Though I am the only one, I will speak the praises of God.
Though I am the only one, I will warn the wicked.
Though I am the only one, I will serve the Most High God.
For He is worthy of worship. And He provokes His people to Joy!
By His Grace.
Daily Archives: July 1, 2011
Sculpted from Flesh.
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It is God who gives the righteous their works. It is He, who lives forever, who creates His people. Among the nations the Lord is working. He is carving out a people for Himself. Praise the Lord, you righteous in the land. You are sculpted from flesh into a fragrant flower for the Lord. He is able to present you on that day with beauty and honor. Only humble yourselves as those who are being built by One Greater. Righteousness belongs to the Lord! And to Him only will all praise be given.
by His Grace.
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The Swatter is Coming.
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The fly buzzes my head. And he gives no thought that he is irritating me to violence. He does not notice as my hand reaches for the fly swatter. And he takes no notice of how I have dressed myself in patience for his destruction. I will wait for him to lite in a place of my convenience. Then I will unleash his end. What was tethered in patience will become a lightning end.
So it is with the wicked against the Lord. They give no thought of how irritating they are becoming to the Lord. They do not notice how their lives are headed toward a place the Lord has established, the place of their destruction. They speak and rail against Him while they take no notice of how He is dressed in an eternal patience. They are the ones who count the minutes. The Lord only counts for the sake of those who number, for eternity has no number of days. He waits for them to lay down in the dirt; their days spent in rebellion and hatred for His Righteousness. And then, He unleashes His perfect and Righteous Judgment upon the wicked.
By His Grace.
Psalm 36
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1 I have a message from God in my heart
concerning the sinfulness of the wicked:
There is no fear of God
before their eyes.
2 In their own eyes they flatter themselves
too much to detect or hate their sin.
Repent or Die.
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Rush Limbaugh, Sean Hanity, Glenn Beck, Mark Levine, and all the other “minor” pundants are all wrong. While the “Left” thrives on lies, the pundants of the “Right” thrive on half truths. So which is better if both are not complete?
God has established that man’s ways of sin will lead to a certain place. In the end it will be called Armageddon. But while in transit, man’s will is bound to appear in predictable fashion. You men holler from your perches. You scream and dance for the world. You think you are telling the truth as you point out what is wrong with the world today. You think you can predict where the world is headed. But you are not telling the people that God has ordained that man should endure the fruit of his sin and rebellion. You are not saying what is true. You are simply pointing out what’s wrong.
Then I hear you mention a possible remedy to our plight. You say that if we all band together we can stop this “train wreck” from derailing America. You do no one favors by saying these things. Not one man can correct the direction of mankind. Man is headed for a deadly encounter with the Most High God. And all you are saying is that we’re going that way because we didn’t try to stop it from happening. In this you speak a particle of truth. For each man is responsible for his own knees of humility. But you will not stop or avoid the clash of man against the Lord Most High.
What is the completion of the message you will never spout? “Repent or die”. This you will not tell the people. And so you will continue to dribble your partial truth. While millions will devour your words as if they were candy. And so the world will continue to spin right into the battlefield. Here it comes! It’s not far from every man. But there is a place where God will make that “final stand”. Since you will not say it, I will voice the words: “REPENT OR DIE”.
By His Grace.
I’m Not the King.
I presented a witness to you.
And you thought you mocked me.
I stood before you and spoke.
And you shot your hatred at my head.
I did not flinch, nor did my soul respond.
While the dust of your words passed me by.
I knew, without doubt, that those words you cast out,
Were not meant for one such as I.
The dust of your words left no trace upon me.
Every speck has landed somewhere else.
It is the Lord you’ve insulted.
I am only His messenger to your face.
And how foolish to dash the messenger,
Then turn and boast that you have killed the King.
By His Grace.
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