The Ant Head


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They gathered in a building.  The final place of the final test.  They came together to prove the value of Man.

The question was leadership and righteousness.  Who is worthy and why.

From the body of the elders they pick the wisest one.  They said to him, “Choose for us a prize that we may begin the contest”.  The old man, bent over and half blind, said to them, “Bring me the head of an ant”.

The youngest of the elders was the first to move.  He ran outside and grabbed the first ant he could find.  With urgent dispatch he returned with the head of an ant.

The elder told him to put it plate and set the plate the middle of the table. 

The elder sat at the head of the table.  “Now debate among yourselves who is worthy to eat this head.”

They all stood speechless for the space of a minute.  Then the first to move was the youngest.  As his fingers reached for the prize, one of the elders slapped his hand with disdain.  “What gives you the right to think you are worthy?”  The reaching and the slapping became a spark to a pool of flammable liquid. 

It started with a response.  But it soon developed into an all out brawl.  This went on for quite a while until a breeze came to the top of the table.  Not even one elder noticed the ant head drift off the plate, down to the floor, and disappear in a crack.

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I have looked at Man.  I have tried to discover why righteousness eludes us.  I thought I had the answer.  But in the telling of it, it took too long.

In my life I have testified well over fourteen thousand times, trying to nail down the reason why we are full of disarray.

I have come to the conclusion of the elder who ordered the ant head.  There is no righteousness among men.  There is no peace to be found anywhere on this earth.  Man simply does not have eternal life in him.

And I have understood from all that is Christianity, Salvation belongs to our God and to the Lamb.  Except that the Living God had done his “Strange Work”, not one man would rise from the grave.

I used to stand at the edge of the city and wait to hear wisdom.  I stood along the path where men walk and waited to hear someone utter something wise and beautiful.  But I realized I will starve to death before I find a wise man walk by me.

Unless the wisdom of God comes down from heaven, man has no option but death.  And hasn’t this been done?  Christ Jesus crucified on our behalf.  Yes, the wisdom of God has come down.

In Man there is no life.  But God has sent mercy.  Let every man do as he will; seek righteousness with all your heart.  You will not find it here!

What Word?


Oh!  People of the world; those who despise the Rule of the Holy One.  What do you have to show for all your toil?

Your people melt in the streets from the demands you place upon them.  They rot in their flesh and soul, for the strength of your demands.  What do you have to show for all the chaos of your toil?

Isn’t the Word that can heal among you?  Isn’t the power of Salvation from God extended?

Why will you not take it?  Why will you not ask?  Why will you live like abandoned children?

Why will you honor the unholy gaggle that you yourselves have glorified?  Why will you not humble yourselves in prayer?

Why is the Holy Scripture left untouched, day after day?  Why do you not speak to one another about pure things?  Why are lies vastly more abundant than God’s commands?

See how you falter and fail.  See how you lack the strength to continue.  Yet you continue; as if this continuing is righteously demanded of every one of you.

The leaders of the people die.  They thirst and will not drink.  They hunger, yet waste away like those who fast to death.

The children are not fed, for the parents have no food.  Filth is the delicacy on the table at night.  Precious and good food is kept far from the front door to every house.

What more can be said to a people who desire death and abhor life?  Do you want a sweet word from the Living God’s Holy Son?  How shall He who tells the truth speak a lie?  You have what is true to say.

Amen.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.


Wake.  You who say “Shhhhh”, wake.

Look.  You who close your sleepy eyes.

Listen. You who fill your ears with tripe.

Your legs are broken.

Yet you think you can run.

You have religion.

But you have no Strength.

Wake.  The Living God moves among you.

But your stupor of greed restrains your senses.

You do not shed blood.

Yet you murder the souls of thousands.

Look.  See how the children reflect the doings of the inner room of the parents.

Listen.  The children hate with abandon, for they are not taught to revere the Lord of Hosts.

You give birth to babies, breaking their legs before they can learn to walk.

Yet you expect them to run!

You gladly receive a happy word from fools.

But you despise the Holy Word from the Living God’s Holy Son.

You are dead, even as you think you live.

Seek the Lord while He can be found.

Look about you.

See how the door has shut in your face.

Look at the horror that is your precious hope.

Look in the streets!

Can’t you see what’s happening to your precious hope?

Seek the Lord or remain dead, even while you think you live.

Profound Reigndrops


Like droplets of pure water,
The Truth of God rains down.

But splashing into the sea of men,
It barely makes a sound.

The roar pleasure and swirl of chaos,
Subdue it all around.

And if it rained a torrent
What would be the effect?

Would not the sea increase its height,
Its rebellion barely checked.

But from where did the ocean get its birth,
That “Salty Brine” that is its girth?

