It seems to me unfair that in this life we can restart a failed task. For once we are born it cannot be taken back or done again. And once we die from this place we can never return.
It’s odd, that the two absolutes of our life are the beginning and end of so many restarts. It’s almost like everything in between is nothing but smoke and mirrors to obscure the inevitable.
By this the test is real. Will we love what is absolute and true, or will we succumb to the temporary lie?
Written on the ocean on March 2, 2017. But ever so eternally poignant.
The waves beat against the hull of the ship.
With a silent and determined anger;
With gluttony for autonomy,
They desire “unimpeded”.
See how the steel says, “No”.
See how they are forced to go,
Dissipated.
How the strength of their ruin is utterly devastated.
How, with present Will
pressed against them,
they turn to white frothing.
At the majesty they encounter;
They turn to –
Mere nothing.
Like they do as the wind whips them up,
in small measure
The sea is dotted with purity.
Yet:
With impassable Will
All is turned back.
“You will not pass.
I cannot relent.
I move through your midst,
My strength never spent.”
Be still!
Cease your work!
Bow to Me!
My people will pass
Speaks The Maker He.
Move Holy Spirit.
Move through my soul.
Be the ship that carries
The desire of Your own will.
As it has been from old.
Be in me the strength of your love.
Keep me on the
“Inward side.”
You got to this post across a certain trail. Stop a minute. Pick a rock. Have a seat. Let’s do a little traveling that doesn’t require legs.
I’ll tell you about the trail that brought me here. I was practicing guitar this morning using YouTube; A little Skip Ewing, a smidgen of Vince Gill, a sliver of Keith urban, and just a dab of Carrie underwood. I just finished “mama’s song”, and looked down at the next few songs. There was Willie Nelson singing “Seven Spanish Angels”.
In a flash, I was no longer playing guitar. I was transported to this place where you meet me.
15 minutes of thought can be rolled up in one question. Does Man have a right to play games with the concept of heaven, angels, salvation, death, vengeance, and what is Holy?
It’s kind of sentimental and cute to think that seven Spanish Angels even exist, let alone that they immortalize people just because they die. But is there any possibility that it’s true? Is everyone taken to heaven simply because they lived here on earth? Take a look at what happened to Isaiah. Then tell me what will become of the godless and the sinners of this life.
1. In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord, high and exalted, seated on a throne; and the train of his robe filled the temple. 2. Above him were seraphim, each with six wings: With two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying. 3. And they were calling to one another:
“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty;
the whole earth is full of his glory.”
4. At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke.
5. “Woe to me!” I cried. “I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the Lord Almighty.”
6. Then one of the seraphim flew to me with a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar. 7. With it he touched my mouth and said, “See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for.” (chapter 6)
God is HOLY. Everything of heaven is Holy. Angels do not come from Mexico. They are of heaven, where everything is holy.
Those who live by the gun will die by the gun. And in the end they will be assigned the place of those who murder and are of vengeance.
I am caused to consider this, how much of my own life is a room of lies filled with stupid and ignorant tapestries that will most assuredly destroyed me? What are you thinking?
Thanks for having a seat. Thanks for listening. May God bless the path you take from here.
(I apologize for giving a S in the title. Literary law requires it, or I would not have done it.)
It is said that the Liberals are aghast at the declaration of Mrs. Trump, that she is a practicing Catholic.
(This small article assumes that the report is accurate. Given the flavor of the day, I tend to think it is.)
I’m not gonna bother to go into a justifiable rant regarding their hypocrisy. Let me simply say this:
If you will come unglued at an honest declaration of religion from your First Lady, what will you do when the Holy Father unveils His Righteous and Holy Son on the day of your judgment. “There will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.”
Not only do they make no preparation for the inevitable, they deny it’s very existence and venomously despise any reference to it. Worshipping inclusion, they despise a singular truth.
This sounds to me exactly like I expect the demons to respond; adoring the darkness, they despise even a sliver of light among them. (and that’s all her decoration is folks, just a sliver of light in this vast coal dark world.) Who then is driving their worship of “tolerance”?
The advice of God to such people is to drop your pride and humble yourself before Him that HE can give you eyes to see and ears to hear. For now, you are so engrossed in trivial nothingness that you cannot see the approaching devastation of your soul. You elevate nothing as if it is something. But “SOMETHING” is surely approaching. When the Father speaks “the end”, the something will appear with nowhere to hide.
And I am amazed at how rare these words are in such a perverse society is this. Even the conservative pundits respond with trivial nothingness. They simply respond to a slap in the face by slapping the face of the attacker. Tell me, what is accomplished? (satan smiles)
This event is so foolish that even a fool like me can see it clearly. On the clock of eternity, what time is it?
By His Grace.
With agreement of purpose they came to the place chosen by the Most High God. “Here The Confrontation will begin.”
So it began; Jesus said to them, “Whom do you seek”. They were compelled to state their purpose: “Jesus of Nazareth”.
Do you want to see the power of God? Look at what the demon filled people did at the Lord’s response: “I Am He”, Jesus said. At that the mob drew back and fell to the ground.
Demon filled? Do not forget, when Judas left the dinner he left under the command of satan who was in him. The ruler of the kingdom of air against the ruler of all eternity. Yes, the minion was present in that garden.
The people themselves were unsure of why they had come, they were simply following a nondescript order, “Bring in Jesus of Nazareth”. But the demons in them knew they had come for a singular purpose. They had come to murder the Word of God.
When they fell away from God at first, they murdered the Word within them. Now they come as if to complete their wickedness. They came to complete their challenge to the Majesty of the Living God.
It has been said that the people drew back for fear of the destruction that would surely come to one who blasphemes the Holy Name of God. But I know I can say with confidence; their appearance in that place at that time was most conspicuous.
A physical manifestation of reality. A fight to the death. The drawing back shows the dawning of sobriety, the realization of why they had come. It was the beginning of culmination for the desire of God’s enemy. “Force the Son of God to recant his position.” God willing met them in that place!
In the passage, we are not looking at religious men gone crazy with a lust for blood. We are looking at the beginning of the greatest possible conflict in all eternity.
Christ is LORD!
Today’s media is on a reporting frenzy. Every time there is a good deed done, they make a magnificent banner and announce it to the whole world. The people say they are inspired. And more good deeds are sought. Now a celebrity circus comes to town. Who will be next to be bathed in the spotlight of “Good”?
Take a note of this: did anyone hear a trumpet blast from heaven as the leaves sprouted on the trees of winter? On the birth of every child, does anyone hear angels sing a magnificent chorus from heaven? Is any good deed from God heralded like a man heralds his own good deeds?
Yet God alone is purely good, continuous, eternally, majestically. Does anyone see a difference here? Or is it just me?
When we are done doing what good we do, let everyman say, “I have only done what I should”. If you will be like Jesus, reject accolades.
1“Be careful not to practice your righteousness in front of others to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven.
2“So when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honored by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full. 3But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, 4so that your giving may be in secret. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.”
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