently though, I woke up and the deep desire within me that was getting me up \u2013 was gone. I laid there and pondered things. <em>\u201cWhere is that deep desire to get up? It\u2019s gone. What do I do now? That is what has gotten me up and kept me going. Now what?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I laid there and with nothing else to dwell on, my attentions turned to prayer. I couldn\u2019t even sit up. I just lay there, flat on my back, buried in blankets. So, I looked up<em>. \u201cNow what Lord? I literally feel no desire to get out of bed.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I continued to lay there and deeply pondered things. <em>\u201cNope. No desire. It\u2019s gone. But I have so much to do. The desire to get up was totally gone. What was I living for? What purpose was there for my life?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Now don\u2019t get upset at me. I\u2019m sure if most reading this would admit to themselves, we\u2019ve all asked that at some point in time in our life.<\/p>\n<p>Most who know me, know I and my husband are recently empty nesters. This has been hard on me and that puts it mildly. If empty nesters were the only issue, I think I could have gotten up. But it wasn\u2019t. So many issues in life had been compounding and weighing me down.<\/p>\n<p>Yes, I know we are supposed to lay our burdens at the Lord\u2019s feet \u2013 which I do daily. But I\u2019m human and a female and we females worry more than men. We are just made that way for some reason. Maybe it is so we will be more dependent on our Lord to carry our burdens. Whereas men think they can carry the load themselves.<\/p>\n<p>So, in a sense if we realize we are more dependent on our Lord, that is a good thing.<\/p>\n<p>1 Peter 5:7 <span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><em>\u201cCasting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Now, back to my situation of literally having no desire to get up.<\/p>\n<p>A woman\u2019s brain thinks all the time. After 32 years of marriage, I\u2019ve yet to get this concept across to my husband. He just doesn\u2019t get the concept that I never stop thinking and dwelling on things.<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes I hate the fact that I can\u2019t stop thinking; but if you are a woman reading this, you know this is true. Men have the ability to turn off their brains \u2013 or so it seems. But we can\u2019t. We think, and think, and think. We think about good and bad things. We think about past and future things. We constantly dwell on things. \u201cUrgh!\u201d It must be part of the curse on women.<\/p>\n<p><strong>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Now, where am I going with this?<\/p>\n<p>A while ago a dear friend mentioned to me that we are slaves for Christ. So, having the normal female mind, I never stopped pondering this thought.<\/p>\n<p>At first, I thought, \u201cWe are servants, not slaves.\u201d This was my conclusion for many months, and I went on about my life.<\/p>\n<p>Now, back to my original problem. I was lying in bed and literally unable to get up. I saw no hope for the future, so I began praying. I knew I needed to be up and going but how?<\/p>\n<p>While praying, God brought back my friend\u2019s comment that we are slaves for Christ. Then God flooded my brain with heaps of Bible verses and thoughts. The first was we are \u201cbought with a price<em>\u201d<\/em> and then \u201cthe precious blood of Christ.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I lay there and gained encouragement from my Lord in a great way. I realized, \u201cYes, we are slaves. My friend was correct.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>What I think has happened over the years is that the term \u201cslave\u201d has gotten such a negative connotation through bad events in history. So, the term \u201cslave\u201d doesn\u2019t settle well with most people anymore. However, we are slaves to Christ. He has redeemed us with his precious blood, and we will have eternal life in our glorified bodies someday.<\/p>\n<p>But how does that help now? If I focus on the fact that I am a slave to Christ and get the focus off of the poor-me syndrome then I do have something to get out of bed for. I have to fulfill my Master\u2019s commands. We are in this world to see souls saved and not for our gain.<\/p>\n<p>John 17:15,18, 20 <span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><em>\u201cI pray not that thou shouldest take them out of the world, but that thou shouldest keep them from the evil. As thou hast sent me into the world, even so have I also sent them into the world. Neither pray I for these alone, but for them also which shall believe on me through their word:\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>A few things to ponder from this thought:<\/p>\n<ol>\n<li><span style=\"color: #008000;\">We need to think about this \u2018slave\u2019 concept. If we think about ourselves as slaves, we will come not to expect anything for us. We will live only to fulfill our Master\u2019s wishes and do what we can to further the gospel around the world. Being a slave isn\u2019t a bad thing like society has us believe.<\/span><\/li>\n<li><span style=\"color: #008000;\">If we keep in mind that we are slaves, then we won\u2019t expect to have our dreams fulfilled but to fulfill our Master\u2019s desires. We also won\u2019t complain when trials and tribulations come. We will know they are put there by the Master for the furtherance of the gospel.