Righteousness Silenced


There is a roar in those nations referred to as “advanced”.

A quaking of souls, massed together in humiliation,

Each one buzzes with desire.

Together a thunderous volume of hatred roars.

Against the Holy One they mummer.

For the love of sin they whisper their joy;

Now shouting with their unholy practice.

Do they think the din of unholy noise will not reach Heaven?

Adoring the parade of wicked desire.

Propriety is forced to hide;

That brilliant, lovely, gentle dressing of soul.

“Get away from us!  You have nothing to offer anymore.”

So they turn to perfumes to hide the stench.

They turn to guilded eyes to hide the darkness within.

Rich clothing, consuming of wages gained,

Adorning rotting bodies.

“Propriety is dead!  ‘Proper living’ is useless.

We will celebrate gain!  This we will elevate to holy worship.”

Chaos fills the desire of man.

Unholy things fill his unholy temples.

While the body rises to the strength of proud legs,

His soul slithers on the ground.

As the sharpened blade glints in the sunlight,

So his practices, unholy, glint in the Majesty of God.

As the blade sinks deep to cut off life,

So the practices of unholy men rest on their breast bone.

A tiny shove and life is over.

Let surprise show on their faces.

Let the Holy Lord of Life press truth against the handle.

Let temptation, enticing, lies, and desire,

Be pressed away from Him.

Salvation is offered.

But the One who offers is relegated,

To the shadows of a darkened alley.

Who will dare approach?

Who will brave death to embrace Life?

The Holy One’s promises are eternally true.

One is for death.

The other is for Life.

Rise from your drunken stupor!

You die the Death unrestrained.

How will you stand on that Horrible day for sinners?

What strength will your legs of flesh find,

When He rises to judge?

So be it!

Let your soul slither on the ground!

It is in proper posture already.

For every knee will bow,

Every tongue will confess,

That Jesus, the Christ of God, is King,

Lord,

Master,

Glory,

Honor,

Righteousness,

Faithfulness,

And Truth.

Amen, Amen, Amen!

Profits


The prophet of God is valuable.  Who then are they who disagree?

There is profit in the words of the prophet of God.  Who then are they who disbelieve?

It is intriguing that men prefer to ignore the messengers of God, when profit and loss are household concepts.  By this we can say that men are, by their very nature, lousy accountants.

For this they run the business of their life as if to fail.  Yet in business, they will kill to succeed.  Why does this tiny wisdom escape them?

It is impossible to correctly speak of the poverty of man.  Just as it is impossible to speak of the riches of God.

When we see Him face to face, we will understand.  Until then, profit comes by faith.  All the while poverty abides in flesh.

Do not be fooled, a man is what he believes.  Profit or loss, which do you choose?

By His Grace

Amazing Thanks!


Let the family stand on a warm July night.
Let them coo and moan at those “special lights”.

Let the young man dress enticingly.
Let him snap his neck to see,
The beautiful girl who passes by;
Yet fades away to nothing.

Let the rich man yearn for gold.
Let the fool demand his drink.
Let the young man chase what cannot be.
I have joy I cannot speak.

For in this life I’ve come to know,
The God who made my very soul.
This wonderful, fearful sack I own;
This knit together bag of bones,
Contains the promise of his throne:
“I will yet His face”!

They pine away for what passes away.
Completely content, this place to stay.
But now I lean into the Wind,
“Lead me home, my Holy Friend”.

In This Life–Collin Raye with lyrics: http://youtu.be/pOKqidAsRTs

By His Grace

The Grant


Let the man who perceives his poverty go to the rich man.  Let the pauper ask for a grant.  If the rich man is truly rich, he will accent.

But let the pauper stay a while to gain wisdom in dispensing this wealth.  For he did not know how to tend to his own.  How will he now tend to that which is freely given?  Won’t he become a pauper again?

Let regret stay a long distance from your door, O’ Pauper.  Stay and learn from he who knows how to retain.

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I have millions of regrets for things I’ve done.  But I cannot allow a singular item to become an item of regret.

I have received a luxurious grant from the Lord, through the wisdom and diligence of an elderly man.

