In the Shelter of his Wing


I wake up before dawn and look out my window at a light dusting of snow.  Out pops a little bird, hopping about in the snowflakes.

Then I wonder, “Where have you slept little one?  Did you sleep among the reeds in the ditch?  Did you forsake the tree limb for the shelter of the reeds?

You would have not perched yourself too deeply within them.  You would have slept in a place where two hops allowed your wings to spread.  You would be no food for the predator.”

And then I wonder.  Where did I sleep?  I slept peacefully under the outstretched wing of the Most High God.  I woke to His Glorious covering.  Lacking fear, I woke only to stretch my bones, and then to pray; even as the little bird sings his song of joy.

Is this how Jesus slept in the boat while the storm raged around him?  Is this how Daniel slept with the Lions, for the weariness of their bodies?  Is this how the Apostle Peter slept so soundly in the jail amidst the soldiers?  Is this how the Prophet Elijah slept alongside the Kerith Ravine, knowing the wings of a bird would feed him in the morning?

Oh how desire rages within this servant to instill these things in my fellow man!  Will you please consider the power of God to sustain your tired soul.  His name is Christ Jesus, the Son of God and the Son of Man.

By His Grace

En Route!


The Holy Judgment of God in en route.  Even now, the days mark their path; destined to end standing before the Most High God.  All men are carried, regardless their knowledge, by the progress of every day.  The flesh does not perceive it.  But the soul knows.

 

Men dress the flesh in pleasure and flash to the eye.  Music is made to glorify what is rotting.  Politics adorn the work of man’s hands.  Men clamor to build; they plot through the night to accomplish come the morning.   All the while, the judgment of God is approaching with deft and timely feet.

 

What needs to be done to wake the sleeping?  I cannot ask what you would have from us that you might consider this.  Loving sleep, men go about their days in oblivious fashion.  They crave what they can have today.  They give no consideration to what God demands of all.

 

So I ask the Lord, “What can I do that will wake the dead who, even now, walk in blindness”.

 

What, indeed, can be done?  Shall the Lord appear again to testify in flesh?  Shall he be crucified again?  Was it not enough that such has been done among us?

 

Is the Gospel hidden?  Is the testimony of God’s people shut up in a vault?  Is the message of all creation silent?  Is not desire among them, though they now use it to pervert themselves?

 

Though they do not perceive, God remains.  Truth remains in Him from everlasting to everlasting.  Both promises of condemnation and salvation remain prominent before Him, and will not relent.  Let them seek.  Let them ask.  Let them consider these things.

 

He has testified to the things of eternity.  He has left Holy blood to mingle with the dust under our feet.  Over the centuries the wind has blown the dust about.  Who’s feet are blameless?  Who has not stepped on the blood of Christ?

 

The Holy Wind of God is spread abroad.  The strength of God among us searches hearts and minds, and does not sleep.  Who will render to God what is God’s?  Who will bow now; lest they are forced to their knees on that Day?

 

The Judgement is coming quickly, steadily, and promised by He who can not lie.  Who will take heed and respond with speed?  Who will willingly enter the Holy Fire that is God, that his sins may find the mercy He offers?  Who will die today unreconciled?