Man goes to war with tools of death, that he may bring a “ceasing” to his enemy.
God goes to war against the “deceased”, that he may bring them to life.
Man’s enemy says to him, “We will not die today. It will be you who’s eyes will close!”
God says to his enemy (the dead), “Ask of me and I will open your eyes”.
Curiously, how many say “NO!”, choosing instead to remain in death.
What in odd battlefield the Holy One inhabits.
The façade is quite complete. The wall erected between heaven and earth is unmovable by man.
People stare at the wall. They imagine all kinds of things on the other side. And how quick they are to believe in their own imagination. “My mind can see it. It must be true!”
Even scientific medicine promotes more imagination. “We can stave off death. We can bring many back from the brink of death.” They proudly say, “We are saving lives”. Still, the wall arrives, and their proclamation falls empty on the ground. Having spent a fortune, the people still bury their dead.
Consumed with the trivial and temporary things, people waste the moments of their life without the slightest care. They entertain themselves with an insatiable lust for more. Still, the wall looms like a shadow over Man.
All the while, the Bible lay closed. An earnest searching for the will of God is pushed aside. The populace prefers their own imagination. Religions of man abound. Science-fiction appears to be more believable than the words of the Living God. The unmovable wall takes no notice.
Here is today. It is filled with the things that ARE. Imagination is like a boy filled with fear; eyes wide, screaming at the top of his lungs, and arms flailing about. He will not listen to the calm voice of his parents. Lacking wisdom, woven tightly in his fear, his ears are firmly shut.
Is there a better day to read the words of God and believe what you read? Is there a better day to pray for clarity? Will there be a better day to ask God for sanity?
Countless people were crucified in the days of the Romans. The people of that day understood the meaning of a cross.
The cross without the living Christ is no different than a shadow.
The symbol itself has no power at all except to generate fear, superstition, and death.
It is the living Christ who provides life. Yes, the intangible and invisible glory of God. Do not think that evil has respect for any object on earth.
P. S. The same can be said of Mary, the apostles, and the Saints.
What is the shape of your God?
The Lord will move a mountain for the one who is ever thirsty.
Though he is in the desert of deprivation, God will bring the streams of heaven to encompass his encampment.
Every day the man’s feet took him where he did not want to go, until the man thought he had no choice.
Every day the man cried out for help.
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The Lord has heard his prayer.
With the strength of his great sacrifice, the mountain is moved to the man.
“This far you shall come and no more. See, I have set a restraining upon you; as a man will halter horse, so I have blessed you with restraint.”
Victory comes when the man least expects.
Only let him continue to call for help.
Let him prove his desire to betray his own flesh.
Even as his flesh betrayed him.
God will move when the wisdom of heaven allows.
When his strength has arrived, all is well.
Now he worships like the 10th leper.
The impossible has come like warm clothing in the winter.
Believe and live.
It is not my clothing that makes me beautiful. It is not the most exquisite possession that makes me important. It is not the agility of my flesh or mind, nor formidable power of my heroic will.
It is that the will of God works in me to accomplish the will of God. This makes me eternally valuable and pristinely beautiful. Such beauty is not open for debate.
It is so with everyone of his people whom he himself has called.
Jesus is first. Jesus IS. Jesus forever will be: the beauty of God, the majesty of God, the preeminence of God, and Life.
Value what you will, nothing on earth or in the imagination of man, can compare to the Glory of the Living God’s Holy Son; The Lord of HIS glory – both in this place and forever sealed in HIS temple.
THIS IS BEAUTY DEFINED!
I am not speaking of the floor of your house, The dust on the sills, or your belongings scattered about. I will speak of your soul. I will speak of my soul.
How sweet would it be if “Someone” were to open your front door unannounced and walk in with blazing piercing eyes, finding nothing to judge or correct?
Disregard the things of this world in your house that are tossed about it a disorderly fashion. But look to your heart, your intent, your belief, your understanding, and your love for Jesus.
Are you confident that you will receive a smile? Isn’t it right that we should be prepared for such a visit? Doesn’t he have exclusive privilege to walk in on everyone of his servants whenever it pleases him to do so? And don’t we have an obligation to be prepared for the Master?
We: Live, Die, Face Judgment. Jesus or die twice.
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