Many years ago, I became a Christian.  When that happened, the Lord brought a wonderful example of Christianity to me.

I learned volumes, regarding the diligence necessary to retain what I had been granted.

Regret came decades later when I realized I left that wonderful man far too soon.  I did end up squandering that wealth, to some degree.
And I paid a heavy price for about 10 years.

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So let it be that a man who perceives his poverty should go to He who is rich beyond measure.  Let him ask.  He will receive.

But let that beggar stay a while.  Let him sit at the feet of a God sent mentor.  Let come what may, secure diligence!

Metamorphosis


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From dirt to white glory

Once I was brown with the filth of my own life.  Curled in on myself, I had no hope of promise.

But God has come, and now majestic has appeared.  He has done this and it is marvelous in my eyes.

Get Rich or Die Trying


Dear man:

The cute girl has become a nun.  With your mouth you say it is a good choice for her.  But with your heart you ridicule her ways.  She has removed herself from the pageantry of lust.  And now you must strike out her name from those you desire.  A great burden for the lust of young men.

A man has started going to church.  You call him to come attend your party.  But he says he has more important things to do.  With your lips you say he has become a good man.  But your heart looks forward to the joy of drunkenness.  And you are at a loss to explain this change in your friend.  You think you have lost him.

The world does not know, understand nor ask.  They are like a child whose friend has moved away.  All they know is that they will have to rearrange their days to maintain the pleasure they once had.

Young men go on adventures together.  To the water or to the mountains they seek out the joys of curiosity.  They speak together in peaceful places about the things of life.  Then one gets married leaving the others to themselves.

Such things are expected in the world.  Though his young friends don’t appreciate their loss, they do understand.  They too are expected to marry someday.  So with that loss there is some knowledge and understanding and asking.

But when a man or woman retreats from this world to marry the sovereign God in Jesus, men consider it an anomaly.  I have heard many refer to the Lord’s people as Jesus freaks. 

If the man had gone to Islam or become a Hindu or some other worldly religion, men seem to understand willingly.  Such religions base themselves in the teaching of men.  But Christianity bases itself in the teaching of God.  And men fail to be able to answer.

The world thinks it odd that they do not run into the flood of dissipation they once enjoyed.  Christians chace after the unseen with apparant abandon.   The world cannot possibly understand.  So it counts Christians as vile people.

But what the world misses is more important than what it has.  They live by the rule of this world which will be destroyed; a life built on perception of tangible things.  The people of the Lord live by the rule of heaven which is of eternity; the beautiful and incorruptible things of God.

I write this to the people of the world, to show them that Christians understand.  I find it curious that we understand you, for we are from you.  But you do not understand us, for you have never been from us.

We have moved to the place of life.  You continue to walk blindly in the place of death.  It would be a pleasure if you would even ask.  But you seal the door between us, giving yourself no edge toward life.  We care.

You fear losing the things you have been told are most important.  We testify that we too received the lie in regard to the world.  We testify that life in the Lord Jesus is the fullness of truth.  But you consider Christians misguided.   How curious that the lie becomes more important than the truth.  Ask yourself, which was here first, God or the world.

This is all I can do for you.  I continue to live as the Lord prescribes; by the life he gives me I testify to you.  I continue to listen to him and do what he says.  I write these things as often as I can find ways to tell you.  But in the end, the choice is yours to ask.

Those who live in the land you love will die.  They will not see eternal life.  Those who live with the Lord of love will live forever, though they must pass from this place in a death of the body.

The life you lead now is under your own rule.  You do not consider the rule of God to be important.  Yet you think you will be received for your honorable ways among men.  Or worse, you do not think about these things at all.

Any man may appeal to God, with earnest heart, and become a Christian.  I am not speaking of the “acceptable Christianity” of this world.  There is a distinct and vibrant difference my friend.

The Christian is taught, by the Lord Himself, to give up the things of this world and follow after the ways of Christ.  The world accepts going to church as the fullness of Christianity.  Therefore they are amazed at those who follow after what is true.

You do not ask but you are being told.  You do not seek but it comes to you everyday.  What will you do?