Tag Archives: Noise

Sorrow’s Repercussions

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Word frames to paint the repercussions of sorrow:

How much sorrow in this world is swallowed by humanity? The pain we feel inside never finds a place of release. What is the sound of a wounded heart?  Humanity doesn’t have the ability to voice it.  


How much sorrow is dished out in this world and the people eat it all day long? What is the size of container necessary to keep it all bottled up? I don’t think such a container could be on the earth, it is just too large!


This is the reason the world is isolated from the glorious throne of the living God. This incubator of godly traits will not find an audience before purity.  


If sorrow made a noise what would it be? And if the volume of that noise from one man is loud, what is the sound of all humanity from Adam until now. 


 Once the sound is uttered, or a feeling of sorrow kept inside, it can never be dismissed or extinguished, it can only be ignored. The deed is done and the payment is in the soul.  


It is the mercy of God that we cannot hear the horror of what we do. But God surely hears.  


A wailing is heard in heaven. A constant sound of torture, echoing off walls of peace. It is not so much the volume that should be disturbing, it’s the sound itself.  


Do we think a little sin is no trouble when compared to a large sin? Doesn’t a small sin add to the roar of sorrow? Who are we to divide what is righteous, what is moderate, and what is deadly? 


If God gave us ears to hear what we do, would it subdue our selfish desire? Or would the sound of our own wickedness caused us to wail even louder?


Withdraw from the war against your brothers. Minimize regret.  

The Eternal Voice 

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​You are a soul encapsulated in a body.  Here you are helpless.  Everything and everyone is an enemy and a threat.  Your deadly enemy walks in front of your house.  By the look on his face  you know he desires your end.


   But there is no reason to be afraid.


Remember what God Said.  He didn’t say it with words.  He said it with the sound of blood as it trickled down a wooden beam.  He said it with the sound of skin being pierced by Iron nails.  He said it with the sound of sweat breaking through to the surface of the skin.


“I love you.  I will help you.  I will bring you to be where I am.  I cannot lie.  I am more powerful than death itself.  I will provide for you.  I will sustain you, no matter what.  And all I want from you is trust.  Believe these things.”

What Day is This?

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Timidity and fear, what do they have to do with the people of God in Christ?  Boldness and peace, confidence and love, now these are the targets to which Christians should shoot their life.

Why are we timid?  Isn’t it because the voice of wickedness is so loud? 

Why do we fear?  Isn’t it because we fail to believe?

How does a Christian become bold?  Isn’t it because he trains his ear to deafen at the roar of the world, entertaining no sound but the beautiful whisper of God in his soul.

If a man will learn these things he will have peace, confidence and love.  He will become bold for Christ.

The more wicked the day, the more opportunity.  What day then is this, that Christians should cower in a corner?

By His Grace

The Rising Din

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Every man who ever lived has heard the murmur of noise.  It is like a quiet hum in the ears of our souls.   If you listen, you’ll hear it even now.

Activity in Heaven is the cause of the noise.  A sustaining of all the vastness of that Holy space.  All the preparing for those who are coming to love the Living God’s Christ.

Holy weapons of love for the Living God’s Christ have kept their place within the very essence of each creature who abides in Heaven.  The hum of truth from their activity reaches even to the depths of this unholy mob of creatures here.  If you listen, you’ll hear it even now.

What is the vastness of Heaven?  The answer is, “Endless volume of Life”.  But I will open a secret.  I will expose what has remained promised since the day of Adam and Eve.

A moment approaches.  Even now, as each letter is laid in its proper place, that moment draws closer.  Let your soul’s ears hear the impact of this revealing.  Draw close to listen, as one might, as friends gathered around the camp fire to hear the ending of a stimulating story.

That moment will come when the Holy Father speaks “the Ending” to His Holy Son.  Without a moment’s hesitation, the Holy Son will move to seal this place of testing forever.

And here is the impact of that revealing moment:

Every Holy Creature, which lives in the vastness of Heaven, will fix his Holy eyes on earth.  Countless billions of creatures will turn from their holy work, to work toward the end of this unholy place.  The entirety of Heaven will focus on this place of abhorrent wickedness.

Are men afraid of a mob, which comes against them to tear them apart?  Enough fear of such things rises to loose the bowels.  How much fear will rise up within every soul, when the Holy Mob of Heaven turns its attention to the annihilation of this unholy place.

For now, men live as if in secret.  As though every thing they do and desire are removed from the attention of the Living God.  As though no creature has any interest in men’s doings.  Blind!  Such understanding is utter blindness!   Attention is simply waiting to be unleashed.

Give these things what thought you might.  The Holy moment of attention will come!  It will happen, for the Living God cannot lie.

Seek the Gospel of Christ Jesus.  In that Gospel alone, does peace toward that moment exist.

The Noise Not Heard.

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Animated noise

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Only sounds close reach my flesh.

The older I get the closer they must be.

Yet there is noise upon noise.

The older I get the less I hear

Of the noise the world affords an ear.

It’s the voice of God I seek.

And no ear will serve me well.

Rattle and prattle your wicked noise of hatred.

The din will rouse no saint.

There is a noise of always which rings with joy.

And no clanging will drown it out.

Speak, my Lord, I listen with heart.

Your ways and Your words are so welcome.

Turn back the rustle and bustle.

Let the voice of God stir my soul.

 

By His Grace.