Narcissism and Selfies

 

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One of the latest crazes is taking photos of oneself and uploading them onto social media sites. It’s called “Selfies.” Being obsessed with our looks and outward appearance has become a significant thing in today’s world where everybody can pull up anybody via the internet. I want to talk about things that seem to have an outward appearance but are spiritually dead. Jude talked about men who were blown along by the wind; autumn trees, without fruit and uprooted—twice dead.

1st Samuel chapter four, tells us that when the Ark of the Lord’s covenant came into the camp of the Philistines, all Israel raised such a ‘GREAT SHOUT’ that the ground shook before the Philistines. But it was an empty shout–void of power.

What a scary place to be.

Have you ever been in an assembly where the music was loud, and the people were shouting, but the Spirit seemed absent? The Philistines heard the vibration and loud noise, and they were afraid, for they said, “God has come into the camp.” And they said, “Woe to us!

But the Philistines defeated Israel, and Eli’s sons were slain along with 30 thousand footmen. Israel had The Ark, but The Ark was silent that day. The blessed Holy Spirit was inside that golden box, but no amount of SHOUTING could cause it to stir.  We know The Holy breath of Yah, was still inside it because when the Philistines took the ark of God and brought it to the house of Dagon, their god, they arose early the next morning and Dagon had fallen on his face to the ground before the Ark of the HaShem. (1 Samuel 5:2).

Eli, the high priest, had a daughter-n-law who was in labor when she heard the enemy had captured the Ark and that her husband had died. She gave birth to a son and “She named the child Ichabod, saying, “The Glory has departed from Israel;” because the Ark of God was taken, and because of her father-in-law and her husband” (1 Samuel 4:21).

The people our Father had placed in charge of His house, and His most Holy possessions had made it about themselves. They had become Narcissist. His Body today can look and sound identical. We can make a loud noise but remain mostly weak and unable to fight. I have a friend who said, “Tekoa you can’t fill a football stadium with a message about picking up a cross and dying on it.” Sadly, this may be true, but the glorious spirit of The Father of Lights will cause people to come out in droves and huddle around fishing boats and hillsides if it’s the real thing. His Ruach HaKodesh will cause us to study Torah and be obedient.

Eli, the high priest, died when he heard that the Ark of the Covenant had been stolen by the enemy.  His sons, who had been wicked and committed many sins, even adultery right there in the tabernacle of YHVH, now laid dead as well. The sons of Eli had lived like the devil while wearing the holy priestly robes. They had fulfilled every pleasure of their flesh with sex, food, and money. They grabbed the Ark and just expected HaShem to show up. They were counting on GRACE they didn’t deserve.

The Ark of the Covenant was taken with the children of Israel into battle. The Ark was where the Holy Breath of the Father, His Ruach Wind resided. He now lives in born-again believers, but He can be grieved, and He can depart. We can take a selfie and look good on the outside but be dead on the inside.

Let’s ponder a few verses and notice the definitions below.

“And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, with whom you were sealed for the day of redemption” (Ephesians 4:30).

1 Thessalonians 5:19 says, “Quench not the spirit.”
1.Quench= extinguish (a fire).
2.Grieve= cause great hurt

“Yet they rebelled and grieved His Holy Spirit. So He turned and became their enemy and He himself fought against them” (Isaiah 63:10).

“How much more severely do you think someone deserves to be punished who has trampled the Son of God underfoot, who has treated as an unholy thing the blood of the covenant that sanctified them, and who has insulted the Spirit of grace?” (Hebrews 10:29).

I fear, we as a Body, have insulted the Spirit of grace.

I was thinking about a song I used to sing in my youth; it went like this.

“Surely the presence of the Lord is in this place.

I can feel his mighty power and his grace.”

As the song rang in my spirit, I remembered a time when the Holy Spirit seemed to be stronger in the assemblies.  Is it just me or is the Bride sleepy? There were five (5) foolish virgins and (5) wise and all ten, had something in common, they all fell asleep while waiting.

The maiden in the book of Songs of Solomon doesn’t fall asleep, no, she does the opposite.

“All night long on my bed I looked for the one my heart loves; I looked for him but did not find Him. I will get up now and go about the city, through its streets and squares; I will search for the one my heart loves” (Song of Solomon 3:1-3).

Are we searching for Him or just going through a routine of making a loud noise? There is a type of flower called Narcissus. These flowers have a distinguishing characteristic; they have in the center of the plant a corona or also known as a crown. It arises at the throat of the bloom and looks like a trumpet.

We can blow a lot of hot air like a trumpet and brag on The Holy Spirit ( Ruach HaKodesh) and still grieve our Father. We can shout and make a great roar–a shout so loud the earth shakes, but if it doesn’t shake us out of our drowsiness, we will end up just like Eli and his sons, “dead.” Narcissist tend to make things all about them.

We must decrease, He must increase. “It’s All About him.”

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photography by Ândrēw Yīsrâ’Ęl

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