The gospel of man


There is a stench in this place of testing.  A putrid vapor rises up.  With breath that smells like fecal matter, men spout words that make them smile.

“Love one another, be patient, be kind.  Give your fair share and obey the law.  For these things are good in the eyes of all good men.

Give us your confidence and learn from our wisdom.  We love you with the love of men!

If you become sick we will take care of you.  See how weak and small you are.  Look about you.  See how we have expanded our medical facilities.  By this proof we encourage you to trust us all the more”.

Not one syllable in all they say has anything to do with truth.  They wake from their sleep contriving ways to subject the masses.  And those who fall for their pathetic lies relinquish all their rights to freedom!

This is only the beginning.  But with this they gain control.  By the time they are finished not a godly soul will remain. 

Yet these things must happen a purified army must be fashioned.  All loyal to he who leads them.  They will war against the Lord.

Is it fitting that the King of Kings should have his final battle cut short?   The greatest of possible foes will level their eyes on a battlefield of Gods choosing.  Peace will ensue forever from one single mighty thrust.

May the will of the living God be done forever amen.

His garden


It is a fearful thing that the Lord has done.  He has created a garden of souls.  Continuously his holy workers bring him his bounty.  While the waste is thrown away.

It is a beautiful thing the Lord has done.  That he should cultivate good fruit.  Splicing here and pruning there, producing what is good.

It is a beautiful thing the Lord has done.  From this garden, well fertilized, come companions for his holy son.

Sight Unseen


Wear my skin.  Do what I’ve done.  Know what I know.  Come from where I’ve been.  Then you would not despise me so much.  Then you would understand.  Then you would love me.

Face the truth.  That can’t happen.  Ya gotta love em sight unseen.  Deal wit it.

Where?


To be someone.  Everyone wants that.

To matter.  The desire of every heart.

To hope.  Something we do regardless the circumstances.

To regret.  An undeniable human trait.

All of this can be found.

All of this can find belonging.

With eyes peeled wide open breathless lips make the word, “where”.

In faith, my friend.

Not blind trust.

All of this is ours in Jesus.

Mirror Me


Here you may be alone.   If there was someone who is enduring the same trouble as you he like lives on the other side of the planet.  And he doesnt have internet.

But that’s only today.  In the grand scheme of things there are 40,000 of you.  It’s just that most of them aren’t here anymore.  But rest assured, there are plenty of your stature waiting for what comes next.

You might be one step ahead of them if you give that consideration now.

666 Lie Lane, Manstown, Earth


Any honest appraisal of the life of men will end up agreeing with the teachings of Jesus.  So why reinvent the wheel?   Why so many false religions?   Why psychology?   Why humanism, or even atheism?   If what we end up with is truth, why so many versions?

The answer was given at the start.  Folks have chased down life’s puzzle until they came to The Son of The Living God.  That’s where the brakes got set hard.  They want all the glory.  You can’t have the truth of God and all the Glory at the same time.  So, it’s time to turn the steering wheel of logic and head down lie lane.

Don’t worry about people punching holes in your lie bag.  Fame, power and money will secure your place among the elite of the world.  And you can bank on them supporting anything but Jesus!  As for the masses, just give em a cookie, a soft pat on the head, and set them back to sleep.