Showed by the Code

There absolutely is God. I believe in Him by faith, but HE IS because He is I AM, not because I believe in Him. He is self-existent and eternal, needing not to be created as He is transient to creation.

Something that struck me while listening to an excellent Pastor Harold Warner sermon called 'Fool's Gold' was the fact that there is indisputably a God because of DNA. This is just one sound argument of many, to wobble those gripping tightly to a self-erected pedestal of self-will.

DNA is code. It isn't the things that it is the instructions to build, but the information to build them. It is entirely abstract. Represented by the letters A,C,G,T, the most complex molecule in the universe is not a cell, but it contains the code to build them; it is not a protein, but contains the code to build them; it is not an animo acid, but contains the code to build them. In other words, if all living things contain this code, they could not have been produced without it (and DNA can obviously not code itself out of nothing or even be free-standing).

Code must have a coder to write it - it is symbolic, not naturalistic and material. Computer code has produced all you see on this screen, but needed a programmer to create the code to produce physical, recognisable pictures. It means nothing on its own without intelligence behind it deciding what to represent.

God decided what DNA was going to represent and produce; the code it was going to carry. Naturalistic means cannot produce abstract information that means something beyond itself, for to the evolutionist, there is nothing beyond natural existance. We can think abstractly because we have a higher than natural intelligence to put physical things into symbols - we have a soul of supernatural, creative origin.

Grace Abounds

Romans 5:20 - 'But where sin abounded, grace did much more abound'

The madness that is going on as this country is reaping what it has sowed in immorality, an unbridled media and secular humanism, is causing an openess in hearts of people unto truth. I believe we are on the cusp of revival if we seriously get in prayer and be ready to give an asnwer for the hope that is within us in bold evangelism.

I was preaching outside Walthamstow central station yesterday afternoon as my heart boiled over at a godless generation of mainly black youth. As I was preaching about the amorality of last days Britain and the fact that looters to politicians must all stand before the living God, I noticed that a lot more people were open and listening than one would normally observe.

In particular, there were three muslims that stood transfixed. Two young men, probably in their mid-twenties and a woman, all dressed in traditional muslim attire. When I finished I asked them what they thought about what I said. One of the men replied that It was very good and that I was speaking truth. I then asked them what they thought of Jesus Christ. He responded that they believed He was a prophet. I then asked if they knew what He had said. The spokesman for the group said that Jesus had taught 'we should be good people'. I could clearly see these were good people who were hungry for truth and were not full of the usual automated rebuttals to Christianity that we normally experience.

I then said to him 'no He didn't say that', and then began to expound the gospel through the need to be born again of Christ and the provision of a blood sacrifice in the Lamb of God, telling them that this was the testimony of Isa al-Masih (Jesus the Messiah) through the Injil (the gospel - language they could understand and place within their theology).

My wife arrived and I had to go, but I shook their hands (not the lady's!) knowing that an awesome seed had been planted in their hearts through the sight of someone zealously proclaiming truth.

Later that evenining we had a call from a frightened new convert - she handed the phone to her fiance, who I was able to lead to Christ over the phone. I really see revival around the corner.

The only Way for the totally lost

The violence and looting that has been seen in North and East London is symptomatic of a lost generation of young men full of anger and frustration, devoid of moral reference points.

They have walked around with chips on their shoulder, not knowing the love, discipline and exampleship of a father, not knowing the discipline removed from the education system, not knowing what it is to hope in getting a good education, not knowing how to control wayward hormones and emotions that have stewed in a quagmire of fornication, drugs and the constant demonic input of the media.

Growing up in a benefit state, with a false sense of entitlement and a perverted perception of what it means to be ‘respected’, these young men just needed an excuse. The people gathered at Babel just needed the fear of another flood and those who called for greatness; the thousands that followed Christ into Jerusalem just needed seventy religious leaders to turn their cheers to cries for execution; the men of Benjamin just needed a plan and the right opportunity to turn into kidnappers and rapists.

Given the circumstance, whether fostered over years or a matter of days, the human heart has the ability for great wickedness. Humanity is totally lost, and those who are totally lost will cling to the first person who says that they can show a way. Let us pray that these events will cause local councils to seek a method they’ve never tried and open doors for the Way to be preached to those who laugh in the face of man’s authority.

Incredible Creation

I can't help but glorify God when I consider the works of His hands.

Just the other day I picked up a mosquito bite on my hand, just as I was leaving the tent on the last night of our healing crusade. I tend to react quite badly to UK mosquito bites (for some reason African ones don't bother me much), usually resulting in a lot of swelling and itching.

Sure enough over the next few days my hand ballooned and became very stiff. I first of all prayed for healing and did feel a change, but on going to the doctors and being prescribed antihistamines I remembered that God has provided a wonderful creation (though tainted by sin) that He glorifies His name in just as He does in healing.

I am not for drug therapy at all, knowing that it is based on an evolution world-view and secularism. With this in mind I politely accepted the prescription without intending to use it (I don't mind blessing the GPs with a few points;-)).  I then went and did a little research, finding out that Papayas are a natural antihistamine, without the cost and side effects of prescription drugs. The world doesn't want to promote the healing power of natural things because they can't regulate them like drugs and thus would lose billions of dollars. Besides, if natural resources heal then that points towards some sort of intention behind their design and creation, and no self-respecting secular humanist would allow anything to point them towards an almighty God to be accountable to.

I cut some strips off a Papaya and laid it on my hand for about 15 minutes - the swelling reduced that night and over these last two days has diminished to be hardly noticable. When I had been bitten on the legs before it would take over a week to go down. The Papain enzyme in the Papaya actually breaks down the proteins in the mosquito saliva, thus reducing the itch and reaction.

I am not sure whether God put it in plants in preparation for a fall He knew would happen, or whether He created the plants with all these properties to glorify His name, but I do know that it is clear that natural things that have specific effects on human beings for their benefit can only be another finger pointing towards Jesus Christ. As one man said, it looks like someone was expecting our arrival.