Daily Archives: July 16, 2014

From near miss to victory

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You nearly consumed my day with sorrow.

I prepared for you.  I dressed myself in the most beautiful of things.  I allowed myself to imagine how you would receive me. Thus I presented myself to see your willing face.

To my sorrow, you would have nothing of what I offered.  And in my extended leaving I sought wisdom for my compassion.

The Holy Lord has shown me what is true.  And though compassion remains toward you, it is tempered by a hatred for your stone cold heart.

“Ignorance is bliss!”  Is this not a saying of men?  You consider me a threat because I threatened your perceived peace; a peace that will surely evaporate in a puff as you stand before the Most High God.

Foolishly I considered you innocent!  But among men there is no such thing before God.

Whereas before I felt sorrow, now my soul is incensed at the hardness of your heart.

But you have done me a great service.  For as I was about to side with the plight of men, you have inadvertently shoved me toward the love of God.

Compassion remains, for it is the will of God to save.  But kin to his compassion, is righteous judgement.

None will escape by virtue of ignorance!  None will escape by blaming others.  God has spoken and it will not be taken out off the way, “All men are without excuse.”

Compassion tells you the only way out is readily available now.  His name is Jesus, the Excellent and Holy Son of God.

In him you live and move and have your being.  As the nature of God is displayed openly in all creation.

You can easily read his Holy words in a book they call the Bible.  They are living words that can transform your soul.

Add to these the testimony of his people among you.  That testimony you spurn by the hardness of your heart.

So be it Lord Jesus, come quickly!

The Salve

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I am always amazed when it appears.  For the greater part of my life I never even knew it was.

It is a pain that does not have words, even from the one who has it.  Instead it is audibly expressed in sighs and moans.  There are no words given to men to describe its origin.

The heart aches, and there is no medicinal cure.  The pain remains, though there is short lived relief.

Doors are barred shut!  Pride takes his stance against humility.  Wounded and hardened hearts refuse the salve that can heal them.

This remedy I carry.  Yet who will even ask?  And when it is offered it is refused without thought.  An up right palm says “;No”.

If even one asks and receives there are billions more waiting.  So it was with the Lord, so it is with him now, so it is with me.

“Nain”, the Pleasant Land

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You think you are dead.  You look back with horror at the things you have done.  You take stock of the sum of your life, and find no beauty in it.

You are rightly afraid of the sin you have loved so much.  It will indeed consume you, even unto the second death.  But I tell you there is hope.

There is one approaching this land of what men call pleasant.  In your recognition of failure you are the dead and only son of a widow.

The life of men is like a wife whose husband is dead.  They are widows of righteousness; helpless to provide for themselves.  The mercy of God is hidden from them, for they have loved all things that are not God’s.

He has compassion on her, as she cries with unquenchable tears.  Let Him come close.  Let Him touch the coffin of your folly.  He will speek to you, “Child of demise, I say to you, awake.”

You will wake and be revived.  Not by your own strength, but by the will of God to be compassionate.  And you will not wake to return to a life of demise.  You will be purchased for the sake of life eternal.

Does your hollow heart think these words are useless dribble?  Do the tears you cry cloud these words to obscurity?

Read for yourself the compassion of God in Christ Jesus His Holy Son.  You will find the story in Luke chapter 7 verses 11 through 17.

I testify to you as one who was dead.  I tell you these things are true because I now live.

I was once like you; lost in horror at the sum of my life; dead to hope.  I now live in comparatively blazing difference.  All of this because the Lord had mercy on a dead man.

The hope I have is living and active.  It is impossible for God to lie.  I have received his promise and it does not disappoint.

Call out to him with what belief you can render.  Reach deep inside, and continue to call out with what strength you can find.  In due time, according to his excellent wisdom, he will lift you up.  Only dare to believe.

Foster Child

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In the language of men there are the words, “Foster Children”.  The meaning of the phrase is to embrace, teach. love and include. 

Ideally such children are brought into a family because they have been considered as human trash.  Their prior value was nothing more then to be disposed of on a heap of hatred and abuse. 

With all hope, they are included into a new family and caused to prosper.  With all hope, in time they will forget that they were hated by the very ones who ignored their obligation to love them.

So it should be with our love and craving for God.