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Pathetic Silence

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It makes me sad to look about.
Our cities under siege.
The “dead” in homes,
Lives like drones,
Amazed at what they see.

The Devil comes and takes away.
No words are spoken.
No!

“No way!

If we speak,
He’ll take us too!
Then, tell us what we all should do.
We’ll leave it to the likes of you.”

The bully on the playground
Pounds and pounds and pounds.
Daring those who watch him work
To make a single sound.

Is this the life you want to lead?
Are shadows giving what you need?
Why can’t you see the pitiful plight
Of he one who bleeds and has no fight?

Be silent then!
Your days well spent,
Watching Death on your TV.
The challenge is there in front of you.
The challenge is up to you and me.

See how the gospel is hidden.
Even surely by those who know!
See how the evil one has risen.
Without striking a single blow.

Worthless Parents

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Sin is born of chaos and ignorance.  Chaos is the careless mother who dropped her child on the way.  And ignorance is the worthless father who does as he pleases regardless the needs of his children.

Every man is born of these.  But Christ offers adoption into a Holy, righteous, faithful, loving, and eternal family.  Within this family there is opportunity to learn what is true.  Within this family there is forgiveness and grace to accomplish Life.

Are you tired of your sick and worthless old mother?  Are you weary of wondering where your father is?

Chaos and ignorance have nothing to offer anyone.  They simply produce and abandon.  But if you want salvation from worthlessness, cry out to the Living God in the name of Christ Jesus.

“Nain”, the Pleasant Land

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You think you are dead.  You look back with horror at the things you have done.  You take stock of the sum of your life, and find no beauty in it.

You are rightly afraid of the sin you have loved so much.  It will indeed consume you, even unto the second death.  But I tell you there is hope.

There is one approaching this land of what men call pleasant.  In your recognition of failure you are the dead and only son of a widow.

The life of men is like a wife whose husband is dead.  They are widows of righteousness; helpless to provide for themselves.  The mercy of God is hidden from them, for they have loved all things that are not God’s.

He has compassion on her, as she cries with unquenchable tears.  Let Him come close.  Let Him touch the coffin of your folly.  He will speek to you, “Child of demise, I say to you, awake.”

You will wake and be revived.  Not by your own strength, but by the will of God to be compassionate.  And you will not wake to return to a life of demise.  You will be purchased for the sake of life eternal.

Does your hollow heart think these words are useless dribble?  Do the tears you cry cloud these words to obscurity?

Read for yourself the compassion of God in Christ Jesus His Holy Son.  You will find the story in Luke chapter 7 verses 11 through 17.

I testify to you as one who was dead.  I tell you these things are true because I now live.

I was once like you; lost in horror at the sum of my life; dead to hope.  I now live in comparatively blazing difference.  All of this because the Lord had mercy on a dead man.

The hope I have is living and active.  It is impossible for God to lie.  I have received his promise and it does not disappoint.

Call out to him with what belief you can render.  Reach deep inside, and continue to call out with what strength you can find.  In due time, according to his excellent wisdom, he will lift you up.  Only dare to believe.

A Beautiful Suicide

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Reflection

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A delicate proposition is presented to all. 

An ending proposed.

All potential destroyed.

And in it’s place, a standing tall.

What was held within the hand;

A futile life indeed.

No hope of better days.

A place appears, for standing tall.

Come over here, you pride of man.

You’ve cursed me far too long.

It’s time to meet your blackest day.

Light dawns, for standing tall.

Within my hand is placed the tool,

Which ends your bloody cravings.

What you desire is not to be.

In this place for standing tall.

Black to White, Hopeless to Hope Filled.

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White&black

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I read a post by someone who was in the process of taking away their life.  Hopelessness had done its gruesome work.  I left a note in response.  But I don’t know if it’s too late.

What about you?  Are you on the edge?  I have been there a number of times.  I remember waking up in a pool of vomit and marveling at my failure.  I didn’t want to be here.  And the sight only depressed me more.  I was not dead.  WHY?  More hopeless lay ahead.  For at least another year I floundered alone.  No one cared.  No one could care.  I was on the way out.  Nothing I did was good.  Nothing I could think found the strength to live.  I was absolutely lost.

Then came the Lord.  Jesus came back to get me.  He found me driving and spoke to me to lift me from hopelessness.  I don’t know why.  I wouldn’t have bothered to save me.  But Jesus has.  I am no longer tossed to the wind of cruel hopelessness.  I have vastly more than I ever thought possible.  I have hope for today, forgiveness of yesterday, presence of mind to cope, and the promise of eternity with Him!

I don’t have religion.  I have the Living God!  He cannot lie.  And He has promised me eternal life.  It’s due to Him that I am here.  And it’s to Him that I live now.  I will die.  But it won’t be at my own hand.  This hope is real and it’s available to anyone who calls out to Him for help.

By His Grace.