Monthly Archives: July 2014

The Sum of Life

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All men are earnest in the things they believe are true.  Left alone, they will defend their beliefs to the grave.

To the man who rises in the morning to compete and to overtake his fellow man; this man believes his way is the sum of life.

To the woman who wakes with pains of utter depression; this woman believes that her way is the sum of life.

To all the men and women who wake to false religion; these believe their way is the sum of life.

The majority of people are earnestly wrong.  But I testify to you, in truth, that I know the True Sum of life.

The proud will say I think too highly of myself.  The downtrodden will consider me as if I am delusional.  To all of you I will say this, “What if I am right?”

If you were to examine your ways closely, and with truth, you would find them full of fault and unable to take you any farther than the grave.  But I stand firmly entrenched in confidence that I know the way to life.

I have not stumbled across this great wealth of understanding, as if a man may stumble across a 300 pound nugget of gold in an open field.  No.

This understanding, and life I now live, was granted to me by the Holy Lord of life through his Beautifully Holy Son Jesus.  What I know has been received from he who freely gives.  And he offers these things to all men who will humble themselves before his Holy Throne.

Do you want me to say more?  Do you want me to just shut up?  My friend I can not care what you want.

The wisdom of God within me says I have said enough.  The wisdom of God within me has compelled me to say what is sufficient.  If I said more, those who hate God would not care.  If I said more, I would take the place of God for those who would seek.  I have said sufficiently enough.

Conspicuous Places

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Dear Christians:

Are you aware of your place in eternity even now?  I speak to those who struggle, through violence, to attain those things which Christ holds in his hand.  For we know about a violence that does not leave marks on the body.

You have heard about the great cloud of witnesses.  Are you aware that their number is not fully comprised of holy servants of God?

These unholy witnesses were present at the crucifixion of our Lord.  They incited the crowd to riot at the burning and torture of our brothers and sisters.  And they have caused a maligning of the way throughout history.

You may be sure they watch us even now.  Every Christian’s weakness is well known.  But so is the strength of our Holy Lord.  And now is our day to bring him glory.

As we have been encouraged before, I bring it again to the forefront.  As we serve our Lord with all the faithfulness we can muster, it is good to remember that we walk in highly conspicuous places.

The Little Boy

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In his striving to understand, man finds himself woefully lacking in wisdom.  By this perceiving, a man is forced to humility.  Pride grows tall on ignorance; a fertilized garden for weeds.

Shall we then make no attempt to understand?  Shall we close our lips lest our ignorance be revealed?  How should such a thing be, when all men are of the same stock?

The folly of men will judge other men.  By all means then, judge me.  Read my words and point your finger.  What is that to me?

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I am but a little boy. 

My understanding is so small.

So I gladly display my severe lack. 

That my God maybe great in all.

Winter

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Holy Father I thank you for your majestic wisdom.  You tell us truly, that we are all without excuse before you.  For the things you have made, and the place where we live, testifies brilliantly of your Holiness.

You have caused all men to consider these things.  Not one man lives, but that he considers the nature of the place you have caused him to live.

You have written this way in unmovable stone, and it will not be taken out of the way.

Sovereign Father, by the mercy of your Holy Son, I come to you for explanation.  In your righteous expectation we are to understand and to obey.  So I am right to expect an answer.

In all that you have done, creating this place. you have made all things as they appear.  You are righteous Holy Father.  Therefore what you have done is what must be done.  But I have failed to grasp the meaning of Winter.

I understand that you are pure and pure light; the Light of righteousness, life, holiness and eternity.  And so you have made the snow to fall pure and white, virgin and innocent.

Your righteousness is deadly to all that stands against you.  For sin cannot appear before your Holy Throne.

In my imagination I perceive that the heat of our judgment to be burning and endlessly hot.  Yet with all that could be we find things as they are.

My mind is betrayed by a lack of understanding.  How is purity that appears in the coldest and deadliest of times?  Yet it does not appear in the time of heat.

It is not possible that this can make no sense.  It is therefore the weakness of my mind to fail to understand.

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In the purity of winter man is forced to rest on the previous days of labor.  It is a time of extensive difficulty.

If he has prepared well, survival is guaranteed, but for the weakness of flesh in disease and sickness.  But if he has failed to provide, during the time if necessary labor, difficulty will increase even unto death.

To venture into the purity provided, a man must be properly clothed.  Anything less then what is appropriate will surely demand too much.

It is a time of forced rest.  The time of preparation is past.  It is the severest season of testing.  And brilliant purity will force it on all.

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You are Holy and true.  You have set a place which is unavoidable to all men.  You will command and we will appear before you.  The labors of our days will be tested.

If we have prepared in your Holy Son, we are dressed in his pure clothing to protect us from the onslaught of your judgement.  But who can stand that day without your loving compassion?

It is a time of abject horror for those who have not considered its demands.  And no man can provide for himself the things that are necessary.

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Hide me in your majestic shadow Sovereign Father.  Dress me with the strength of your Holy Word, even Jesus your Holy Son.  Have mercy for my weakness.  I appeal to you by your promises. 

You are True, Holy, Righteous, Pure, Eternal, and your compassion is endless.  I run to you, that you may burn away to things that are displeasing.  That what remains may live.

All my letters are signed, “By His Grace”.  You taught me to do this many years ago.  May my soul appear before you with that signature.  For salvation belongs exclusively to God the Father and God the Holy Son.

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.