“Of course! It’s so simple a child could do it”


You have no peace.  You are at peace only when a time of peace comes to visit.  Otherwise, your entire life is in a constant turbulence.

So simple to repair a turbulent life.  Such an easy thing to rectify.   Surrender to the Living God’s will.  Accept the Son of God and stop your doubting.   That’s it!  No more needs to be said.

The will of God is light


It is no burden to do the will of the living God.  He blesses and grants according to His will.  Those who do His will are not under burden.  In fact those who do the will of God find themselves free to fly.

Those who perceive the will of God as a burden are weighted down by the sins of Satan.  They are chained by the very foundations of hell.  Unless they secure salvation from the Lord Jesus they will remain chained there forever.

Are you set free by the salvation of Jesus?  You can tell by your perception of doing the will of God.  Is it sweet to you to lose the things of this?  Or does it appear intolerable that you should not have what you want?

This is not written to condemn you.  This is crafted to wake you up.  If you read this there is hope.  But you must desire him. 

Do you believe what was written in the Holy Book , those words about condemnation and salvation?  Read them again let them spur you want to a desire.

Wisdom gives as wisdom decrees


Grant understanding to one who craves it not, and you have just handed them death.

So it will not be given to that wicked lot, even to their very last breath.

To beat a dead horse, for what possible gain?

It’s not in their hearts, godly knowledge to retain.

Blighted crop


18 “And after these things I saw another angel come down from heaven, having great power; and the earth was lightened with his glory.

2 And he cried mightily with a strong voice, saying, Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen, and is become the habitation of devils, and the hold of every foul spirit, and a cage of every unclean and hateful bird.”

Look!   See the blight of lazy among the people!  They want to want.  Senseless abaondon fills their days.  They produce nothing but vapor.  Where is the expected crop?

Our crop of babies cannot produce for The Lord.  The very plants they grow on are stunted, misshapen, diseased, and futile.  The farmer has watched as His bounty has shrunk.  One gathers where it had taken a hundred.

Demons now inhabit what should belong to Useful.  Who remains to drive them back?  If he drove them out, who would be grateful?   The riches of man have encased their lust.  And it has been granted to them to gorge their obese souls.  Fill up to full on those things forbidden!  Your desire is granted.  Eat!  Eat!  Eat!

Godless and wanting, they are pushed to that day of vengence.  Like the in coming tide drowns those who do not watch.  So it will swallow them up.  Who has watched?  Who even asked?  Who will have power to save?  Who has desired salvation?

Bold, be understanding


Some minister in the name of Christ without His marks of holy authority.  Even the world can point them out.  These blend in, hoping to become “change agents” in society.  But change into what? 

Perhaps they envision a world unafraid of the name Jesus.  What stupidity.  Latin America has already arrived where that plan will lead.  And, as a nation, they are no better for it.

To ridicule them is like shooting paint ball guns;  hours of fun and lots of color.  But to no apparent satisfactory result.

The ministry of The Gospel of Christ Jesus will stand out clearly.  It cuts through the fog of lies.  Wasting words and time explaining are not hall marks of the Lord’s conversations.  Boldness, fearlessness, wisdom, patience and love work as one within those works of God among men…look for them. 

Search them out.  They are here among us.  You have His Holy promise.  “For where two or three have gathered together in My name, I am there in their midst.”  Ask, seek, knock and the door will be opened for you.  Only do not settle for lies or ease.

By His Grace

The painter


I rise and clear my weak old eyes.  I look and see what cannot be seen.  I shut my eyes and blinding Glory passes by.

In a flash I perceive what I did not expect or know to ask.  Jesus has touched me once again.  He says, “Paint what you see”. 

What have I seen in the flash of a moment?  I have seen more than I have time to write.

I have asked, as is expected, for my family to appear with me as I arrive before Him.  He will do what perfect wisdom dictates.  

I ask for a companion in this ministry He has granted.  But I am shown how sufficiently He better fills that role.  Look at how long it takes to place these imperfect words.  They are less than a shadow of what He spoke, for they are void of that loving touch from Him. 

Folly tripped me up.   I should have known.  Yet He patiently teaches.  Were He to grant a partner where would understanding be to converse one hour of the things He imparts in the blink of an eye?  He is fully wise.  I will gladly accept His wise direction.

I have painted like a surrealist.   Can you make out the objects?  Picasso has portrayed better this world of known.  But with what shall we explain one slice of aspect from Heaven?  No, I am to paint so as to intice.  It is not given nor expected that I should unravel mysteries.

Turn!  Turn to the Lord of Life and LIVE!  With Him alone is found the definition of “Love”. 

By Jesus,  the Holy Son of The Living God I have painted.

By His Grace.