Monthly Archives: December 2015

Stability, the Fragrance of Love

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Night or day, rain or shine, storm or tranquil afternoon; I carry within me a Spring time born of eternity.  The Love of God in Christ Jesus plays out in my heart and mind without ceasing. 

This love is like a musical waterfall of exquisite emotions, thoughts, doings and experiences.  It’s no more a religion then the beautiful explosion of love between the young man and a woman, his new found lifelong best friend.

God’s love causes me to smell the colors of the world around me.  He shows me the dance of sound in the fabric of air.  Words, all words, become living creatures as the Word of Life comes near to caress with truth.

I am useless to man.   The Living promise has finally caught me in an eternal embrace.  I tried to pay attention to the things that matter most to men, but fail miserably and often .The beautiful patience of God stoked a fire in me to make him blessed with his desire.

All of this, and vastly more, gives me reason to ponder the definition of love among men.  So very much is made of the love between a man and a woman.  Books, songs, poetry, movies, and all the trinkets produced as a celebration of joy and longevity.  All this commotion for something that cannot possibly last.  The hurricane of reality sweeps down from the mountains to devastate the joy of first love between man and wife.  Most marriages disintegrate to a bond of friendship at best.  At worst, they disintegrate to nothing.

The captivating emotions of human love produce something similar to the love of God within his beloved ones.  But people are people.  They are everything but stable.  Greed, impatience, expectations, and everything associated with self begins to ruin first love’s beauty.  Eventually death takes it all away.

But how is it that so much is made of the love of man, which is so transitory, while virtually nothing is celebrated toward the love of God?  The love of God simply becomes a place to cry out for help when everything we wanted falls apart.

The Coming Consumption

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Inheritance is the wine.
Social order is the aging wine skin.

It’s nearly time to pour out the contents.
Lest the wine skin burst in a great torrent.

Grapes do not drink wine.
It is the caretakers who consume.

The wine does not know it is contained.
It only perceives itself as preeminent.

Still, the delicacy of human tradition will be poured out for consumption.
Each caretaker to consume his portion.

Who, among men, give this considerable thought?

That Illogical Challenge

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I remember the old challenge of the schoolyard bully, “Are you calling me a liar”  (That was said to me many times).  The only thing you could say and possibly avoid a beating, was nothing.

If your answer was no, you let him live without any repercussion.  He smelled weakness already.  You were going to get your butt beat.  If you said yes he found justification to do the same thing.

But the school yard is no detainment facility for bullies.  They graduate and move on into life.  I see them everywhere.  I even see reasonable people use their tactics.  It doesn’t matter: their social upbringing,  their age, or what possible justification they might imagine.  People will vent their hatred on anything they don’t understand.  And they absolutely abhor any other man telling them they’re wrong.

Let anyone challenge homosexuality and the challenger becomes a putrid stench.  Regardless what the godless say in response, they use the same challenge.  “Are you calling me a liar?”

This is their time.  Isn’t it?  They get to plot and rant and rave about everything wicked.  And there’s nothing any of the so-called weak can do about it.  Fine.  It’s your party.

Honestly I look so forward to leaving this place forever.  Jesus has put in me a desire for truth.  I wouldn’t have desired truth but the Lord had mercy to grant me that wisdom.  I yearn to leave behind these stupid idiotic challenges, in which neither side can win.

Yes the bully injures himself every single day he draws breath.  But he also spreads his venomous and innocuous “pride” to everyone he meets.

Look and see how he is praised for challenging truth.  “What a grand and brave soul to come out of the closet against the Most High God (and the people who love the Lord).  See how immensely he is praised.  I yearn to praise the Living God’s Holy Son.

No Punishment?

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They say, “Look I have lied and nothing has come of it.  God has not punished me.  I am perfectly sound of body and mind”.

By this they go about lying without fear of punishment.  Could it be that the punishment is not physical?  Could it be that the punishment comes in the way of denial; that the Glory of God is distant from them?

They lie because it is their nature.  And the transforming power of God to be faithful to truth is distant from them.  But they don’t see this.

Their eyes are on the things of this world.  They expect the things of God to appear in the same way that a man will appear. 

God is Spirit, man is flesh.  But the day will come when every man is no longer flesh.  On that day everyone will appear before the Most High God and receive the just and full punishment for his wickedness.

By their lack of punishment, men even have gone so far as to say there is no God.  But look how blind they are to what is forever.  Look how they fail to to take into consideration that God has never lied, from forever to forever he is true.

There is the gospel; the sacrifice of Christ Jesus for every liar.  But let this article simply point out our need for the gospel.  The words of Christ are not far from us.  Go and search them out.

Chaos with legs

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The terrorist comes not for me. 

He comes to serve his “god”, you see.

With chaos bent t’ward bloody intent

He feeds his soul on Hells strong vent.

For death and destruction he is meant.

But Christ is more!

CHRIST IS MORE!

My sins he bore!

They cannot have my soul!

You Do It!

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I think about the tragedy of lives wasted for no reason.  I’m no brain surgeon, but doesn’t this make perfect sense?

Nothing’s going to change in this pathetic and wicked world until you do!