<\/span><\/li>\n<li><span style=\"color: #008000;\">Our Master will take care of us. He will protect us.<\/span><\/li>\n<li><span style=\"color: #008000;\">If our Master does allow good in our lives, we need to see it as a secondary issue and not the primary reason for our existence. Our primary reason for our existence is to serve our Master and see souls saved. By getting the focus off of me and putting it on the Master has helped me to look around and \u2018see\u2019 the many blessings I was over-looking when I focused on the poor-me syndrome and not on the plan of the Master.<\/span><\/li>\n<li><span style=\"color: #008000;\">When we think of ourselves as servants instead of slaves, we tend to think we should get something in return for our service. For example, if we are servants to Walmart, we get a paycheck. Servants think they deserve something in return for their service.<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\">We need to change our thoughts from thinking we are servants and expecting something from our Lord. We need to realize we are bought with his precious blood; we are slaves and we don\u2019t deserve anything from our Lord. We already have eternal life in heaven and salvation from eternal torment in hell. That should be enough. We need to get past the thought that we deserve anything from our Master.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\" wp-image-1405 alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/06\/woman-ready-to-serve-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"95\" height=\"133\" \/>Here are a few verses on the servant\/Master relationship.<\/p>\n<p>Ephesians 6:5-6 <span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><em>\u201cServants, be obedient to them that are <\/em><em>your<\/em><em> masters according to the flesh, with fear and trembling, in singleness of your heart, as unto Christ; Not with eyeservice, as menpleasers; but as the servants of Christ, doing the will of God from the heart;\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>Colossians 3:22 <span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><em>\u201cServants, obey in all things <\/em><em>your<\/em><em> masters according to the flesh; not with eyeservice, as menpleasers; but in singleness of heart, fearing God:\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<h5><strong>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<\/strong><\/h5>\n<h5>In Summary:<\/h5>\n<p>The word \u2018slave\u2019 shouldn\u2019t be a bad word as many would have us believe. I believe it should be used to draw us closer to our Master. We really need to get back to the basics and realize we deserve nothing. As sinners we deserve life in eternal torments in hell. However, when we prayed for his rescue, our Master reached in and pulled us from our impending doom.<\/p>\n<p>We need to get our focus off of us and thinking we deserve anything. We need to realize we are left here on earth, after our salvation, to help see others saved.<\/p>\n<p>Most of us won\u2019t see heaps saved. We may only see one soul saved in our lifetime. But we have to realize \u2013 it is worth it. Imagine a scene in heaven where that one soul comes up and hugs you like no hug you\u2019ve ever had before and thanks you for reaching out and giving them the gospel so they could have eternity in heaven. I think you\u2019d have a life-long friend. Pardon the pun on life-long.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s easy for Christians with power, big ministries and fame and fortune in the Christian realm to tell others to live for Christ instead of self. We\u2019ve all heard it hundreds of times. However, I\u2019m telling from the point of view of someone who has given all, to see just a handful of people saved. I nor my husband will never have fame in this present world. We\u2019ve literally gave up all, country, family, friends, fame, riches, etc. But that is okay. My earthly life is almost over.<\/p>\n<p>So, as I lay in the bed and couldn\u2019t get up because of the poor-me syndrome, God put my focus back on him and back on the basics \u2013 <strong>we are slaves for him<\/strong>. It\u2019s not a dirty word but a most precious word indeed to say I am a slave for Christ. I am left here to fulfill his Word of spreading the gospel. If it is the only thing I do in my life, then I am 100% fulfilling my Master\u2019s command.<\/p>\n<p>Of course, all the things we do: how we dress, talk, and act, etc. are in direct obedience to fulfilling the command to see souls saved. Thankfully we have a whole Bible on how to behave in our lives so we can fulfill the one command to go ye into all the world\u2026<\/p>\n<p>Mark 16:15 <span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><em>\u201cAnd he said unto them, go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature.\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>Praise the Lord we are slaves for Christ!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>*Free clipart from: https:\/\/www.freebibleimages.org\/<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For my faithful readers &#8211; this is about twice the length of my normal post, but I believe you will find it thought provoking. 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