Something


If we were nothing we would deserve it. If we suffered hideous disease for 80 years what claim do we have to anything else?

But we are something, undeniably. By breathing we disrupt the air. By seeing, speaking, hearing, and the like, we aid in righteous judgment.

It is impossible for someone to be nothing. Unplausible that anyone should be worthless. So if we are something, what then are we?

We are potential. At best, waiting for Christ to do his Father’s work on us and through us. Then, on the day of his great glory, to be displayed as living trophies of his love.

Believing Christ, trusting Christ, despising the lies, happily searching for his beautiful face. This makes us eternally SOMETHING.

Super People


Without a vision the people perish. That is to say: unless someone shows the way, the opinions of man will crush us.

Mankind is miserably vulnerable. Still, the imagination of Man writes stories of super people; people who overcome terror and destruction, rising to hero status.

We desperately need someone to succeed where others have been sunk by failure when a depraved tempest smashes against their hull.

Heroes are made in the quiet times at home. Their bravery sleeps within their heart until that jarring explosion at their front door.

We need a vision of success. We need to see a quiet determination raging against chaos. Who are these people?

Is that you?

Limp Noodle


Are you facing a fearful task? Try to remember how many you faced. Take notice that you’re still here. The only way to face something fearful is to move into it one step at a time. You won’t know how it turns out until you go through it.

Face life with a joyful valor. What use is it to be a whimpering limp wet noodle?

Do you have faith in Christ Jesus? PROVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!

The Missing Clue


There are so many who go through life without the slightest idea of why they’re here. Their best clue is to adopt some sort of higher ritual. At the height of their glory they are no more godly than a mockingbird is human.

The only reason for being here, living this life until death, is to serve the living God by allowing his holy son to become your sacrifice and master.

Armchair Humans


The world is in trouble. Everything that can be wrong is wrong. Why bother to itemize the list.

Everyone is a critic. Everyone seems to know what everyone else should do. And, by golly, they’re not afraid to speak.

What’s missing in all this wicked chaos? Why, the ANSWER is conspicuously missing.

Christ is the ANSWER. And those who know that ought to fill their mouths with repair.

Would you be brave?

Would you be useful?

Then love your fellow man by risking alienation.

Speak of Christ.

Is it time to put your hand down?

Is it time to pull in your index finger?

Is it time to deliver hope instead of accusation or worthless correction?

Armchair priests, judges and executioners. Compassionless, gutless, useless, and fragile people who think they are something simply because they had a thought.

Is it possible that keeping the words of Christ from our brothers of flesh is simply a violent retaliation dressed in the fear and embarrassment that is sure to come? “Let them all burn in hell! I’m intent on saving my own skin.”

Does the body of Christ look down on those who willingly speak the word of God for the sake of His honor and The Hope of their brothers of flesh?

I’ve only asked the questions. The answers are in your heart.

Zeal


Zeal…

From it comes willingness to learn. Complacent curiosity cannot produce one spark such as that raging fire of zeal.

Zeal sets the brand. It causes an indelible mark on the soul. A wisp of smoke rises up, and the man will never be the same.

Complacency can cause religion; the result of a casual stroll through truth. But zeal is a consuming fire. Mindless of himself, the man with zeal exudes true religion. Helplessly in love with the God who made him, he cares nothing for what men think.

Let us look around in our things. If we have misplaced zeal let us be frantically zealous to search for it and find it again. Isn’t the honor of Christ within us worthy of all we have?

The reward? The reward is the blazing presence of Christ.