Posted By: T4 on July 23 2020 at 01:34:21 AM
Their is actually a Biblical principle that explains the fickle nature of fans. The Lord who died on the cross was a good man in life and yet he was hated and put to a painful death. He said; “if the whole world loves you, my Father and I hate you because the world loves their own.” I have observed that people with the best souls have some of the hardest times. As for the fans ...If they think the driver is like them ...they are loved. But if they find you actually have a more kind and generous soul they silently recoil and turn against you in some most odd ways.
The word says that God tests the ones he loves. And others... he never wants them to call on His name. Since men mostly look to God with tears in their eyes... they thus need to go through some things to be drawn close to Him. Otherwise ...they do not make the time.
I myself am very suspicious of a person who’s life goes perfect as that indicates one ...who God is not testing...for a reason. But the word says that God refines his own like silver and gold. Since both of these metals are refined by going into the fire multiple times. So is ...the life of the good and chosen soul. I believe, it is important to be loyal in good times and bad.
It is so very sad... when the fans make it a bad time for the drivers. I do so very hate to hear a winner booed. As a lot of effort...time money and courage goes into winning. What they are truly booing is the esteem with which God the Father holds their soul. After all The Son of God was ridiculed and Mocked and people stood in the street and called for His death. And of all His followers ...there was no one who took the time and the Attentiveness to intervene ... a man from the countryside was assigned to lift the weight of the cross ... off of Him ...and carried it himself for a moment In time. A blessed soul that few have ever known about. And surprisingly that one special soul was not one of the Lords chosen inner circle. Not one of his twelve apostles stepped in the gap that day. With some rugged men amongst them ... Most all fled and hid themselves in fear from the condemnation of association. And The Lord himself had hurt no one. He said; “they hated me without a cause.” But the crowd thought they had a Good cause. And they killed Him. The Roman ruler washed His hands in the event and allowed the crowd to pick who would live and who would die. Crowds and mob rule is a scary thing. And the ending was so very... very sad. With thousands having followed this man in his life...in the end so very few were really there for Him. The fans the groupies and the ones hanging on to receive a miracle from him were gone. In the very end... He begged His own mother to look at Him. It was in her eyes that He sought strength and comfort for His very own soul. But He had to ask for it ...even of her.
Whether you believe the story or not there is a reason that it has survived over two thousand years. It speaks to human nature... in the most profoundly tragic way. So loved ...by so many ... looking to take Something from him...hanging on his every word willing to take but not to share their own soul. Or perhaps lacking one good enough to share. Many eyes are lacking...dark and hollow. In fact, some fans eyes are scary. More reptilian than human. And the Lord ... in his life told some of the pharasies that they were of their father the devil. The original serpent. So they do dwell and always have amongst us. So you should be aware of their kind. But, Whatever the case...As in all good stories there was foreshadowing of the end to come. In the final hours the Lord retreated to a garden to say his final prayers and not one of the apostles was able to join him in his last prayer...they all fell asleep. He was on his own till the pure soul of an angel stepped out of the other realm and joined him. The natural goes supernatural. And many people are lost to the understanding of the other realm...which they themselves do not see.
But , It is written the eyes are the window to the soul. In the end There was only one set of eyes He could trust to respond to His plea and give strength to His own tormented soul. A set of eyes that he knew exactly what strength they held. A pure soul. A soul That loved Him and always had. The thousands of supporters were whittled down to one in a instant. And none of those that He had chosen as friends...that He had journeyed with across the country and dined with and had shared much time and many adventures with .. made the cut. Nearly all The fans and friends went by the wayside when they thought He was no longer capable of giving more to them. Greed and motives to acquire for ones self and fear of losing showed out... so went the story.
Even the Lord himself was betrayed by his dear friends and followers in the end. It was a bitter lesson... most bitter. Your heart breaks for him when you consider what really happened and how quick the mob turned upon him. There was no freedom of speech then... and is there really now? The mob arbitrarily decides what will be tolerated and what will not. And from whom! The Lord was pUt to death for the message he delivered from his Father into this world. It is truly and age old tale! And fairness has nothing to do with it. We must all be so very careful as we have come full circle now. Freedom of speech has timed out in most all categories in a shockingly short span of time. Mob rule! Our new Reality! Soon ... the Bible will be deemed an inappropriate book and will have reached its expiration date. Thought I would include a relevant story beforehand!© forgive me my faith based origins as it is not meant to offend but rather strengthen some. Blessings to those who appreciate its contents.
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