A bump in the land


Let us gather together to build a mound.  Let us amass all our knowledge regarding God.  Summon all the men who have understood, to be gathered together and place what they know, to build this mound.  Let us reach to antiquity and to the coming of our Lord.  Gather all that is cherished.

When the mound is complete let us put on golden shining cross atop it.  Then let us retreat for 30 miles, that we may appreciate the size of our understanding. 

Would it be impressive?  Yes.  But all the knowledge of man in regard to the living God is nothing more than a bump of sand in the Sahara Desert.

By His Grace

From death to birth


The Lord is utterly unlike man.  There is an “other” who is the inverse of the living God.  If God is not utterly unlike man, yet has spoken that his son will be the Son of Man, what is the disparity between the living God and this “other”?

It is true that the Lord’s children have once known this “other”.  But in the way of producing the fruit of children, we know him no longer.  Now we produce the fruit of children that honors the One who has purchased.  We say, with proof in our souls, “I may know of him, but I no longer know him.”

” Flesh gives birth to flesh.  But the Spirit gives birth to spirit.”

By His Grace

Do you think he’s happy?


His desire was to be given to another.  He was not fit to retain his post.  He has walked in the holiest of places and the memory remains within him.  Now he treads in a land of sweat, with the promise of far worse to come.  Do you think he’s happy?

Once, with all of heaven in his grasp he walked where he pleased.  Praise adorned him for the beauty God has given him.  Mystery was revealed.  And love was showered.  Then he was happy.  But he was not satisfied with what was given.

Now he is darkness in a land of darkness.  His name is equal to all that is stench.  He has heard his condemnation and it weighs upon his mind.  Do you think he is happy?

He is the father of lies.  What should his children think of the name they inherit?   His house is desolate; no warmth or shiny objects.  Do you think he’s happy?

He will reach out in the severest of anger.  All who submit to His wiles will suffer intensely.  His own will be gathered together with him.  And destruction will be his crown.  Do you think he’s happy?

By His Grace

Sleep


There are times when the Lord’s words and his company are so delectable that I cannot bear to sleep.  I am not alone. 

There was a young man mentioned in the book of Acts.  The believers had gathered in one place to listen to the Apostle Paul teach about the gospel.  Sometime during the teaching the boy fell asleep.  He had been perchd in a window, and when he fell asleep he fell out to the street below and died.

The Lord had mercy to show the believers his great glory.  He raised the boy back to life.

I am of the body, for that is where I currently reside.  There are tasks coming which will require a refreshed body.  But my soul never sleeps.

If this is the case for me while I am in the body, as it has been so for millions, what will it be for eternity?  For now we perceive as if in shadows, yet we  find our hunger so deep that we are tempted to avoid bodily necessity.   But when we arrive before his beautiful face, the only necessity will be to love Him.

Oh beautiful God, who crowns my soul, all praise is yours to be.  Your words are life and breath and hope.  I pray you bless my sleep.

“You must go.”  I don’t want to go.  But even these words are life; for when I am rested my service to you and they is more complete.

By His Grace