Was it not from the torrent that God set out,
To display his Glory, all round about.

But so it is and will not change;
The direction of droplets men rearrange;

To send their desire, consuming God,
Perverting their nature with all that is odd.

By His Grace

“Away With God!”


(I wrote the following piece, but found no pleasure in publishing it.  How I would much rather speak joyous things.  But the day does not warrant it.  So be it!)

They say “World Peace” is the objective.  But while they speak such a lofty phrase, there is no love for the Peace of God.  The only reason they want world peace is so that they can pursue their own pleasure.  “Level the field, and we can run uninhibited!”

We are told to manage our bodies.  Foolishly, people think the government cares.  The only reason they want you to manage your body, is so that you will not be a drain on the economy.  Otherwise they don’t care if you live or die.

We are commanded by law to respect every man’s mind.  The vernacular calls it “politically correct”.  But there is no politically correct stance of inclusion for the Christian.  There never has been.  For the Living God has never been acceptable among men.  Man believes the lie of satan: “You ask too much of us and do not give us what we need to accomplish your will!”

With a weak struggling soul, I will chase after the things of Christ.  I know I am not alone.  But you couldn’t prove that if you watched my life.  There is no brotherly embrace.  They have scattered us to the wind.  They have infiltrated our ranks with a bevy of politically correct minds.  And they are about to make the proclamation that they are free of Christ!

I have no time to embrace that folly.  My days are markedly short.  I have no time left to pine for Love; that sweet embrace of a brother in Christ, as we ascend the mountain of God.

I would betray the Holy Christ if I turned to join the world in their great celebration of the power of Man.  “United we stand, yes we can, world peace, economic stability, subjection of rebellion, control of all resources, and the horrible thought which they cap with the word Tolerance.”

The wicked scurry about like ants on a cube of sugar.  They perceive sweetness of freedom to be within their grasp.  There’s a smile on their face now.  The men of power are pleased.  “We are so very near achieving our goal, I can almost taste it.”

God has spoken, but no one hears.  The tumult of abhorrent chants drowns out the truth.  Captured by video and audio entertainment, the masses have become oblivious.  No longer is God spoken of in the streets.  The Holy Word of greeting has been replaced by “Hi”.  If one believes in God he keeps it a deep dark secret.  It has become a blight and shame to obey the living God’s Christ.

Religious cults abound.  The Gospel has been so watered down, the followers rarely know the fullness it used to be.  And they are not interested to learn.  For there is pleasure in dispensing the Gospel with fleshly tools.  “We will have what pleases us!”

“More beautiful music about Christianity! 

More peaceful words of love. 

More lofty poetry!

More smiling brothers and sisters. 

Away with condemnation from above!”

Have what you desire.  Who am I that you should listen to me?  I am a useless truck driver.  Like the night janitor, I am an obscure human being. When I do my work, I am only in the way.  For the sake of earning a wage, I am forced to deliver useless trinkets to a useless people.  I take heart in this however, for in this I am treated like God’s Christ; tossed away without a care.

But you will continue in your unholy way, all you people who love the things of Man.  God has promised that you will not abandon the work of your hands.  And true to his promise, I see no hope of repentance in the fabric called humanity.

But if you have read this far, how much does it take to cause you to finish this reading? 

You have heard that God loves all men.  Is that true? See what God has said in Psalm 139.

19 “O that You would slay the wicked, O God;
            Depart from me, therefore, men of bloodshed.

      20 For they speak against You wickedly,
            And Your enemies take Your name in vain.

      21 Do I not hate those who hate You, O LORD?
            And do I not loathe those who rise up against You?

      22 I hate them with the utmost hatred;
            They have become my enemies.”

May your will be done Holy Father!  Who can let his shadow darken your Holy Throne, that he may give you counsel of men?

By His Grace

Amazing Transformation!


structural1A 40′ X 18″ I Beam weighs about 400 lb.  How excited would man be if he could find a way to construct that same span and strength to weigh only 3 lb?  What kind of material could do that?  I would guess that search has been on since the invention of steel.

But man doesn’t have to look very far to find a material that’s stronger than such a fantasy.  He need only look to his rebellious soul.

Nothing on earth, or in all creation is harder than the rebellious soul of a man.  Yet Jesus is famous for exchanging such a marvelously difficult material into a heart of flesh.  The stone cold heart of man is easily rendered into one that understands and does the will of God.  But don’t think you’re going to do that yourself.

It takes the slightest will, in a man, to yield to Christ.  At that point, a flaw is found in the amazingly hard heart.  It is through that flaw that Christ Jesus begins his work.  Yes, it takes time.  But those who yield early in their life can likely expect to become that elusive material that man has sought since the time of Adam.