What have we done that God should honor us? What consistent holiness do we display that we should expect anything from His Righteous hand?
But I perceive the Lord Jesus; The Word of God eternal, who delivered the words of God which spoke of his trial to come.
“Awake, O sword, against my shepherd,
against the man who stands next to me,”
declares the Lord of hosts.” (Zachariah 13:7)
Who is your God? How honorable is he?
The water of a well worn river rides on rock. It spent it’s time gouging out the temporary. It has found its place and has no need to seek another.
The River of Life from God has gouged out the temporary among us. He not only found his place upon the permanent rocks, he has become the foundation of the Waters of God.
People use cute phrases to sum up what they call “good things”. But that’s like assuming that sand can be a good foundation for a permanent river.
No one is good but God alone. No good thing exists but that which is the will of God.
What should we do about this? Doesn’t God say that he will give us wisdom without judgment? Doesn’t he command us to make a distinction between what is holy and what is common? Doesn’t God expect us to pray earnestly for all the things that are good?
Does more need to be said?
They say, “yes”.
“We live in a land of shadows. Reality and forever is beyond our comprehension.”
They say “yes”.
“Eternal reality has come to walk among us. He brought the incomprehensible to live in our language.”
They say, “I’m not sure”.
When the Lord promised to bring beauty to the ugly. Though true light was brought to us we prefer to live in shadows.
They say, “I don’t know”.
When they wonder, “Does this apply to me”.
It applies to everyone. How are you not included? And if we have been included, how can we possibly remain silent and timid?
Is it wicked for a man to eat a marvelous meal in the comfort of his home while the beggars crouch around his steps?
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.”
Sometimes when the mind sees the truth, it comes with such blazing clarity that words can’t possibly define it. And the truth comes so quickly, as if In a vision. (A mental snapshot of the unseen).
I just had one of those encounters with truth. But I don’t know if I can summon the words to portray it correctly. Nevertheless, I’m compelled to try.
I was thinking of how impossible it is for a man to influence another’s relationship with God. In my own mind I saw a wall between myself and any other man.
Then the thought expanded, quickly and greatly.
It’s not a wall between men. It’s a cylinder around every man that reaches to the very throne of God.
Sometimes it’s darkened to blackness at the top, and no light can come from God. Other times it varies in degrees of brightness, depending on the man’s willingness to love the one who made him.
We cannot influence another man’s relationship with God. The man must do it himself.
How useless then, to think that all these writings have any positive affect at all. It is still the will of every man and woman to either believe or not.
Still, how can I keep such things to myself?
We are the sum of what we have done and what we are currently doing.
The people loved the Lord Jesus when he gave them food to eat. But they crucified him for giving them his Father’s food to eat.
All focus on the body, isn’t it? Is it really any different today?
They adore a politician if he gives them everything they want. They despise another because he requires them to work.
“I can’t work”, they say.
They adore the Lord Jesus because he offers them forgiveness for their sins. They despise him when he says, “Become like me”.
Show me what there is to love about humanity.
We: Live, Die, Face Judgment. Jesus or die twice.
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