If all we do is occasionally look up at God how might that be interpreted?  Perhaps the sins of the man have overcome him and he cannot speak for fear.  Perhaps it is a simple longing and desire that God were real.  How can either be fulfilling to the Lord?

It is better to share a deep and burning desire for holiness with him.  In this we do not just look to heaven, we reach.  And we do not just reach to the end of our arm.  But with all of our might we are up on tiptoe.   Stretching every joint of our body. Reaching out our fingers that the last scale of skin might be found desiring Him!

“Interpret that, dear lord, interpret that!

Standing with the radiant Glory of God blazing in the distance he found himself pining away for what no longer exists.   “Oh, that I might drive my beautiful car through Autumn leaves on a sunny day”!

There are no cars, leaves, sunny days, or pleasures in Hell.  There is only longing unfulfilled.  

At that immeasurable distance, beneath the glowing radiance of God’s Glory, the people of God find themselves immersed in unexpected joys and pleasures which cannot fade.  Longing has been cast into Hell.  Peace and joy now fill their hearts and minds.

Fill your soul with the promise of God in Christ Jesus.  Leave these rusting pleasures while you still can make that choice.  When the day closes around us we are sealed forever.  What we desired becomes what we are eternally.

God has spoken truth.  Both promise of horrors and joy are real.  He cannot lie.  Please allow wisdom to come to the surface.

By His Grace

Good morning Lord.

Father, by my very nature I am an offense to other men.  For I, like them, have needs in this place of limit.  It is impossible that my life should not offend someone.  This cannot be helped. It will be as if we all reach for the same last piece of bread.

But my soul is filled with desire for You.  By this I become an offence to many.  I would not have it any other way, Lord Jesus.  And I am filled in such a way that this desire spills out all day long.  So be it.

I cannot cease the first offense unless I leave this place.   And I will not trade the second offense for any reason,  for when I leave the first I am with You.

Only, help me please, that the offences belong entirely to them.  You are filled with wisdom and power.  Cover me with the portion You are willing to give me.  Let me witness and serve out of Your pure heart.

I have said “good morning” as best I can.   I will wait to witness His reply.  And will count the blessings on my pillow.

By Your Grace.

I listen to a preacher say that lot did Abraham wrong by taking the greener more lucrative pasture.  I’m afraid, dear Sir, I have to defer.

Lot: took the easy road.  For that he did not develop the muscles and the strong skin as did Abraham.  He became captive in a wicked city.  While Abraham remained free to follow the Lord’s will.

Sin and sinners take the easy road.  And that’s where lot found himself living.  Because of his choice lot lost his wife.  While Abraham  buried his loving wife under a special tree.

Take the easy road if that pleases you.  By the lesson I learned here I will strive to endure.  May God grant wisdom where we lack.

Many things truth says can cut very deeply.  And it is foolish to deny that truth is a double edge sword.  The one who speaks about truth is just as likely to be cut  as the one who hears.  Nevertheless we are compelled to teach what we learn, or at least what we have heard.

Our inability to walk as God commands us will find its root in our willingness to listen.  Even though we have not yet heard the call to higher obedience,  we have certainly heard the call to lesser obedience.   If we had learned our lesson well before, we would find our ears willing to hear the next command.

The obvious question must then be asked.  It does no good for me to ask you the question.  Nor is it profitable that I should be asked by anyone.  For the answer must appear in action, not in words.

Are you living up to what you have already learned?

All day long the godless accuse God’s people of every wicked thing done among men.  We are counted with human waste by people who claim to “love one another”.  So be it.  If we believed the same lies they do we would not be counted as trash.  Yet, if they will come and learn from our Lord they will also become counted as trash.

Come.  Taste the Lord who died at your hands.  Come.  He is willing to forgive and transform you from accusing murderers to godly disciples.   Why die?  Why remain as a child of the father of lies?  Come die with us in His Holy name.