Willing Darkness


I sad song for a happy throng

The world is no refuge.  Because the blazing glory of God is not evident, men put their trust in the darkness of this place.  But this darkness is no refuge.

They say,  “We will face Him when we leave, when we are compelled to appear.”  And so they embrace the darkness which is embracing them even now.  A mutual love is exchanged from dark to dark. But this dark world is no refuge.

The Lord God Almighty shields his blazing glory from those who live on earth.  He has built this place of testing to test the hearts of men.  “Who will love Me; who will desire my ways?   Though they thrive in darkness, who will understand? 

They drink from what is wicked and their tongue does not alarm.  They stumble in the darkness but they do not ask for light.  All their days are toil against an enemy they cannot see.  So they make up fables and lies to cover their ignorance.”  But the glory of God is not quenched.

He is from forever and will never cease to be.  Man is of 60 short years perhaps 100.  Thus the darkness consumes them and they think their life is royal.  They allow for truth that is no truth at all.

Then they leave this place of testing and are compelled to appear before the Most High God.  No preparation is made.  No time is found to honor he who lives forever.  No words of praise will come from their lips.  They will be silent and afraid in their shame.

They say they trust in Jesus to save them on that day.  But they do not honor the Holy One while they live in this place of testing.  They give no honor to the One of God’s choosing.   How will they be received with honor?  They have lived as if his enemy.  How then shall they be received?

God is honored by the Holy, glorious throng.  It is man who detests to give praise to the God who has made them.  But honor will surely flow, despite their rebellious souls.

You wait in this place of darkness and cover the eyes of your soul.  “I will praise him when he calls for me.  Until then I will do whatever my heart desires.  I will adhere to the laws of this land.  I will be blameless among my brothers.  We will work together and create a peaceful place.  And the Lord will count us good men when He calls us to appear.”

But you do not perceive that such testimony condemns you.  You do not know nor ask.  The Lord sees from his glorious throne.  He sees that you postpone your honor to him.  He sees that you desire the love of men more than the love of God.  What will he say when you are called to appear?  What testimony will you bear before him that you have loved him?

Prepare


Prepare old world.  Gather together your weapons.  Purify your ranks; let only the haters of God survive.  Sharpen your wits; gather together the wisest among you.

You will face your enemy on the ground he has chosen.  The very ground you use to prepare for battle will be ripped from under your feet.

You will find yourselves as naked souls; prepare to stand before the Most High God.  Lord Jesus, the one you have despised so greatly, will stand before you in all his majestic and blazing splendor.

Prepare to weep.  Prepare to gnash your teeth in violent anger.  You have desired independence for your pleasure.  You have not desired him to be your king.  Prepare to meet your God.

By His Grace

Come Out From Her My People!


You who call upon the name of the Lord with a hopeful whisper, not knowing if your prayer is heard.  Where is your confidence?  While you fear the world you live in, where is your strength?  You should fear the Lord of Life only!  There is no place for fear in love made perfect.  For fear has to do with punishment.  And the fear you hold is born of your embrace with the wicked.  Separate and your confidence will grow.  Remain and the fear you now have will consume you.

Ready to Run!


I prepare to drive (cause that’s what I do for a living in this wicked world). 

That means I am preparing to run (in the language of truckers).

I prepare to serve (cause that’s what I do for a living in the world to come). 

That means I’m preparing to run (in the language of God)

By His Grace.