If read Heiser's 'Unseen Realm' more and better/sooner, could've had a go and commenting on Ps.82 and God presiding in the great assembly. Instead the cry, Rise up, O God, judge the earth, for all the nations are your inheritance or inheritance in... Youngs. 'Literal'. 82's, last verse. Skirt past the theo-conundrum.
Something of – and for – God in nations. The state/s, we're in. Peoples. Outcomes from living with God. Gathered, received back – creation's circle. Battle for life. Saving and the bringing about, as much of this freely-made, as possible.
Nations? States, where freedom for less non-aggressive-based living. Where the categorically demonstrated, history-attesting reality is 'more state-run powers/more kills' vulnerability… propensity, is kept on as low a setting, as community-possible.
Where there's genuine; winning, losing, better, worse, mutual aid and natural punishment. Risk and recognition, responsibility varies and must for some/at times, falter and fall. Invitation to laws. Representative leadership and not so much officer-ing, bossing. Not like we have, with our manipulating royalty. (Don't so mean Queens and Kings etc, in the traditional sense).
The kingdom of heaven in advance. Less anti-Christ. One way towards pushing back the predictable emergence – (Oh would that commentators, would stop thinking some futurist description in Revelation, when it's caricatures and metaphors, of their immediate times and what's bound to...) – is to build against the container, the model. Conversely, the beasts, want to give us, a Beast? Need platforms and cages. World wide. Etc.
All this is to stop God inheriting.
God is love. All the attributes found best and true about this word. Biblical ones and twos. The gutsy down to it, Jesus lived. It's not what we want. Don't see it. “Do you?”. We're on the run from. Scampering in fear and frustration. Only those, in the literal gutter, look-up. Pride is the antithesis of love. Hate a symptom.
Children and younger you go. Less/more have the longing and need. Get all on those who presumably do, more/less. Family, friends, lovers. Get glimpses. Want to do no harm, be all kind, true – do what makes better. For and no harm. Help-on. Actions, not clouded-up insincere. Words not lived. Apologies. Honesty. Truth.
Love without aggression and cohesion. Liberty-ways designed not to allow so much room for deceit and political, social structures, that assume we can love but will not but… 'we' aren't 'God'-making otherwise.
This is God's inheritance: Libertarian love. All we need is love. Lovelution.
Ernest Hancock was about the earliest voice in m'wake-up. Surprised to see him 'go out' with 'all you need is….' Was this touch hippy, vulnerable to superficial ideologue? And yet, in the midst of exposing state-based traps and turmoil?
As a lapsed anarchist, it was easy to understand and accept this vision and sense, in local based voluntary maneuvers. No all-defined-up named isms and corps. No more organisation, than what's actively abso-necessary to function. No co-opting by… co-opters, coz nout 'there' to committee-off and get over on. Anarchy-light-er.
Believe this, God's first-choice vote. And if some want to live among a little more local-collectivist? There's a map and compass.
But what's 'love' got to… And surely not talking, 'God-way loving'? Here's a why we (might) 'come to God': There's little love around. God has.
(Certainly here in the U.K. and why think it's significantly more widespread anywhere. Don't know?)
Understandably, find it hard to extend in preference for others, no matter what they think or feel about us. Or themselves? A can't but help ourselves response to extend towards?
Love all? Close to us because… maybe? And then what about, 'all-about what we get back' and 'loving love'? The need for and from love. Desire. And what about receiving, tough? More tangled up in.
Coming to God is most-somehow about lack of love. Running from voids. 'Coming to God' could be a first or fifty-thousandteh time, need for love. That – we find – we're made, to know.
God is the only one who loves. Like we long. Need, want, and do well with. That well.
The inheritance for God is love. That we get the 'what's up'? We get loving God. Itself, primed and poured through us – by God. Yet, it is still somehow, our own.
God be this to us. Me. Better ask. Open my inner-sense and see who you always were and are. That this love caused the world brought forth and the one, all in all, you want from and us. All freely what you have and are, to us. Be near in my understanding and present. There's wake-up to the enemy but may I wake, right-up to you. In praise to Jesus.