And as Jesus was perched atop the mount overlooking the sea of people who could hear even his slightest whisper because of the descending cool air sweeping down from the sky, across his shoulders and carrying his words down the hillside to the crowd, someone in the crowd yelled out, “Jesus! What about the Christians that will come at the end of this age, in the twenty-first century?” Sweet, kind, loving Jesus pondered and then his eyes began to glow like coals on fire and his face glowed red. Flying from his mouth were these words [which I also come with to interpret]: “Do not judge, or you too will be judged. [Stop saying you know what Jesus would say if he were here today. Dumb shit, Jesus has been “here today” every day there has been a TRUE CHRIST-ian on earth. Do not judge Donald Trump. Do not judge Bernie Sanders. Do not judge Joe Biden. Stay out of politics or you will judge … and then all holy hell breaks loose in payback judgment. Still, like any good double-edged sword, these words of divine wisdom also mean, “If your sorry ass does not judge a piece of shit priest, pastor, minister or preacher as someone pretending to be a good shepherd, and you play ANY ROLE in allowing that crap to steal sheep and destroy their souls, then you will be judged by God for your inactions.” The conundrum of do I judge or don’t I judge means only someone who is not Jesus Christ reborn will never know which way to act, because one has let its pea-brain lead its way to ignorance.]
For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you. [Oh man! That is like a death sentence, which means your mortal ass will die and then you get to come back into some new bag of dirt that will die again, and again, and again. All because you think wearing a robe and a cross makes you special. You are too worthless to see YOU are a Pharisee, a tax collector, a Temple scribe, a Roman governor, a high priest – all rolled into one. YOU want to kill Jesus by your judgments, not let him become you. You should be judging yourself as worthless and drop to your knees most minutes of most hours of every day, begging God to forgive you for THINKING your shit don’t stink!] “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? [Yep! Blind to your own faults but think you can perfectly see the way the world should be run.]
How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? [You have absolutely no gifts of the Holy Spirit; and if you did, you would claim you made them up all by your own powers of brain. You should be singing the song “Save Yourself,” because you’re just as addicted to the sins of the world as everyone else is.]
You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye. [Kill your self-ego and pray for God to forgive your sorry ass. He will, if you do that seriously and mean it.] “Do not give dogs what is sacred; [There are words in the Holy Bible that condemn certain things as ABOMINATIONS. Any asshole that openly admits to being one who loves abominations should be kept out of a church. You certainly do not bow down before one and elevate it to the position of bishop, cardinal, or pope!!! You have given power to murderers and abusers, entrusting a sacred institution into the teeth of DOGS – English yes, but dog spelled backwards yields the opposite of gods.]
do not throw your pearls to pigs. [Pearls are metaphor for wisdom, which EVERY WORD OF SCRIPTURE IS. The pigs are those who know nothing about the meaning of Divine Wisdom. They can only snort them from the pages of a book laid out in front of them.]
If you do, they may trample them under their feet, and turn and tear you to pieces. [The dogs and pigs running the churches in the twenty-first century will trample the Word under their filthy, spiritually unwashed feet, kicking the dirt of a sinful world onto the pages of the Holy Bible, making it seem to be something other than what was written and intended to be, twisting the words with their cloven hooves to sound like evil is good and good is evil. The confusion created will tear to shreds the churches, scattering the remnants into smaller and smaller gatherings that know little and teach nothing of value.] “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; [If you want to know what the meaning of Scripture is, then ask God for guidance! God will send you insight; but you will have to look carefully to see the signs.]
knock and the door will be opened to you. [Keep your eyes open for a little later when Jesus talks about the “narrow gate.” Think of the “door” here as the entrance way to the sheepfold of the Good Shepherd. By knocking, you announce a desire to enter. An ordinary thief will not knock or use the door-gate. He, she, or it will sneak around the side and hop the fence. Nobody needs to do that as all are welcome … except thieves, bad shepherds or hired hands.]
For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened. [This is a promise that is truth; but it says YOU must be a seeker of truth. You have to open your mouth and ask questions. You have to look for answers. You have to announce your desire to enter heaven; but that does not mean you do all that on a soap box (some call it a pulpit) that points a self-aggrandizing finger at your chest, saying, “Look at me asking, seeking, and knocking.” You have to do all that from your knees before God.]
“Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone? [Any who say, “That’s me!” think back to Jesus being tested in the wilderness, when Satan told Jesus he could turn stones to bread if he was hungry. Priests, pastors, ministers, or preachers who serve up a plate of hot rocks and call it freshly baked bread are FALSE SHEPHERDS. “Sons” is code for the children of God, the sheep who depend on a shepherd.]
Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? [Golly gee willikers, does a “fish” not sound like metaphor for Christianity (<>< — ><>), which is both the pewples and the fishers of God? Does the “snake” not sound like metaphor for the crafty serpent that tricked Eve? Well, if it looks like a false shepherd, sounds like a false shepherd, and smells like a false shepherd, then ring the dinner bells at the church – “Snake’s on!”]
If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him! [Golly gee willikers again! Does this not sound like Christmas? Taking a pagan celebration of the longest nights of the year, when the cold weather has set in, and pretend it was when God would have His Boy be born … HA! Same thing for Easter and the bunny bringing baskets of candy and toys. How pagan is that? Still, you don’t give your babies sticks and stones, thorns and poison berries. You give good — EXPENSIVE — gifts. So, what if you transformed a lemon into lemonade and took low-down and dirty pagan holidays and gave the TRUTH so others would know. God would like that and overlook pissing on His Son’s birthday and resurrection day. To know the TRUTH, you only need to ask God for help in that area.]
So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets. [This is where so many people who love to pat themselves on the back go wrong. Your lack of actions FOR OTHERS says you do not want the help of others, which presumes you are so goody goody you are going to heaven. “Na na na na na. I’m going to heaven and you are not. I don’t need no help from you because I help myself to all I need.” When Jesus said, “do to others what you would have them do to you,” try reading “others” as GOD AND HIS SERVANTS. This is then not some help others when it behooves your selfish ass deal. It says you do what God commands (“this sums up the Law and the Prophets”) or GOD will give you the same lack of consideration when your soul leaves your dirt-bag body at death. There is no guarantee of going to heaven because you drop twenty bucks in an offering plate every so often. No matter what some hired hand says at funerals for people you know were as wicked as could be, they do not go to heaven. They get recycled like yesterday’s trash. Get right with God or pay the price from neglect.]
“Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. [Okay modern Christians, those who love to welcome anyone and everyone into the sheepfold, having no memory of the lesson taught by the Trojan War and the pretty wooden horsey left outside the gate while most of the Athenians pretended to give up and leave – DO NOT WELCOME A VIRUS INTO YOUR FORTRESS OF BEING. It will kill you! The wide gate leads to the highway of sin and it is easier to get onto that a rural entrance onto an Interstate freeway. When you make entrance into ‘the club’ of Christianity be as simple as saying, “I am Christian” and making a pledge of some yearly amount of money, then you have just turned a ‘church’ into a gym. After all, most people who have memberships with a fitness center never workout and are mostly fat slobs with no intention of working out … but they keep their membership card in the wallet for ‘just in case’.]
But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it. {“Only a few find it” says being “Christian” is not as simple as saying, “I believe Jesus Christ rose from death.” Anybody can say that. When Jesus said the gate is small and narrow, the gate IS JESUS, with the narrow meaning ONLY JESUS GETS IN. To make that clearer, it means that ONLY those who kill off their self-ego (die a figurative death), so their body of flesh can become LIFE, as the new home of the risen Lord, bringing with him the Christ Mind to lead that body of flesh (rather than a big brain), then one says, “I KNOW Jesus Christ rose from death” because one is Jesus Christ reborn. That means only letting Jesus into the sheepfold called a “church” limits those who can call themselves CHRISTian. The result is a few Saints (aka Apostles) TEACHING SEEKERS who also want to be Jesus reborn what to do.] “Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves. [When one is truly filled with the Holy Spirit of God and one’s soul has moved aside to become joined with the soul of Jesus, becoming the Son of God replicated once again, then one’s eyes are open to the people who make claims to be Christian, when they are not. Without that divine insight that easily identifies the pretenders and hired hands, it is hard to spot a false prophet. They are like the Pharisees, Sadducees, scribes and high priests of Jesus’ day, only they now wear fancy robes and albs, high ornate hats, huge silver crosses and carry ten-foot crooked poles. These people always have the right things to say, when standing high upon a pulpit overlooking an altar and the pewples below. However, they never do anything with the people they lead. They only want their flocks to ‘like them on Facebook’, while they never like anything their flock posts on Facebook. In the old days, a preacher would be invited over for Sunday dinner at someone’s house. No longer. All the holy people who are false prophets are too good to mix and mingle with the ‘great unwashed’. Their flocks are unwashed because they let down their hair and let it be known they are pretenders only with their true friends, who scratch each other’s backs. They cannot let their true lack of faith be known by those who pay their bills. If any trouble were to come, they would be off and running away in fear, because there is no God in their hearts. Their ferocity is their willingness to cast anyone and everyone out of their way to success and they will rip apart anyone who stands in their way. See the above note about dogs and pigs and keep in mind wolves are large dogs.]
