Monthly Archives: March 2011

A twig of Flame.

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I woke and rekindled the fire.  And as my bones warmed, I pondered the fate of the tree before me.  At one time it was a sprout.  What happened to that tree, and what went on around it, only God knows.  But the time came when it was cut down.  Perhaps a man cut it down.  Perhaps God’s will in the wind and age has cut it down.  But now it serves it’s final purpose: to enrich the life of other things.

Are we not like trees in that sense?  Yet, we are so unlike that tree.  For the tree never complained regarding what it was asked to endure.  Nor was it’s sickness or cutting down a source of complaint.  “Like a lamb He was led to the slaughter”. 

I say to myself, “Come on now!  Can’t you endure even one minute without a thought of complaint?”  Am I a servant of the Most High God?  Am I willing to be led to the slaughter for the sake of His Holy will and the sake of those who will benefit from His work in me?  I am frustrated by self.  Nothing built by man will survive the coming judgment.  May I learn to live under the rule and will of my God!

Father, please bless Your servant that he might serve You with a faithfulness born of Your will. 

By His Grace.

10 Minutes.

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Take any 10 minutes from your life.  I’d advise the latest 10.  Because they are the ones you will remember best.  Now take time to write what you did, everything you did.  Take time also to write about your surroundings; sounds, sights, feelings, and thoughts.  Now write the why of what you have done and experienced.  Consider your past which brought you to those 10 minutes.  Write about your past and the past of those who have influenced you as you came upon these 10 minutes.  And if you have any more time in your life, write about what will come about because of these 10 minutes.

As we consider the magnitude of such writings, our mind becomes a fog with information.  No man can write the volume of information that comes from our last 10 minutes.  Yet God can.  He does, and will know you.  And, to add to His Majesty, He does this for every person who has ever lived.  Not to mention those yet unborn.  And He does this accounting in the blink of an eye.  How marvelous is God! 

So, if we can’t account (even by virtue of the limit of our time on earth) for a measly 10 minutes of our lives, why do we bother to judge the 10 minutes of other’s lives?  Are we not told to refrain from judging?  And isn’t this the reason?  What do we know, even of ourselves?  We are a flash in eternity.  Yet look at the complexity of our “flash”.

By His Grace.

God’s Voice

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The Sovereign God of Glory,

if He spoke one word to you.

You would wither and die.

So He remains at a distance for your sake.

No man can bear the weight of guilt he has.

How’s that for patience.

When He spoke, the entire universe came to be.

How’s that for eloquence.

When He spoke to the Israelites, the mountain shook.

And fire consumed the top.

How’s that for power.

Yet see how much He loves you;

For He now speaks a barely audible whisper to His children.

How’s that for Grace.

Yet, when He speaks next in His normal voice to all which is created,

The entire creation will burn with a heat enough to melt the elements.

How’s that for finality.

Got ears on your head?

Got eyes in your head?

Got common sense about you?

Choose Jesus before the Father speaks, “Go”.

Thunder, lightning, smoke, and immediacy will ensue.

By His Grace.

75 Worms Saved From Near Death!

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There are differing forms of popularity.  The horrible criminal who’s name gets plastered in all the media.  Yea, he’s popular.  The hero who saved 75 worms from dehydrating on a hot sidewalk.  The media would make such a man a hero.  There’s the great leader of muskrats who brings them to their watering hole each day.  And let’s not forget about the rich man who bought two cars instead of being happy with one.  He’d make the front line news.  All those are goofy guys.  But they’d be popular alright.

But there is a popularity I havn’t given much thought to until lately.  It’s a matter of becoming popular because you’re one people love to hate.  While the whole world is busy trying to get along, there comes along someone who disagrees with the “one world” thingy.  He speaks out against satanism, materialism, the glorification of self, sexual immorality, and more.  Yea!   Now there’s gonna be some popularity goin on there!

Till they find a way to either kill him or shut him up in some deep hole in the ground.

By His Grace.

The Whispering Word.

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I am a whisper as you pass me by. 

Though the words I speak echo through time. 

If we met you’d turn away. 

Unless you too carry Him that way.

Upon a common thread we’d chat.

And sit the curb where people spat.

Not caring what our bodies share.

It’s He who’s word has brought us here.

 

By His Grace.

Hi! My Name is Dugefreed.

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Go to a gathering and you’ll meet people.  Well, isn’t that what gatherings are for?  And maybe you’ll meet Dugefreed.  That’s not really his name.  His parents actually named him Dougespinsman.  Seems he didn’t like that name.  Go figure.

But some will adopt a name for themselves which they think hides them, though they have no right to be called Christian.

by His Grace.