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You don't know the reason??? Throughout the bible, from the very first offense in the garden--animal sacrifice is what pointed to Jesus. It is what all patriarchs and later priests did. How can you not know?
Abel offered up what he was supposed to, he obeyed God. Cain did not. You do not see that? You think we are making something up when it is glaringly obvious??? Cain wanted to do his own thing instead of what God said. He did not know God--and sin was laying at his door.
You're assuming that because God required animal sacrifices at other times that it automatically applies to Cain and Abel, but there is nothing anywhere in that part of scripture that says anything about that being the reason. Remember what he said in Hosea 6:6 "“I don’t want your sacrifices—I want your love; I don’t want your offerings—I want you to know me."
If I were to assume anything, I would assume that Cain had a heart problem and it really wasn't about the physical offering at all.
So no, it's not glaringly obvious.
You think we do not know our God? I know Him, not just about Him. Throughout my past He has been there, even through my anger He was with me. These past 2 years He was right beside me. I went to surgery 2 years ago in Jan. I did not wake up from it. I went into a 2 month coma, on a ventilator. All I remember about it is this----I was in a dream--in a room full of water all the way to the ceiling, I was trapped in a very thick white and green net that I was desperately trying to pull apart to get out and could not. I could not breathe--all of a sudden, I stopped struggling. I said--"whatever you want, Lord, whatever you want." It did not matter, alive or dead--whatever He wanted. I felt the most enormous sense of peace I have ever felt in my life. I felt totally wrapped in the arms of God, I just felt like I had melted into them, and I could breathe and I fell asleep and everything went black. I believe that is when I died. Next thing I know, I am waking up in a hospital bed and I was told it was 2 months later.
I had to go to rehab to learn how to sit up in bed, how to stand, how to take a few steps, hold a glass of water and brush my teeth. I knew He was with me and I got well.
My husband had not been hopeful. He just knew I was going to die and he lost hope and went back to drinking--for 3 months he did nothing but drink. By the time he realized I was coming home, it was too late. The damage had been done. when I came home it was to a man without hope and sick to nearly death. I was at first angry that God brought me back just to see this. I was devastated, but clung to my God. It took about a year--my husband getting sicker and sicker and he went into the hospital for 2 months. During those 2 months he came close to death 6 times, including a total cardiac arrest. Each time, God brought him out of it. I just kept praying that my husband would give his heart to the Lord. Finally they could do no more for him, he came home under hospice. He came in asking for 3 things--a smooch, a coke, and of all things---prayer! I did all of them. I read the bible to him frequently and then I asked him if he would give his heart to God, he said --quite frustratedly--I don't know how. I had him repeat the sinners prayer after me. I knew he was just repeating words, but then all of a sudden, he just broke through praying aloud on his own and I knew he meant it! I had prayed for that moment for 28 years.
At one point, either before or after this. I felt a very strong presence--a dark thing, ugly and scary and I grabbed my bible and started reading aloud, very loud. I kept reading and it left, I felt it was a demon come to try to take him before he could give his heart to God. Didn't work.
He was home for only 2 days. On the 2nd day, as I held him in my arms, he looked up at me smiled peacefully and died. But I was overjoyed that he had died not just in my arms, but with the arms of God wrapped around us both. Next we meet, he will no longer have that horrible thirst.
He has stayed with me throughout my trails after his death. I qualified for a loan that paid over 45,000 towards my mortgage reducing my payments by half. I just have SS benefits. I can now stay in my home. If I stay in this home for 5 years, I do not have to pay back the loan---they write it off!!!
My God is an awesome God. His Holy Spirit has led me through many trials and I have no doubt of Him and nothing can sway me away. Throw whatever rocks you want.
Rom 8:37 Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.
Rom 8:38 For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come,
Rom 8:39 Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
I believe you, and I know many SDA in person who I have no doubt love Jesus with both their minds and hearts, and so I am not in this discussion with you to throw stones. I strongly disagree with parts of SDA doctrine as you know, but that doesn't mean that I believe all SDA are condemned because they feel an obligation to be under law. I do very much believe that part of Christ's purpose was to set us free from the burdens of the laws of sin and death and that as Christians, we are already proclaimed "not guilty" of it.
I also do not believe in "once saved always saved" because that takes away our choice to intentionally and willfully reject God's grace, but I don't believe losing our salvation is as easy as finding out you've been worshiping God on the wrong day of the week. We should be worshiping God *every* day and our hearts and minds with him all the time.
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