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Promote the place where all that is
Comes to a stop.
But give a pause to note what’s His
This dirt, on top.
Death remains and bids us “Ponder”
I linger for your flesh.
But what of the More; that place of “Yonder”
Now that’s worth press.
By His Grace.
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If we die tonite, few will cry.
We die like dogs; just food for flies.
In dirt is where our bodies lie.
The bugs and worms, we satisfy.
But LIFE demands we testify.
Though hopeless masses vent their cry.
There’s One who hears and bids, “Come nigh”.
“I’m strength enough to change your life.
His name is Jesus.
By His Grace.
I sit in the shade. My arm is receiving the sun light. I notice that my watch is leaving a reflection of the sun on a surface in shade. Noticing how, regardless how still I try to make my arm, the reflection vibrates with movement. And I am reminded that there is a place where that arm will never move again on its own. There is a place where nothing of this body will move on its own. Thus I am reminded that death is given to man as an obligation. I will yet see the face of He who redeems and He who is able to provide life to those who trust and obey.
PS: Please forgive the use of so many references to myself. I couldn’t figure out how to tell the story without me in it.
By His Grace.
Let’s put man in proper perspective. The earth is the garden of God to raise a crop of people who will willingly worship Him in Spirit and in truth. Often in the Bible we are compared to a crop. It is as though we are grapes, for instance. If you have an arbor of grapes, do you wail and cry when you pick a bunch of grapes? Of course not. They are designed and grown from your garden to consume them. They provide something for your body after they are ripe and edible.
A man of God realises that he is part of God’s crop. He allows himself to be grown specifically to be harvested. Harvest for us is the point of death. It is at that point that God is harvesting our bodies to release the soul. Ripe would be a term applied at the wisdom of God. We are harvested when He determines it is time.
Be careful not to consider yourself as anything more than a plant. God is, in the end, the One who will decide your use to Him. He is eternal. We are the ones who are waiting to die. That is, to be harvested for His Glory. “What is man that you are mindful of him . . .” Worship Him. Serve Him. It is for that purpose you were born. And it is to Him that you will return.
By His Grace.
Dear World:
I see that you are becoming upset at the current state of your ways. You witness happenings around you that you consider negative toward your desires. One might even say that you are pondering your current plight with perplexity. You want your way with all things as you have always wanted them. And you have been duped by the witness of your ancestors. They have handed down to you a testimony of greed, corruption, idolatry, immorality, drunkenness, lies, murder, and a seeking after every form of pleasure. I know you’re worried about being able to continue this legacy. And I know that in your heart you have a deep desire to pass this “freedom” down to your great grand children.
I have bad news for you. What you are witnessing is real. Slowly, your ways (as itemized above) are stripping your future from your hands. You will lose everything you have sought to gain and keep. And you will shed great tears as your desires are taken from you. Yet, not all is lost.
I have good news for you. Jesus stands ready to receive your repentant and contrite heart as you lose your precious sin. He offers you eternally good things to replace the toys you have invented for yourself. You will lose all those toys. But what He offers you will never lose, if you take Him up on His offer.
You are the creation of God. He has given you a body and soul. He provided a place for you to live that you might seek Him and find Him and return worship to His Holy Name. But you chose to desire the work of your own hand. The door is closing on you now. I know you can hear the squeek of massive hinges as the Wind of God slowly closes your world around you. Turn and be healed. Continue to rebel and die.
By His Grace.
For those who harbor hatred and an unforgiving spirit toward anyone. We are told that if we don’t forgive we will not be forgiven. And in the way of hatred toward others, God has demanded that everyone lay down hatred as if it were a branding iron in an unshielded hand. But you might say, “You don’t know what was done to me”. I would respond, “You don’t know what you’ve done to God”. In God’s eyes, there is no such thing as an innocent victim. We might have been victimized by someone else. But we’ve done our own brand of damage to what is Holy and eternal.
Since our eternal home is dependent on these two terms, wouldn’t it be wise to consider the outcome of selfishness? Jesus will offer forgiveness till your last breath. After that you will be held accountable for your own actions. Accepting His gift now will avoid a needless death; yours.
By His Grace.
We: Live, Die, Face Judgment. Jesus or die twice.
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