Monthly Archives: October 2014

Willoughby Wallaby

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A poem for my grandson Danny.

Willoughby, Wallaby, Sneaker, and Snore, cast off in two boats t’ward an elegant Shore.

Leaving behind their frail  hopes and weak dreams; risking it all to pursue The Great Scheme.

Willoughby Wallaby soon took the lead, flexing their muscles like white stallion steeds.

Sneaker and Snore barely took up their oar, considering labor a venomous bore.

Said Sneaker, “This work is is to hard for us two.  Let us hitch to your stern.  What say Double U?”

But word was sent back with a scowl and a snort, “Row as you can!  We’ve no time for your sort.”

Soon came a Breeze, gainst their bows, to drive back.  But Willoughby, Wallaby gave work no slack.

Sneaker and Snore soon rested their oar.  And let the breeze blow them straight back to their shore.

Back to their poverty.  Back to the stench.  Elegance not being worth muscles wrenched.

While Willoughby, Wallaby soon came in sight, of an elegant castle perched high on cliffs white.

A rope was found dangling on which they could climb.  Their great oar born muscles began t’ward sublime.

Reaching the summit, they were welcomed with good, and welcomed into their fine brotherhood.

The moral is sure to escape none who read:  You get what you pay for; you reap from your seed.

By His Grace

Looking Forward

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I prepare to start driving for the night.  As I sit and prepare my mind, I hear the whining of truck tires on the freeway.   I will soon be making the same noise.

The peace of God’s creation is split asunder by the works of men’s hands.  The night is carved by sounds of a day of darkness.   And there is shame in me as I sit in a peaceful place preparing for the war of noise.

How I look forward to the place where these things are not.  Where a man may walk eternally through the trees and listen to the smallest of breeze in their leaves.  The place where what God has created is appreciated far more than what a man’s hands may do.

You have secured a place for me, Holy Lord Jesus.  And not only me, but millions of others who love you.  Thank you for being the mercy of our God.  Thank you for the promise of eternal peace.  And this promise delivered to us even while we live in a wicked and unholy place.

May the will of God be done forever for He alone is good and true.  Amen.

By His Grace

It’s Nearly Time

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When man least expects it, God will send His Son to collect His people.  What will the world look like when man least expects a visit from the Holy Lord Jesus?

Across the whole world, all men will be distracted by the things of this world.  All but a very few will be watching and waiting.

Television, Internet, entertainment of various kinds, working for money, drunkenness, sexual immorality, pursuing education, building more and more buildings, planning their case as they take each other to court, immersed in glorifying the body of every possible way, marrying and giving in marriage, buying land and houses, cars, boats and planes.  The distractions of this world are endless.

But soon the trigger will be reached.  The Holy Father will give the command.  The Holy Son will move without the slightest hesitation.  Without a hint of mercy, Christ Jesus will appear with thousands and thousands of holy angels.

As quickly as it has appeared to men, it will subside.  Gone will be all who love him.  Those who remain, will now own the peace they desired; an entire world without the influence of the Holy Spirit.

What will be the nature of the world on that day?  Shall it be much more different than today?

How many families give thanks to God before they eat their meals together?  How many people wake up early in the morning to go find a quiet place to pray?  How many people live their lives according to the rule of Christ Jesus?  How many actively seek the Lord’s direction for absolutely everything they do?

Fewer and fewer, my friend

Those who believe in some alien creatures from another planet, are vastly more than those who worship the living God in Christ Jesus.  Millions attend a sporting event, but only a handful attend church.  And of those who attend the church, there are only a handful who live their faith throughout the week.

What is the world supposed to look like when the father finally sends His Son?

What may be even sadder than the great majority left behind, is how very few will even read this message.  And even worse than that, is how few of the few who read this will bother to tell someone else.

What must the world look like when the trigger is reached for God the Father to send His Holy Son?

Perhaps the baby is born tonight.  While all of you sleep, the last child of promise leaves the womb.  Perhaps the last Christian to be baptized, will emerge from the water tomorrow morning.  Perhaps the last “Amen” will be spoken in a prayer just before the crack of heaven, tomorrow night.

But go, go, go!  Go enjoy yourself while there’s still time.  Ignore these things as you have in the past.  How should this message make any difference?

Let those who are holy remain holy.  Let those who are vile remain vile.  Even so, Lord Jesus, come!

By His Grace

The Fly

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A twist on an old poem.

The Lord in His wisdom created the fly.

And then in his wisdom,
made us to wonder why.

By His Grace

News Flash!

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You’ve heard what the world calls news.  Have you heard what God calls news?

1 “But mark this: There will be terrible times in the last days. 2 People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, 3 without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, 4 treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God— 5 having a form of godliness but denying its power. Have nothing to do with such people.” (2 Timothy )

3 “Above all, you must understand that in the last days scoffers will come, scoffing and following their own evil desires. 4 They will say, “Where is this ‘coming’ he promised? Ever since our ancestors died, everything goes on as it has since the beginning of creation.” 5 But they deliberately forget that long ago by God’s word the heavens came into being and the earth was formed out of water and by water. 6 By these waters also the world of that time was deluged and destroyed. 7 By the same word the present heavens and earth are reserved for fire, being kept for the day of judgment and destruction of the ungodly.

8 But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day. 9 The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.

10 But the day of the Lord will come like a thief. The heavens will disappear with a roar; the elements will be destroyed by fire, and the earth and everything done in it will be laid bare.” (2 Peter 3)

By His Grace

Why Lose?

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If you think God is a series of do’s and don’ts, you don’t know him.  If you think obeying the Ten Commandments will make you a friend of God, you don’t know the gospel.  If you believe all the social hype about religion, you are blinded by a lie.

Rather than explain those three statements, I’ll just ask you to read the New Testament.  If you’re still confused, read it again.  And if you still don’t get it, read it one more time. 

The point is confusion isn’t necessary.  Keep reading it until you understand.  Because if you don’t understand, you’ll die.

By His Grace