Someone points out a wickedness.  The response is often, “It’s just ………………… (fill in the excuse)”.   When we appear before Him there will be NO excuses.

You figure it’s ok to accept a certain level of depravity among us.  “After all, we’re only human”.   You fail to notice The Pure One watching and listening.

You think it unfair, even obscene that any expectation of purity be hurled at you.  “After all, we’re only human”. 

The Lord of Life should not demand or command toward us.  “After all, we’re only human”. 

If a man speaks these things to you, you take offence.  “After all, we’re only human”. 

No excuse will help you on that day.  Because you are Not “only human”.  You were created to worship The Holy One in purity of mind, soul, and intent!  You are God’s!  You do not belong to yourself or the humanity you love to hide behind!

But go ahead.  Lie and continue to lie.  Fool yourself into believing that lie until you are face to face with He who is TRUTH.

Or, you could humble yourself before Him in prayer right now.  Admit what is true.  Seek to be rid of the lies.  Ask, seek, knock and you will find.  God is not unjust, as you now believe.  He s full of mercy, patience, understanding and strength to teach.  We need only humble ourselves before Him.  By the way, His Holy name is JESUS.   You know, that name you currently hate so much.

I have said these things because they are true.  And I am not afraid, for He has promised to uphold what is His.  I am His because of the sacrifice of His Holy Son Jesus.  You can join me, if you find it pleases your heart to try.

By His Grace.

I just realized something precious.  When I write I am free to write. 

I have no church quota to build.  I am not responsible to a body of elders.  The appearance of the words I am given to write are not subject to the payment of salary.  And I do not live in a house that belongs to the many.

I am not saying that all these things are horrific and should never a company a man who speaks about God.  I was simply counting up my blessings and took note of the freedom which Christ has given me my life.

I cannot discount the value of accountability among godly men.  Such accountability is responsible for bringing us many glorious things in Christ.

Perhaps it is so that if a man finds that for which he is made there is peace and joy among all his blessings.  To the shepherds of God’s flock we would expect certain blessings and desires to manifest themselves.

Likewise, though I would be hard pressed to identify my role in the body of Christ, I find certain blessings and desires made manifest.  And they do not present themselves as I would expect from a shepherd.  Rather they are the blessings I would expect in a hermit.

All of this I have written to give thanks and glory to God in Christ Jesus.  He alone raises up as he sees fit according to his great wisdom and for the sake of his body.

I ask your forgiveness.  I did not intend to write such a lengthy article. Perhaps this writing will be useful to some who’s gift and blessings and desires are at variance with the expectations of the church.

If you still think the things of this world hold any value before the throne of The Living God, allow the following words to settle within your mind and heart.  “How many put on wedding clothes last night?”

Too often we get caught up in the sin of this world or the work we are doing for the sake of Christ.  Too often we forget the “end game”.  The only thing that matters is obedience to the commands of Jesus.  If you’re living there then you have reason to hope.  If you’re not you have reason to fear.  What else can be said?

If a man does not help on the farm how can he expect to eat from the harvest?

Or perhaps he works well enough around the house to  beautify and perfect.  All the while he despises the worker in the field whose hands are filthy with the toil he is assigned to accomplish.,

Then again, perhaps that man is the worker in the field, who when he comes home for the evening, sees the toil around the house and despises the beautification.

If this is the family of Christ, how limited is our work?  How joyless is our meal together?  And how can we possibly hope to arrive at the harvest with joy?