Judgment


19 This is the verdict: Light has come into the world, but people loved darkness instead of light because their deeds were evil. 20 Everyone who does evil hates the light, and will not come into the light for fear that their deeds will be exposed. 21 But whoever lives by the truth comes into the light, so that it may be seen plainly that what they have done has been done in the sight of God.

 

We are not being called to judgment.  We are being called to an unjudgment.   The judgment against man has already been pronounced.  We are offered a way out through Jesus.  An important distinction.

Ownership


Jesus Christ!

Jesus Christ! (Photo credit: wormwould)

 

We say a man owns a business.  We say we own a house.  Slave masters have said they own people.  Or, we have said, “I own that!”  Really.

 

The way I see it no one owns anything but the Father in Heaven.  Angels owe Him their very existence.  So do demons.  Jesus owes His Glory to the Father.  A man owes his very breath to the Father.

In the picture here, that statue was burned to the ground by a strike of lightning.  I pass that place from time to time.  Who owned it?  Who owns it now?  And who owns the burnt piece of ground where it used to stand in that man made pool?  They say they intend to rebuild it.  Right…………

But if you want to slice and dice the matter:

 

Jesus owns the end result of every soul.

 

Justice


Only the serious know how to truly laugh

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Celebrate and feast, you world of the godless.  What great pains you contrive to hold the Lord of Life at the edge of the universe.  But He was here before you opened your tiny eyes.

Party, laugh, lie, and plot in vain.  For all that is God was from before the foundation of the world.  And all that is God will continue long after that last laugh is let loose from lying lips.

Corrupt, devastate, destroy and condemn, all you who strive to gain what you can’t keep.  While your busy, bloody, hands grasp at each others throats, the Glorious God of Righteousness, peace, freedom, and life, is planning your destruction.

Shed your tears, you who love the Lord. Let the belly convulse in sorrow at the plight of Righteousness among the wicked.  Sigh deeply, you who witness the heavens and remain on earth.  For your prayer of non-words is heard.  Raise those forgiven hands, you who plead for mercy.  For all that is holy will soon be yours.  Those who’s belly is craving true manna, your fast will not be in vain.  For the feast is coming when all is peaceful.  Where the joyful blast of perfect lips will proclaim the Glory of He who redeems His own.

The Weight of God


Heavy hearts, heavy clouds

Heavy hearts, heavy clouds (Photo credit: dhammza)

A heavy heart is not always a bad thing.  Knowing the Lord can cause a man to regret time spent idle when he should have been growing in understanding of the things of God.

Because of this heaviness, I find myself desiring to grow.  A desire rages inside that heavy heart like the center of a seed.  The shell of a seed is hard because it has to be.  It is protecting what is inside it.  Ain’t that why we call it a shell?  Perhaps that heaviness is a shell under attack from the soil.  It begins to rot so that the interior can burst forth.

Regardless, a heavy heart is not always a bad thing.

Why Write?


English: The Psalms scroll, one of the Dead Se...

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This morning I am wondering why I write these things.  Few read them, less care, most are irritated that I would point a finger so often and intently at sin.  Then I have relationships in my life to deal with.  There are many who do not subscribe to the harsh elements of the Lord’s teachings.  They would desire that the Lord simply save all mankind, regardless each man’s standing with sin or holiness.  It’s a puzzle to me why I continue to write.

One reason to write is that there are very few who will take a serious and active stand against the wickedness of man.  I would guess there are many reasons for that; shame, fear, unbelief, ignorance, and even a hatred for what is good.  So I write to fill the gap that they leave.

Another reason I write all these things is because they are true.  God has spoken all that man needs to know to be saved.  There are blessings to be had for those who listen to His warnings and obey.  And there are promises for those who remain in wickedness, unbelief, and hatred.  I will face Him soon enough, as will all men, and I don’t want to say, “I didn’t because . . .”

I write these things because of Elijah, Moses, Enoch, Gideon, Chuck Swindoll, Herman Wilson, Peter, Luke, Matthew, and the list can go on for a very long time.  They gave their lives, reputation, and earthly places for the Gospel.  Surely they pondered why they would risk everything for the sake of a message that few would hear, let alone respond favorably.

In the end, I write because the Lord Jesus is worthy of these words!  I do not write for me.  I write for the sake of my Lord, commander, and God.  May He bless the words with fruit as He sees fit.  In the mean time, I write.