Appropriate desire


You want to live.  You want to be at peace.  No one wants to die.  We desire life aggressively.  Because we know we will die, we seek to live as much as possible.

Even though life is rarely pleasant, for each day has sufficient trouble, we prefer our trouble over death.  This is not unreasonable.  As the sky is above the earth, so the desire to live drives us.

But what shall we do while we live?  Shall we chase after pleasure?  You can do that if it so pleases you.  But no gained pleasure has any effect on death.

Pleasure is our will.  We want it so that we can be at peace while we wait for death.  But I am not aware of a single pleasure among men that will give us sufficient peace to offset the pain of death.  Mention one and we will discover together the end of its pleasantness.  Man is completely incapable of providing lasting pleasure.

With that said, there is a pleasure which will last.  It is not the pleasure our body seeks.  For the body lusts after things that give it joy; no matter how temporary or small.  To find fulfillment is to find a pleasure that will last for eternity; therefore overriding the sting of death.

Now I introduce to you the Living God.  He is eternal because what pleases him last forever.  Jesus, His Son, has sacrificed Himself so that we may take part in what pleases His Father.  What the Father desires is called his will.  And as much as we take part in the will of God we find pleasure that will not cave to death.  The body will die but the will of God lives forever.

Admittedly the body will argue against the will of God.  For the body will always surmise that it knows better what is good.  Eating is better than fasting.  Being first is better than being last.  Power and pride is better than humility and service.  Riches are immensely better than poverty.  You can see the war that is sure to ensue.

Jesus teaches the exact opposite of what our body desires.  But our body will enter death and cease.  Our soul will continue on.  The pleasure of the body comes to end.  But the pleasure of God lives forever.

“From the days of John the Baptist until now, the kingdom of heaven is forcefully advancing and forceful men lay hold it.”

If you want lasting pleasure and peace you must learn to submit yourself to the will of God.  No matter what that means.

You may say you are not prepared.  Perhaps you are not willing to give up the pleasure of the body.  Then by all means die in your pleasure.  The choice is upon every man.

I have laid out, as clearly as possible, the difference between life and death.  I know personally how difficult it is to lay down the desires of the body.  But the peace God gives within my soul is worth every effort, every possible loss, and every possible pleasure.

Believe and submit and you will live.  Continue to trust the body to guide you and you will die.  The choice is obviously yours.

By His Grace

Pushed


A waving stick man made with Pivot

A waving stick man made with Pivot (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I got used to it.  So did you.  A long time ago, perhaps before we were born, we got used to it.

There was plenty of things to keep me busy.  So it didn’t matter that I was being forced to move beyond my will.

Oh, there were times when I really, really, desired to remain in a certain place a while longer.  But the push came anyway.  I got used to even this annoying aspect of life.

Let a man push me like time does and I’ll grow angry at him.  But his push is momentary.  And time comes along to push me past that point also.  So I get used to it.

WHAT’S THAT ON THE HORIZON?

There’s a light approaching.  I’ve heard about this place.  “I don’t want to go”.  But the familiar push comes anyway.

Compelled, we are.  We will enter that contractual closure.  We were handed a certificate of life when sperm met egg.  That certificate expires on the separation of soul and body.

“I don’t want to go”.  But I’m so used to being pushed that I forget to even give consideration to that hand at my back.

My skin rips away.  Muscles leave me.  Bones no longer support.  Restraint is gone.  But another certificate of contract is applied to me now.

Something comes to mind.  Even in this place of pushing, something comes to mind.   What is the substance of that contract which will replace the one I am currently living under?

Will it be life?  Will it be death?  Now is the moment to choose.

Time is the invention of the One who pushed me toward that eternal contract.   He has allowed me to taste this temporal contract.  And has warned me sufficiently about the contract which lay on the horizon.

Here it comes.  HEY!!!!!!  YOU!!!!!   Stop fiddling around with that gadget and look up!  Listen to me!  But the man looks up with dazed eyes and groping hands.  He wants that gadget.  He’s got no interest in what I’m trying to tell him.