By their fruit you will recognize them. [It is important to see ‘fruit’ as what false prophets produce. It becomes the proverbial chant of a liar: “Do as I say, not as I do.” Try these “fruits” on for size: predatory sexual abuse of children by men calling themselves priests; preachers publicly ridiculed by prostitutes coming forth letting the world know an infidel has lied; priests coming forward to state they openly practice homosexuality and remain priests; ministers selling political agendas to a flock as if the Holy Bible gives a shit about any American-Western model of government or political party; a church organization constantly begging for contributions and donations so they can step over those right outside their church doors and run around the world caring for those who could care less about Jesus Christ; and church organizations that defend all of the above. That ‘fruit’ is quite obvious.]
Do people pick grapes from thorn bushes, or figs from thistles? Likewise, every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit. [Here we go again with a Bible history lesson from Genesis. Good trees are those in the Garden of Eden that Adam and Eve were allowed to eat freely from. The bad trees are those stemming from the tree of knowledge of good and evil. The bad fruit from that tree is anything that grows into a Big Brain that makes one bow down and worship oneself as a god. Think about the thornbush being where the Roman soldiers grabbed some fruitless branches and fashioned them into a crown of thorns. Think about the bad wine they held up to Jesus’ lips when he was thirsty as he died on the cross. Sour wine is either vinegar, good wine gone bad, or wild grapes made into bad wine.]
A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit. [This means “trees” becomes metaphor for people, as all peoples on earth are the fruit of different societal influences. A “good tree” is then the people who are influenced by God’s Holy Spirit, as those reborn as Jesus Christ. They are true Apostles (thus Saints) who spread the TRUTH to those who seek the TRUTH, so from Saints come Saints. The common flow of ‘tree fluids’ within them is the Holy Spirit, aka the blood of Jesus Christ – the good grape juice. Bad trees are then anything not of that righteous ideology, religion, and philosophical teaching: Communism, Socialism, Atheism, Catholicism, Maoism, Marxism, Capitalism, Academicism, or any other global concept that takes one’s eyes off God above and puts them on man the mortal creature of death.]
Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Thus, by their fruit you will recognize them. [This is the promise made by Jesus, which says you can be as fruitless as your little black, cold heart desires, but when your time comes to exit this physical world you wallowed in fruitlessly, then you will be like the dead branches of the Tree of YOU and thrown into the fire of reincarnation, coming back as a baby whose ass will need to be wiped for years, before you can crawl and suckle another teat of philosophy that will again condemn your ass. Reincarnation is like repeating a grade in public school, because you failed to make the grades of good educational fruit. God keeps giving your stubborn soul chance after chance to redeem yourself through His Son, Jesus. God will not recognize any other soul than His Son’s, as that is the narrow door that produces good fruit.] “Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. [The repeating of “Lord” (in Greek “Kyrie,” from “kurios“) is significant, as this too can be read two ways. The good fruit call upon the Lord that is God and then pray that God will become the Lord of their bodies. (“Lord, Lord,”) The bad fruit call upon the Lord and then introduce themselves as the Lord of their bodies of flesh, which includes a big brain that makes one think one is a god that is equal to God. (“Lord, [meet me a] Lord,”) Only the good fruit will be given the resurrected Son to become Lord over one’s flesh, so they will be promised on that day eternal life in heaven. The bad fruit will not do the will of the Father, so they will not enter into eternal life in heaven. They will continue to be bad fruit souls going into new bodies of thistle and thorns.]
Many will say to me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name and in your name drive out demons and in your name perform many miracles?’[Look carefully at the use of “we,” where “Lord, Lord,” becomes two supposed equals, not one begging for salvation from God. While it appears to be a question (at the end mark), it says, “we did not prophesy.” It implies “we were not in the name of Jesus.” It says “because we were not the resurrected Son of God, we did not drive out the demon that was self-ego.” The question asks why did we not perform many miracles, when I found the miracle of wealth, power, influence, and mastery over so many rubes and idiots. “Wasn’t that a miracle, Lord?” This whole line of thought MUST BE READ as if spoken through the audacity of equality with God, when it stinks to high heavens with the reek of selfishness.]
