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Dimential ... really


Hebrews 5:14             New English Translation

 

14 But solid food is for the mature, whose perceptions are trained by practice to discern both good and evil.

 

Is it not all about the flesh?

 

Body, soul, and spirit all have their own senses

In all experiences, we should learn the genuine

Interpretation of the sources that direct our movements

Should be understood before our daily tasks are done

 

How strong are our senses when we think about the physical?

Well we know what a splinter can do to our sense of reality

What is the perception of the soul without the “True Spiritual”?

Think about the chambers of gas in the past and its fatalities

 

We stuff ourselves with food that truly does not fulfill us

After digesting for a little while we are craving again for more

And so we develop a routine and prepare it towards the habitual

So we shut out hunger and guide our senses to our inner-core

 

Solid food, however, is far beyond our sense of comprehension

It is springing up through a “new” heart flourishing in the “reborn”

Here it appears from the outside of our “flesh” a truly new dimension

Only available through “The True One” Who wore a crown of thorns

 

Jan Wienen

 

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