The Rise of the Terminator

48-Rise of Terminator

Light Bearers Word

2014:48

Pastor Willie Naulls

The Rise of the Terminator

Awakened out of a dream triggered by an hallucinatory surge, I rolled over on my left side to gain my bearings. The startling sound of friction, a chain being dragged over a pulley shattered the silence. Lying there in my hospitable bed on a platform reminiscent of a genie’s rug, a sensation of being lowered with each jerk of the chain befell me. I raised my body up on one elbow for a better viewpoint over the side of the platform. Startled beyond belief, I was monitoring my descent into what looked like the inferno of a reeking pool of boiling acid. An image of a human form struggling for life, appearing to be almost submerged, came into focus. Is that the Terminator? I remember Arnold’s fading red eye in the movie – blink … blink … then a closing blink … no sign of life. No! Not the Terminator! He’s programmed to rise up out of death’s clutches. The Terminator’s character is an image of triumphant victory over death.
A red strobe light flooded my mind’s eye, accompanied by the blaring of sirens. The faith of my inner man stopped the platform’s descent in a space just above the heat of the cauldron. Sweat mounted its outward flow. My breath heaved as a Voice from within spoke reverberating words:  “Pastor Willie Naulls, Man of God! Do you remember the line from one of your favorite movies? ‘Get busy living or get busy dying.’?” I thought, God didn’t say that. Tim Robbins’ character in "The Shawshank Redemption" had offered this challenge to Morgan Freeman’s.
My spirit leapt, gasping the Lord’s presence. In a symphonic melody, poetic Scripture danced as perfect rhyme in my soul, “For, after all, we can make no progress against the truth; we can only work for the truth” (II Corinthians 13:8). The words reminded me of who I am and Whose I am in Christ.
Back to Prime Time at the poolside, I heard a slight blink … blink … blink ... blink … blink … blink …. Slowly the dripping platform and I ascended back up into the hospital room. As the legendary Terminator in the world’s fantasy is programmed to steadfastly triumph over death to fulfill his destiny of the author’s pen, so my heart and soul are steeped in God’s Word to use His kind of faith in every circumstance. The inspired vision of defeating the devil’s contrived calamity down in the cauldron trumped my mind’s entertaining satan’s pity party which had led me to where I did not belong.
The Apostle Paul said, “To live is Christ, and to die is gain . . . I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith” (Philippians 1:21; II Timothy 4:7). While there is “a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck what is planted” (Ecclesiastes 3:2), God’s mandate that I tell people what great things He has done in my life is still alive and active. The Word He gives me to share in my mentoring, newsletters and books is “sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the division of soul and spirit, and of joints and marrow and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of hearts” (Hebrews 4:12b-13).
I awakened to pitch blackness. The perspiration soaked pillow received my head in a space without sound. Where am I? Oh yeah! The Saddleback Hospital emergency room had shipped me upstairs. My lung condition had led to a drop in blood sodium to 113 . Another point or two lower could have produced the potential for a heart attack, seizure, stroke, and all that is in the finality of physical death’s sting. God has not finished His work in and through me.

My heart is overflowing with a good theme;
I recite my composition concerning the King;
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

Psalms 45:1

      Thank God for that I.V. line in my arm connected to a bottle of prescribed medication delivering a stream of recovery fluid intended to rectify the low sodium that had led to my weakened state. Where is Anne? I thought. She knows I’m fragile and a sweet and tender shoot.  🙂  And I don’t know the medical language in English, Spanish, Tagalog, Arabic, or any of the others spoken by workers in this hospital.
      I spoke forth, “I’m not complaining, Lord!?
My cell phone! Where is it? Help me, Lord. It’s only 3:40 a.m.

The Holy Spirit inspired thoughts of thanksgiving up to God for Anne. She insisted we go immediately to the emergency room for the doctors to evaluate the ebbing of my strength. I know her actions contributed heavily to reminding me that my faith is needed in the midst of thoughts to make a decision when under siege.
Why the “mental tripping” in this dream? Was it the drugs? The Holy Spirit? Let’s review. The Terminator was programmed by his creator to rise up out of death’s clutches. I am born again spiritually by the grace of my Creator through faith in Jesus Christ. Because of His righteousness, I know that even when my body dies, I will never die. How can I be so sure? I am a Light Bearer. I died with Christ on the cross and I rose with Him in His resurrection. I will live throughout eternity. How can I be so confident and bold? My opinions and declarations are based solely on what Jesus Christ declared as Truth revealed in the Word of God. I encourage all you who are seekers and doubters to open up your minds and hearts to receive the Gospel as the power of God unto salvation (Romans 1:16). The knowledge and understanding of God’s Truth is manifested in His Love and Work in the world.

For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God. For it is written, “I will destroy the wisdom of the wise,
      And bring to nothing the understanding of the prudent.”
Where is the wise? Where is the scribe? Where is the disputer of this age? Has not God made foolish the wisdom of this world? For since, in the wisdom of God, the world through wisdom did not know God, it pleased God through the foolishness of the message preached to save those who believe.
I Corinthians 1:18-21

      Light Bearers, don’t forget – as the Terminator escaped death’s destination, we have risen into eternal life to fulfill God’s intent in Jesus Christ.
God loves you, and so do I.

Pastor Willie

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