Then I will tell them plainly, ‘I never knew you. Away from me, you evildoers!’ [The operative word here is “evildoers.” That must be grasped in two ways also. First (and the most common) is the world is the vacation wonderland of evil, ever since religion was brought to the world (by Adam and Eve) and mankind was told how to determine good from evil (they ate that fruit). Evil became an expectation from that point onward, so all evildoers are the people that are the great masses, who know what right from wrong is, but they just can never stop themselves from willfully doing evil. The reason? It just feels too damn good! Steal the fruit from the market or starve to death? Hell yes I’ll steal. That is your typical, run of the mill evildoer. Then there is the evildoer who is in denial. They love to think they are God’s best friend (themselves so godlike in the way they dress, they way they comb their hair, and the way they have fancy cars to drive and nice houses to live in). However the evil they do is an abomination in the eyes of the Lord. They knowingly break every law in the Holy Bible, thinking “All I have to do is tell God I am sorry!” WRONG!!!] “Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. [I mean, really? A house built on “rock”? Ring a bell? Jesus called his buddy Simon bar Jonah “Rocky” (“petra“) because he would found a church, becoming its cornerstone. Of course, Simon-Peter was himself a spongy piece of rock, like pumice stone, which would have been crushed under any weight (especially that pressure of, “Hey! You are one of Jesus’ disciples, right?”) Simon-Peter had to be reborn as Jesus Christ, as a Saint, so he became the perfect cornerstone the builders of the Temple rejected. A “wise man builds his house on that rock.” That “house” is on’e body, where the body is the temple of God’s throne in one’s heart, with His Son the soul that becomes king of one’s fleshy brain, transfiguring it into the Christ Mind.]
The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. [Here again it is helpful to glance back at the Book of Genesis and see how God told Noah to build an ark – a large house surrounded by dry ground – because of the pending rain and wind that would come. Noah acted without any sign of bad weather motivating him to do as God said. He acted from complete faith in God. When one has the resurrected Jesus joined with one’s own soul, both in one body of flesh (yours) then you have become a house with the perfect cornerstone with which to weather all the storms the world has to offer. Just as Satan appeared to Jesus in the wilderness and tried to rain on his parade and blow down his efforts, that cornerstone told Satan, “Go f*** yourself,” and he did. Most people today cower and fold when the emotions of fear flood over them and their blowhard bosses scream threats: “Steal their money or you’re out of a job!” Yep, the houses made of balsa wood, built on pumice stone, they fall apart and those homeowners drown in a sea of cries, yelling “I’m sorry.” Sorry indeed.]
But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. [Fools read words and think that is hearing Jesus speak. Jesus certainly was quoted, by those who heard his real voice; but the Gospel writers HEARD the voice of God in their hearts, which sounded like Jesus speaking in their newly Christ minds. When you “hear these words of Jesus,” Jesus is within one and one automatically does what that voice commands. However, if you keep Jesus external to you, simply reading words printed on pages in books, then you will F it all up and get it all wrong. You become a FOOL and your body will dissolve at death and return to the sea, making you a fish once more that needs to be caught.]
The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash.” [Death. The promise of the world Satan controls. If one chooses to serve God, then expect all hell to break loose. The big bad wolf is always huffing and puffing to blow you house down, because most houses easily succumb to worldly pressures. Sell your soul and watch how calm the skies seem to be and watch how coins and lifestyles slowly drift ashore for you to freely gather. Oooops. Then you wake up. You were just dreaming, which a euphemism for not keeping the oil of the Holy Spirit in your lamps. Your world comes crashing to an end when your dried bones return to dust, but your soul still drifts aimlessly.] When Jesus had finished saying these things, the crowds were amazed at his teaching, because he taught as one who had authority, and not as their teachers of the law. [Just like those ancient days, when none of the rabbis knew squat that helped those struggling in their beliefs and faith in God, there are no saviors preaching in the churches of Christianity any more. It is like how Don McClain sang back in the seventies: “And the three men I admired the most, the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost, they caught the last train to the coast, the day the music died.” Ole Don lost his faith just like so many others, simply because there are no teachers that speak with authority. There are no crowds that are amazed by the voice that carries the Holy Spirit to listening ears and instantly fills them with a desire to let God into their hearts and Jesus into their minds …like the Apostles taught on Pentecost Sunday. It is all too hard … to quit being a slave to the man and become a servant of God. If you do that, then you lose ALL your friends. You lose all your jobs that depend on taking from others so you can surround yourself with worthless trinkets. You lose all the respect of sinners who see you as a turncoat, simply because you start telling everyone, “You’re going the wrong way!” To serve God you have to have your newfound FAITH be tested, which comes through persecution, even to the death of your big fat ego, with ridicule, rejection, and hostility tempting you to give up God and come back into the sheepfold of Satan. Satan’ slick willy tongue will tickle an ear and neck as a delight welcomed during hard times. But then a weak soul can become like Cain, wallowing on the ground so the legless serpent can whisper sweet NOTHINGS that assuage the ego, “It’s okay baby. Just try a little sin and it will all go away.” That is what today’s teachers have become. Their authority comes from a bad place. And that is why we are coming to the end of an age, one that loves Big Brains. So, that is why it is important to see Jesus’ sermon on the mount as RELEVANT TODAY.
R. T. Tippett