Comforting Justice


Where does justice begin?   In whom does justice remain?
When the perpetrator owns his crime.   When he lets God’s light on his misdeeds shine.  

When the clouds of self-righteousness are blown away, by the Holy and Steady wind of God.  

Then, the victim’s words are heard. Then, the burden’s shared.  

Then, an anger filled brush from the tip of a feather stings;

Deeper than the cutting of a cat-o’-nine-tails whip.  

Oh!  Lighten the load in his brother.  Justice, worn like a cloak, cannot do better.   

A whisper, a look, and he “guilty”,

Is undone!

No need anymore for revenge. The prisoner of regret knows his place.  

There go we all, but for God’s Grace.

Division 


You can live inside of a lie. But not for long. There is no lie in Life. And you know that.  

If something “is not” yet is promoted as if it is, those who promote it are living inside a lie. Such people are filled up with grand notions of self importance, all the while what they think they have will evaporate to what it was while they thought they had “something”.  
What I’ve just written is a law of eternity and will never be pushed aside.  

And something more:
If you promote a lie that injures the lives of others (no matter their nearness to you) you are an accomplice to their troubles. Therefore, such a person is guilty of willingly living death, and spreading that death to others.  

I know such people think they are being useful. But ignorant harm is no less damaging than willful violence.  

Examine the fruit of what you are promoting. Does it create peace and Life? Or does it lead to more divisions and violence.  

This truth does not address Christians alone.  It remains in place for all people.  

Why add to your own condemnation? Be a servant of Life, or remain an agent of death. Doesn’t the choice belong to everyone individually?

The Startling Memories


Regrets are easily pushed aside by simply dwelling on something pleasant. But I have in mind a place where pleasant things are no more. In this place, even the memory of pleasant things has been evaporated. In the brilliance of this place, hope has become an Eternal arid desert.  

As I wake this morning, one or two of these regrets come to make a visit. The power of them is devastating.  


Accused! I am accused and have no recourse. I am accused and I am undone. Not only do I remember them, I am forced to admit my guilt.  


And I realize something more. Not only do I remember them, those to whom they were done remember them also. And the witnesses! I dare not forget the witnesses! The testimony against me is everywhere, waiting in silence. The entire world has been witness to my doings!


Then I realize something utterly astounding.


These are just two items in my soul. There are hundreds of thousands more I have forgotten. If these two can devastate my heart, how would I stand against the onslaught of things I have done?


But for the strength of the forgiveness of Christ, I am a walking dead man. Not only I. But every man who has ever lived. Our sins are a mold of guilt that covers our soul. It comes with us to the throne of God. Unseen for now, do we dare be dressed in the filthy things we have done as we stand before him to be Judged?


We need the strength of Christ. More than anything in this world, we need the strength of the forgiveness of Christ!   


Every day that goes by, in which we do not take note of this and respond, is another day that adds to the mold. All the while, the moment of our appearing before the Holy Lord God Almighty does not tarry. It stands in place, where it has always been, and will not be moved!


I don’t write this to scare anyone. The fear will come on it’s own. I write this to wake as many souls as I can. Go to Christ. Accept his mercy. While you can still voluntarily do so.  


Yes we have an option. Remain as you are and appear before God, naked and ashamed.  

The Path


There is a path 

Upon which there,

No sin can ever walk.  

Truth alone resides there on,

Refusing 

Useless talk.    

Upon that path the Lord himself,

Traverses at his leisure.  

Displaying God the Father’s will,

With His Glory,

Seeking pleasure.  

The proud stand clear and

Yell to Him 

Too hear

Their just and honorable cause.  

He pays no mind.  

Leaving them behind,

Intent with eyes for loss. 

He does not rest.  

Seeking for the best.  

To deliver wondrous hope.

The broken, 

twisted, 

Bent,

Sorrowful few.  

He’s looking, friend,

For hearts to mend.  

He’s looking for

Me and you:

The purpose of his Holy Mind,

The penitent few to find.  

Be bold!

Behold!

Approach and know,

The Living God is kind.  

Common vs Holy


Among the people of this world, Christianity is considered a choice.  “So many choices.  So many variations of Truth.  And if you ask the follower of any religion whether his religion is true, what answer do you expect to get?  I will just pick something because it suits my personality.”

One will be a violent man, because he sees violence everywhere.  One will worship satan, because he has heard that there is power in evil.  One says he believes there is a God, but does nothing to find out what that God desires (That is the man’s religion).  Why should I continue to write about the other myriad of variations?  You know what they are.

And hasn’t God commanded that this is the way it will be.  The blind will remain blind.  The deaf will never hear the Holy nature of God’s Son.  All the generations of men have been this way.  So it will continue to the end.

But what are Christians commanded to do?  Do not be like the world.  Do not offer up appreciation for the foul things the world thinks are beautiful.  Did not say, along with them, “Man is innocent”.  We are to be a separate people to the Holy Living God.

As you look about you, is that what you see?  Who, among God’s people in Christ, will stand up and say no to sin and yes to the Righteous and Holy ways of Jesus?  Who, by their very life, will prove that there is a distinction between Christianity and every other variation of so-called truth?  Is the power of God given through Jesus?  Or is it just a series of words put in the right position at the right time?  If you believe that the others were justified in their selection of what they call truth, it would be good to examine whether you are a Christian.

Hell is where the cool people are.


Do you know someone who has said they aren’t concerned about hell cause all their friends are there?  Well, perhaps they’re right.   But what they don’t  consider is the following.

There are a lot of things in hell.  And there are a whole lot of things that aren’t there.  Identity is not there.  You have no name and no one cares.  No tomorrows, only regrets for what you did or failed to do in your yesterdays.

Nothing to divert your attention from your failings.  No sky.  No ground.   No sleep.  No gadgets to help you pass the time.

You will remember that you are guilty of sin.  That memory will be with you without relief forever.  You will consider your everlasting fear and desire that your loved ones don’t share the same fate.  But you will be utterly helpless to help them.  And the simple pain of your self purchased torment will never leave.

What freedoms you have now, from activity to hope, will no longer exist.  Yea your friends might be there.  But neither you or they will find the slightest solace in that fact.

Turn away from folly and pride.  What good will they do you in hell?  Humble yourself before God.  As it say, “Humble yourself before the Lord and He will lift you up.”  Or not.  The choice belongs to you.

Please share this.  Perhaps one or two will read it and come to an understanding.