You heard the news and thought with joy.
What wonders might this be?
I bekoned you to come and see.
“Come play with this new toy”.
The news you heard was not from there.
It comes from up above.
I bid you take from Holy hands,
This Great and Precious Love.
By His Grace.
We wake and yawn from a nights helpless sleep.
We prayed the night before our souls that He should keep.
And now we see a future pressed out before our eyes.
Another day has dawned. Yet much to our surprise.
It is no different than the one before; this day of possibilities.
For we have not changed. We are the same; a mess of liabilities.
We trust You Lord, our lips were heard to say.
“Can I trust You” the answer comes, “With holiness this day?”
How shocked we’ll be when His Dawn fully comes.
That we wasted so much time.
We traded dirt for gold and dross for coins
Yet He remains sublime.
By His Grace.
I raised the banner high. It was cold and dark. Who would see it?
I spoke the words of life. It was empty and hollow. Who would hear it?
I set my self up high. It was alone and fearsome. Who would believe it?
And when I come again. It will be triumphant. Who would receive it?
By His Grace.
He sat to eat his bread, a daily ration given by merciful masters. He sat to eat his fill, one of three daily gorgings. Each remembering His God as he pondered the joy of his tongue. One thought of service to his God as he ate what would surely not fill his body. The other thought of his service to his God as he ate what would surely be too much.
God sees us all. He knows our state of affairs. Such things as above do exist. We would be fools to ignore that truth. But what shall be said of such things? I will offer this thought as food for the soul. We who serve the Living God await His teaching. Each serves as he knows best. And if that service is not enough for the expectations of some, then great is the loss to both.
The Lord taught me this saying as I learned about grief and suffering:
“When you are done doing what you do, you will have done your best. If you could have done better, it would have been done”.
To our joy, we realize we are accepted by Him where we are. And this prompts us to consider how we might serve Him better. To our shame, we realize that we are but fools who have been led into error by the very world in which we found birth.
Should the one who hungers judge he who eats? Saying, “He is sinning because he eats too much”. Should the one who has judge he who has not? Saying, “If he wasn’t so lazy he could gather what he needs”. Though it is good to share, he who receives and he who gives is the same in God’s eyes. May God bless our minds and hearts that we will refrain from judgment of each other. For it is said, “Who are you to judge another’s servant? To his own master he will stand. For the Lord is able to make him stand”.
By His Grace.
When we begin to come aware of our sinfulness, there is accompaniment of sorrow. I’ve learned to love that sorrow. Not that I appreciate my sin and remain in it because I like being sad. But there’s an aspect to understanding the need for Christ’s work in my life. It’s a continual reminder that the Holiness of God is so much more than we can know in our sinful state.
Paul said, for now we see as through a glass darkly. Then we shall know fully, even as we are fully known. This I look forward to with great expectation and joy. In the present, however, I feel the great sadness of being locked together with this sinful nature.
By His Grace.
Run over a bulgy, slimy, croakin frog with your car and what do you
get? Why, ya get a flat frog! That’s what ya get. He was doin quite
well before you came along. But since you were in your car you hardly
noticed the slight vertical jolt. Perhaps you were talking to someone
beside you. Or maybe you were admiring the lovely swamp scene. Or
(perhaps the best case scenario) maybe you squished em while avoiding
that gator.
If you’ve read my posts before, you likely think I’ve lost my
marbles. “Yep….. He’s gone and lost it.” But I do have a Christian
point to make.
How many of us are, spiritually speaking, prettier than a bulgy,
slimy, croakin frog? And how many times have we been run over by a
distracted Christian? Don’t it just flatten our hearts to be hurt by
someone who should have loved us? And don’t we go off cryin to our
Father that we don’t feel so good? Now, mind you, I’m not making fun
of taking our troubles to our Heavenly Father. I’m striving for a
certain point. Hang on with me just a bit more. Here it comes.
Notice in my story of the flattened frog I presented reasons we would
all excuse. We wouldn’t blame the driver for what happened. Not that
very many really care about frogs anyway. But just as a matter of
sincerity. Ok, we got hurt. It is possible our pain is being
misdirected. Remember His words: “Father, forgive them. For they
know not what they do.”
With all love and respect for the “called out ones”
We: Live, Die, Face Judgment. Jesus or die twice.
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