Heart Transplant


Plead all you want to a heart of stone,

There’s no way it’ll ever love you.  


Offer up the finer things,


Greed hates them 


When they’ve lost the “new”.  


No.  


What’s needed here resides outside;


Strategic war, 


A genocide.  


Lift out the stone.  


And in its place,


A heart of flesh from God replace.  


It’s easy for a heart of stone


To love those things it calls its own.  


But love like God’s is foreign ground.  


To the heart whose beat makes not a sound.

The Nature of Sin


Sin is a curious predator.  The stocking of its prey is sufficient pleasure.  It doesn’t kill to eat.  It doesn’t destroy to retain its property.  And it really doesn’t care whether the sinner is pleased with its work or not.  I doubt that sin is even purely selfish.  The only thing sin has in mind is to destroy purity.  And if you could ask sin why, it wouldn’t have the slightest clue of an answer.

What should be done with an enemy like that?

The Luckey Ones?


“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” (Romans 8:28)

The godless think they are enroute to their own pleasure.  They neither consider that God sees, nor that he can do anything about them.  Ignorance and willful abandon are their are gods.  And doesn’t their pursuit of pleasure demand slothfulness?  They obey diligence just enough to get what they want, and no more.  Violence, greed and pride are the mantra of their every step.  Hatred and destruction are their prime reasons for life.  “Destroy your enemy, then you can have their goods.  Love others just enough to steal them blind.

These are real life zombies.  They walk about and do, according  to the rules of death.  But they are not useless, these people of self-will.  God is directing them to the path of his people.  He allows them to float about in reserve until he needs them for his purpose.  Then their path is brought to bear down on his people.

Men and women of The Faith come to believe this is true.  Maturity in Christ demands such a perception.  Righteous obedience to the Lord requires that mindset.  The peace God gives his people proves that His Holy will is being done in all things that come to them.  Nothing, nothing in Christ is arbitrary!

Your path moves in a straight line toward eternal life in Christ.  The wicked mill about in their chaotic endeavors.  Where does your path intersect who?   Think about this with all earnest thought.

Happenstance belongs to those who are godless.  Luck belongs to the dead.  Chance belongs to the groping blind.  But to those who believe by The Faith born from God: “You have intended it for evil, but God has intended it for good”.

Gather your holy wits about you and walk with confidence.  If the Living God is your God in Christ, you have no room for doubt.  If that’s not so, then why does James instruct us to say, “If God is willing”?

(Please don’t let these words sit on my blog.  Have the guts to share them with someone.  Let us do as God commands, “Encourage one another in the Holy Faith”.  Look around.  Who else do you know that speaks words like these?  Why should you share trivia only?  Why not share life?  Or are you really ashamed of me, as I have come to suspect you are?)

The Scoundrel


He sits with you while you do your work, waiting patiently for praise.

When you go out to play he comes along with you, bringing all kinds of competitive violence.

When you go to buy what you need, he’s the one who suggests the frivolous.

When you sit in church, he’s the one who pays attention to everything but the sermon.

While you are in prayer, he’s the one who draws your attention to leave.

When you try to love someone in Christ, he’s the one who points out why the man is not worthy.

Who is this scoundrel?  He is the mind of flesh.  He is the one you are commanded to overcome.  He is the one who stands outside your door desiring to have you.  He is the one you must murder.

Big and Small


Big people are big.

Big folks can’t be small.

Whether they’re long and lanky,

Or anything but tall.

They may not hold a grasp on love.

But never does that stop them.

They just slip off their greedy gloves.

And do best with what comes.

Small people are small.

Small folks can’t be big.

They think they’re long and lanky,

But they’re everything but tall.

They never grasp for what is love.

Their selfish hearts restrain them.

They always wear their greedy gloves,

Grasping lust where ere it comes.

By His Grace

Unfinished Business


Life is full of unfinished business.  Get used to it.  That won’t change.

A man and woman have an argument.  The argument never gets resolved, because the causes don’t go away.  Neither does the memory.  But what happens is worthy of mention.

Purposeful forgetfulness sets in.  By sheer will, we make a choice to forget the argument.  Then we focus hard on obliterating the causes.  By applying a sincere lack of selflessness we divorce hatred, violence, envy, greed, and every other wicked obsession.

By forgiveness alive, we mend what cannot be mended.  Not only that, we look forward to the promised moment when all that is self is absorbed into eternal joy.  As we live in that promise, we become.  As we live in that promise, as a people destined to receive, we become those who have already received enough strength to over come all that destroys.