Man invented paints so he could capture his own image and make it last for centuries.  God has clothed eternity with his own majesty which never fails or fades.  Vibrant colors with living shades adorn all of heaven.  While man perfected acrylic on some gravity ridden surface.

Man works to invent robots.  All the while the living God is surrounded by creatures too beautiful for words.  Man has learned to mutate sounds so that his ear might hear things never heard before.  While the voice of God is like the sound of many rushing rivers.

Man worries himself nearly to death over fighting diseases and sickness of every kind.  His boasting can be heard from sea to shining sea for every grain of progress he makes.

Meanwhile, all of heaven is inhabited by creatures whose bodies have never even known decay.  And if boasting is ever heard it is to boast of the glory of the God who made them.

What should you expect to gain, you who try to bring down God to your level.  How is God like us?  He is all together unlike us.  Yet men rail against him all day long; making jokes in endless stream.

You will receive your proper do on the day when he brings you before his throne.  There you will give account for every idle word you have ever spoken.  Every evil thought you possess is like fuel for the fire that will consume you.

We are all deserving of eternal punishment because we have treated the Holy One with disdain.  We have been violent and have hated him for no reason.  Look how he has even prepared salvation for us, his enemy.  We have taunted  him by using his Holy Son’s name in vain.  But the living God intends a different meaning to that name.

Come away from the stench that is man.  Approach the living God with confidence for this is the day of salvation.  Confess your evil before him and accept His loving forgiveness. 

I stopped for fuel at Beaver Dam.  I went inside to get coffee and there was a state trooper  in there.

I asked him if he wanted to trade hats.  He said I would get a lot of questions if I had his.  I told him people would run away if he had mine.  We decided not to trade

Someone might say, “If I’d  been there I would a stuck up for Jesus”!

Are ya doing it now, pilgrim?

In any liquor joint there’s always a last call.  It doesn’t matter how much money you have (or don’t).  It doesn’t matter how much fun your having.  It doesn’t matter how drunk you are.  And it doesn’t matter whether you want to leave or not.  It’s the last call!

God has said there is a last call.  Ready or not here he comes.

From folly comes warnings.  Wisdom is made clearest when standing next to fools.   If it were not for fools, the world would lack 1/3 its literary works.

From anguish comes exquisite melody.  As if one squeezes fruit for its sweet nectar.   If it were not for anguish the world would lack 1/3 of its literary  works.

From death comes the deepest of introspection.  Because of death, horrible sufferings are endured, and men garner inspiration.  If it were not for death the world would lack 1/3 of its literary works.

God has written the outline of His Son’s Glory.  Every story, song, and experience will contain that outline.  The obedience of Jesus fulfilled the entirety of all the literary works of man.  The story finds completion in God’s Holy Son.

The door knob without a lock can be openned by anyone.  That means anything can get in anytime.   Why have a door at all?

Lock your soul for the Lord.  Ask before opening.   Be selective of what’s inside and you’ll fair far better.