He too is being pushed.  His contract will terminate.  A new one will be applied.  What then?

The Living Art of The Living God


I see the young man.  He strides about like a little superman.  He will never loose, and if he does it’s not a fault of his.  (he’s only got a few moves to perfect.)   I look at him and remember, “Let us make man in our image”.

Please everybody, notice the young woman.  Isn’t that what all the “bling” is saying?  I look at her and remember the women I’ve met who were in their 80’s.  The bling wears off, breaks or gets lost somewhere between the first born and retirement.  Weight and wrinkles replace the tools of wicked enticement.

Let them parade.  Who will affect their pageant of pride, flesh and greed?   But may God have mercy to teach them what they could not learn from elders: humility, holiness, propriety, mercy and restraint of desire.

I turn my eyes.  Even witnessing their wicked display of youth seems a sin.  Yet, even now, I remember my own years of utter folly.  How many and who had to turn their eyes away from me?

God is He who saves.  When He moves hearts are changed.  Where He is life sprouts up.  And Holiness attends His presence as a shimmering shadow of brilliant light.

May the Living God have mercy on the youth of America.  If not, they will die in the millions.  For what sin will ever find an audience with the Lord of Life?

By His Grace.

The Lord of Testing


Red Rose

Red Rose (Photo credit: iProzac)

When The Rose of Life draws near to whisper

The path of His becomes much lighter.

We see with eyes which know no bounds.

And hear such lovely joyous sounds.

We speak with words that don’t belong

To the valley below, from whence we spawned.

To misstep now and lose that ground.

To feel the void of soundless sound.

We find that we, though heaven bound,

Are yet in flesh and wanting, how profound.

 

The Colors of Colorless Night


A close up side view of a (Nycticebus pygmaeus...

A close up side view of a (Nycticebus pygmaeus) at the in . (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Ah the night; the dawn before light.

All is still. Or is it so?

It’s man who sleeps; greed repressed.

But teaming with colors, this silhouette place.

With noises to faint to see.

The creatures of innocence move about,

While You fulfill their every need.

The bat soars by; by inches past my head.

No noise is made my ears can hear.

No man is as spry as he.

The best among us is clumsy and lame.

While this little creature roars silent through the night.

What marvelous things dance for You while we sleep.

What beauty is in Your hand.

Dogs bark at things they know nothing about.

Panic fills their bones.

All night long they warn of what is no threat.

So much like the youngest of man.

A snap appears to my listening ear.

A creature is moving near.

Which one is this who announces his presence;

All the while he strives to blend in?

Yet caught by noise he slips on by.

And all I can testify,

Is that here he was and now is there.

Another noise is made other somewhere.

I rose to pray, to seek Your face,

While my brothers relax their grip.

I did not suppose that I would find,

Color midst the colorless night.

Glory to You for You are life continually.

Sleep never covers Your eyes.

Sustain is Your name, providing life to all things.

And even the darkness does not hide.

Once again I am struck by the awesome value of God.

While we sleep He dresses what is.

Compare and Decide


The Seal of the President of the United States...

The Seal of the President of the United States, as was in use in 1894. This seal continued in use until 1945. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The entire world will love you if you settle into your life quietly and without complaint.  While in that mode you’re allowed to steal a little.  After all a man has to survive, doesn’t he?

The entire world will glorify you if you lie just enough to gain advantage over others.  And if you’re a really good liar, they might even make you President of the United States of America.

But most of us are just plain folks.  We settle into a job, raise a family, and die in some obscure condition.  For the most part we will have lived out our lives in obscurity.  Now this is a general truth.  But there is a specific truth that walks right along side the general truth.

The world will hate you with a passion if you take a stand against lies.  The world will confront you if you speak up.  And if you make a case against their ways, they will look for a way to silence you.

It is wise to consider these things.  For we all die having lived the life we did.  Right after that comes the judgment.  Look at this:  We live for what, 50 – 90 years?  What is that compared to eternity?  When you have lived for 9 billion years, will you remember that short 90?  Why not take a stand?  You’re gonna die anyway.  Why not speak up?  What are you afraid of?