I know why displaying public affection for Jesus is a no no.
Why would the people who murdered the Christ want to be anywhere near his Father?
I know why displaying public affection for Jesus is a no no.
Why would the people who murdered the Christ want to be anywhere near his Father?
He was up at the top of the ladder cleaning the gutters. The ladder slipped sideways then twisted to the right. Down he went, full speed. Two stories down is a long way to fall.
He lay there with a broken arm, bruised leg, muscle spasms in his back, and a severe ache in his head. Do you think he was wishing he had tied the ladder secure?
When you appear before the Holy Lord what will you be wishing you had done? Why not do it now?
And when you come up with all your excuses, will they amount to anything on that day?
I’m not sure how to begin this post. But I do know what I want to say. I’m saying this from one man to all other men. And I firmly believe I have the backing of my Lord Jesus.
See the beautiful woman, the one you found yourself lusting after. You remember all the delicate wickedness you let roam around free in your mind. You know what I’m talking about.
Put that aside and pull up a chair. Let me show you what the Lord showed me.
In the beginning he made them male and female. But this was the limit imposed on their bodies. Their soul has no gender.
Death comes and the body is laid in the ground. But the genderless soul goes to wait for the glorification of our God in Jesus.
What are we doing? We are persecuting another soul. We do damage to ourselves, this is beyond debate. But let your heart consider the following:
They did not ask to be female. They did not ask to be an object of lust. They want love and acceptance and freedom to live as God intended them to be. What right then do you have to destroy their desire?
I speak of these things from their perspective. Every beautiful woman has a man close behind her. She doesn’t have to guess. She doesn’t have to turn around. Can you imagine the feeling of being watched by a predator everyday of your life? Who are you to inflict such fear on another?
I do not need to speak to you about the judgment to come. That place where every man will give account for what he has done in the body. I speak to you as a fellow man. Curb your lust! Stop being full of murder.
28 “There will be weeping there, and gnashing of teeth, when you see Abraham, Isaac and Jacob and all the prophets in the kingdom of God, but you yourselves thrown out. 29 People will come from east and west and north and south, and will take their places at the feast in the kingdom of God. 30 Indeed there are those who are last who will be first, and first who will be last.” (Luke 13)
But before that time comes, many will endure a foreboding in their hearts. They are currently throwing away marvelous things. Many have received the word of Jesus. But they have not loved him. Nor did they care to understand.
I write this, that some may understand and wake to their current state. I recognize that it doesn’t matter what I say. But it matters greatly what we do.
This song from Sara Evans provoked the understanding for this post. God will have what is rightly His, whether that includes us or not.
“Are those gunshots in the streets? Was that Ally’s 5 year old boy who was shot in the head tonight?”
Pay no mind to the violence. Close your ears, close your eyes, close your mind, close your heart. Go to your place of peace.
“Is that a nameless ignorant girl we see on the corner with a heroin needle in her hand? Why that’s Bob’s daughter! What a shame he lost control of his loved ones.”
Pay no mind to the violence. Close your ears, close your eyes, close your mind, close your heart. Go to your place of peace.
“What a pleasant place we have created. What a beautiful place Society has made. See how evil runs rampant at night, the place where we sleep in peace. Who needs talk about God in our public squares? We simply hire a janitor to clean up the blood.”
Pay no mind to the violence. Close your ears, close your eyes, close your mind, close your heart. Go to your place of peace.
“Who needs faith in Jesus when we have locks on our doors? Who needs the power of God’s words among us, when all we need to do is move to the suburbs? Who needs the miraculous intervention of the Holy One? We have our laws and ways. Let the wicked kill each other, we will sleep in peace.”
Come my brothers and sisters. Count God as dead and useless. Ignore the coming judgment. Surely the wicked will find a place to live. The loss of the Gospel among us in public is no loss at all. It has proven, in fact, to be our blessing. Even take notice that the righteous observe a restraining religion. Who needs the gospel of Christ?”
As you say so it shall be. As you do, it belongs entirely to your home. As you have failed to believe, so you will perceive. You have chosen to build a paradise through the engine of fear. You spurn the one who gives you a paradise by the engine of Eternal strength.
So be it. Let all the nations turn with perplexity to the violence and blood in their streets. See how they relegate obscurity to the Holy Words of Blazing Eternity.
So be it.
May your will be done Sovereign Father. Prepare the place of contest. Your Holy Son stands ready to deliver your will. Your Righteous One, prepared to move at a moment’s notice.
Let them have their way until they are sure you are no more. Then He will appear to their shock, amazement, and horror.
The Glory of your Holy ways is from forever to forever. Rebellion cannot see you. Let them puzzle their fate. They choose their own way over yours. Indeed, let them puzzle their fate.
Amen!
The Lord, The Sovereign Lord, the Source of life, ever-present Righteousness, Glorious mercy and justice. He has all things, doesn’t he? He lacks nothing, how true. That’s what Sovereign means.
But let me speak to the rich man. Let me speak to the perverted drunk. Let me speak to the beautiful woman. Let me speak to the greasy whore. Let me speak to all those who have a place among Man, whether glorified or horrified; those with clean hands and those whose hands are covered with blood.
God has all things for he is all things. Yet what he does not have, he has poured out his life to gain. He does not have your love. He does not take first place in all your days, though he is first in all eternity. All creation honors His Holy Name, except here. His name is Jesus the Christ, look into it.
“You ask too much of us! You sit in your religious Chapel, carved of pure Ivory, and judge us. You have forgotten the demands of life that are far more then we can bear. We cannot put God first we must defend our home!”
Your home? Your home is a soleless pair of old shoes. Your home is a worn-out pair of jeans filled with holes, and leaving your buttocks bare. Your home is an umbrella missing it’s purposed fabric. Your home is a cave filled with Wolverines and poisonous snakes. The floor of your home cannot be cleaned! Why can’t you smell the stench of your household enemy’s feces, which lay in the crags you can’t reach? Precious place, isn’t it, this place you call your home. The place where you fear even in what you call solace. You light a lamp, but still darkness pervades.
8 “He has shown you, O mortal, what is good.
And what does the Lord require of you?
To act justly and to love mercy
and to walk humbly with your God.” (Micah 6)
He is your potential friend. He is your potential Guardian. Already he provides what you call your home.
Who causes the lava to harden? Who plants the seed of a tree in its craggy niches? Who brings the beautiful erosion to cause a paradise? Who gave you this place? Who dressed you with skin? Yet you would fear and keep him far from you?
Trust him and do the things that belong to him. Then you will have a home that is not filled with stench and death. Your home provides you no pact with death.
We: Live, Die, Face Judgment. Jesus or die twice.
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