“Keep your heads low!”  The commander commands from His place of Advantage.  Above the battle He commands.  What enemy enters His Holy Throne Room?

He has redeemed a people for Himself from among the throng.  He has set them in place to receive the onslaught.  He will draw out the enemy’s intent.  He will know the hearts of all.

“Keep your heads low!” Came the command from eternity.  Do not let pride become the rule by which you measure your salvation.  What you have received has been given.  No man owns anything good.  But raise your head in pride and it will risk the neck that holds it up.

“Keep your heads low!”  The harvest is afoot!  The sickle is swung at the will of He who is sent to harvest.  Let pride lift your head and you may well fall victim to the unyielding will of God.  In prayer we bow.  In service to the Holy One, our eyes are cast down before His Glory.  It is He who works among the throng.  A man is lifted according to the swing of death.  He rises at the will of God to perform The Enticing Beauty of God among men.

“Keep your heads low!”