Morning


Twilight

The colors are almost here.  And the dew is suspended like a blanket.  Listen to the Robins praise the joy of the coming day.  “Eat!  We will eat and fly!  Ah, to fly again.  It is a day for us to soar.  Thanks to God for this beautiful morning!”

Stillness reigns at the advent of day.  The world is not yet awake.  Ponder, Saints!  Give that moment of marvelous joy a place to light.  For your day is nearly here.  He watched over your sleeping, though He left your dreams alone.  No message has been delivered while you rested your weary bones.  But now your eyes are open and your neck will crane to see.  sovereign Lord please help me to perceive what must certainly be.

Those whose faith has blossomed into a sort of knowing are so very blessed.  Though we can’t touch our desire, we are propelled into a hope beyond anything this world offers.  The longing becomes intense.  Yet the strength of what we don’t have is stronger than what man perceives.

Look!  We too can walk in places without feet.  We see what is, in a place of temporary colors.  This is the land of shadows.  But every shadow is cast by something of substance.  And every shadow lands on something of substance.  How unspeakably brilliant is the Glory of God to even cast a shadow in a land of darkness!

Glory to God Most High!  He is the Father of the Lord of Life!  May His will be done forever.

By His Grace.

Butt Bumpin Babies.


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In our walk with Jesus we continue to encounter different places of experience with Him.  And, though this isn’t the first time I’ve had that impression, I’ve come to realize a “new” place for me.  I suppose this place I’ve reached is not new to many.  But it’s fairly new to me.

I’m coming to a firm knowledge that He has caused me to desire what is eternally good.  It’s not that I can do everything we’re suppose to do as Christians.  But there is a consistent desire within me to reach out for the “best” I can attain.  While even the “reaching out” is as a baby staggers in its first few steps, the desire is much like that of a baby who finally realized it can walk.  Though the baby will fall often and hard.  There is absolutely no “give up” in the baby’s mind or heart.

The Lord has placed within me that specific lack of give up.  And He has replaced hopelessness with desire.  It’s this desire that will become the engine for the greater things the Lord has in mind for me.  We are His.  And over time He makes that very plain.

By His Grace.

Hurricane of Hatred Guarenteed.


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Stand strong for the Lord Jesus and you will be misunderstood.  It is an absolute truth.  You can set everything you are and own on that.  You will be misunderstood by the entire world.  And you will be misunderstood by the majority of those who call themselves Christian.

It is acceptable to perform life at minimal amplitude.  But this acceptance comes from those who chase after Holiness through a half witted strength and desire.  Those who bend their entire self toward the Lord will not look like anything natural to this world.  They will be different in all their dealings.  They will submit to that which is “other”.  They will search after the will of God without regard to their own personal gain.  And this search will yield all the godly attributes we expect from Christians.

I look at my ability to convince others of this and realize that I have no power to help anyone else define their allegiance to God.  All I can do is jump on here and type what is true.  It remains in the hand of each of us to force our hearts to look into the perfect face of God the Father through Jesus Christ His Son.  We have all been warned.  And we will all stand individually before Him on “That Day”.

As you stand you will encounter a certain bracing wind of opposition.  Stand strong and you will face a hurricane of hatred from anyone who hates the Holiness of God.  There should be mentioned here that there is a place of “standing” in which you will not have the strength to stand.  You can’t perform a truly godly life without the Spirit of God within you.  You can pace yourself in a “religion”.  But you won’t be able to withstand the onslaught from man with God’s help.  And one more point:  No one can enter into the godly life without the Lord opening the door.

By His Grace.

A Difference of Destiny.


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The world believes Christians are wrong.  I won’t bother to mention the ways they use to voice this.  And the Christians know that the world is wrong.  I won’t bother to explain why in this post.  But the difference does exist and can not be denied.

But even in Christ, there is a difference in destiny.  I cannot appear before the Throne of God as Jesus can appear.  And I cannot appear there as the Apostle Paul will appear.  And, I suppose, there are many who will not be able to appear even as I might appear before the Throne.  In this, there is a difference in destiny.

What will make the difference between appearing before the Father?  The answer has to be found in obedience to Jesus’ commands.  For how we love Him is made known by how we obey Him.  “. . .  “Anyone who loves me will obey my teaching. My Father will love them, and we will come to them and make our home with them. 24 Anyone who does not love me will not obey my teaching. These words you hear are not my own; they belong to the Father who sent me” (John 14: 23 and 24).

Each of us will be given assigned seats before the Almighty God, by virtue of how much we allowed ourselves to love Him in this Place of Testing.  Do not be fooled.  A man reaps what he sows.  And the Light of Eternity will show us our seat.   It will be nothing like the one who shines a dim flashlight in a theater to show us our seat.  It will be the blazing fire of the Holy God who will show us to our seat.  And we will not have to ask anyone to move from it.

By His Grace.

The Lord Has Done This!


The Lord!  The Lord has done this!

My soul is at home while my body sucks dust.

Where your treasure is, so your heart will be also.

I am a citizen of heaven proclaiming the unseen.

Considered a fool among men, my lips stammer His Glory.

I have seen with my blindness a promise of He who cannot lie.

And my hands reach out frantically to touch the feet of The Righteous One!

No longer do I belong to this world of foolishness and sin.

I am His! 

The Lord!  The Lord has done this!

 

 

By His Grace.

The Noise Not Heard.


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Only sounds close reach my flesh.

The older I get the closer they must be.

Yet there is noise upon noise.

The older I get the less I hear

Of the noise the world affords an ear.

It’s the voice of God I seek.

And no ear will serve me well.

Rattle and prattle your wicked noise of hatred.

The din will rouse no saint.

There is a noise of always which rings with joy.

And no clanging will drown it out.

Speak, my Lord, I listen with heart.

Your ways and Your words are so welcome.

Turn back the rustle and bustle.

Let the voice of God stir my soul.

 

By His Grace.