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The Little Boy

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In his striving to understand, man finds himself woefully lacking in wisdom.  By this perceiving, a man is forced to humility.  Pride grows tall on ignorance; a fertilized garden for weeds.

Shall we then make no attempt to understand?  Shall we close our lips lest our ignorance be revealed?  How should such a thing be, when all men are of the same stock?

The folly of men will judge other men.  By all means then, judge me.  Read my words and point your finger.  What is that to me?

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I am but a little boy. 

My understanding is so small.

So I gladly display my severe lack. 

That my God maybe great in all.

Persuasion from heaven

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A man cannot expect to persuade the men of the city by going out into the desert to preach to rocks.  Who would hear him that they may understand?

And if the man himself is not persuaded, he only testifies without knowledge.  He will only persuade to the sum of what he has.

But if a man has been to the desert to be persuaded, then what he has is more than the sum of men.

Such a man will find himself driven to the city to bear what he has received.  And the strength of his persuasion will persuade.

What he has received will not be hidden.  His understanding will mark his persuasion with fire.  Without effort or false intent he will speak living words. 

Let the people of the Lord Jesus cease persuading until they have gone out into the desert to be persuaded themselves.  Let us go and receive the best of heaven.  Why waste time persuading with what is the best of men?

May the Living God grant understanding.

Our Personal Altar

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Jesus, my God and King.  I stop here to lay a white stone on the top of my altar of life.  As a child I started this altar with little balls of mud I rolled in my hands as I encountered the truth of Your Holy ways.  Each little ball  represented a firm truth that was only perceived, not yet learned to live out in my ways.  But each one gave you Glory for Your perfect teachings.

Next came the smooth little pebbles I found on the edge of the River of Life which you took me to go see from time to time.  You let me drink from the edge as was wise according to Your endless wisdom.  Then you drove me back to where You found me to have advanced.  In this You watched to see what I would do with what You had given.

Then You drove me to the edges of that vast desert of life among men.  Walking out a half day’s journey, I received what you offered to prove my heart.  Dryness, loneliness, stark reality appeared before me as a living image of the relationships between man and man, and God and man.  Jagged rocks began to be placed on this altar of Glory to You.

You gave me strength I did have.  You gave the strength of Sampson from time to time.  And I placed immense boulders on the altar as You brought me to them in “The Way”.  You did not let me go around them.  Rather You bid me pick them up and stack them for Your Glory.  Amazement and worship filled me as each bolder of trouble was removed and placed on this Holy testimony to Your eternal love.

And now I reach in my pocket and pull out a smooth white stone.  With loving fingers I place it atop the great and growing pile of worship to You.  Through prayer I let it go to see where it will rest.  Little noises come to my ears as it finds its way to rest amid this pile of testimony.  And I watch it disappear into the pile.  As it became Yours, it now is hidden from sight.  Only You know where it now lay.  And all the more is Your Glory.  For You will testify that it has been laid within the altar which can never be torn down.

Glory is Yours!  For You see what we cannot.  Even the understanding You give us finds its place in our heart.  We perceive where You placed it.  Yet, even as we perceive it the understand disappears into the man You are causing us to become.  Only You know where it lay.  And on the day You cause us to appear before You, You will expose each response to what You have done.  All Glory is Yours.  And this will be so forever.

These words are Yours.  They come from a servant You have blessed with life.  I testify to man.  But You see the testimony that even Your servant cannot perceive.  Thus all Glory is Yours Forever; and that to the Glory of Your Father who Lives in unapproachable light!  You, Jesus, Son of the Most High God, are worthy of every possible good word.  May all who call on Your Holy Name do so with a trembling soul.  For You are given Immense Beauty from the God of all things.  You are worthy!  And Your worth is stamped with the approval of the Father of Life.  Amen!

Living Testimonies

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Oxycarenus lavaterae English: A ground bug

Oxycarenus lavaterae English: A ground bug (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Bible is the living testimony of the very words of God to man.  We who believe and receive His gift of salvation become a living testimony to all who witness our lives.  Therefore we are compelled to ask, “Would anyone who loves the Lord add words to His Holy Bible which detract from His Holiness or mention the things unseemly?”  The answer must be a categorical no!  Then if we would not do such a thing to God’s word which is the living testimony, why do men think it is acceptable to add to their own living testimony the things which detract from His Holiness or do the things which are unseemly?

This is a question we ought to ask ourselves often.  It is of the utmost importance that we hone our self-control and restrict the sinful nature so that our testimony mirrors that of the words we love so dearly.  We are told that we walk as if in broad daylight.  We are clearly and fully known in our every way.  This is true of our testimony as it applies to our ways among men.  Every word is being counted by them.  Every action is divided into what is good and what is not.  Even the bugs and other creatures will give a complete testimony before the Lord on the day we stand before Him.

How, then, should we propose to live?  Let us all, including myself, strive to please that pure teaching which the Lord has so generously given to His people.  Let us put aside the things of folly and embrace the pure wisdom of God with the understanding He has given us.  It was written and we all agree: “. . . Only let us live up to what we have already attained.”

By His Grace.

A Word from a Writing Candle

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We have all seen a new candle.  The wick is clean and white.  The long white column of wax is perfectly formed.  And every candle bought is intended for a use.  We unwrap the plastic.  We place it in a holder.  And we place it in a certain place for a distinct reason.

A child is born like a candle purchased.  The baby is placed in the house of its mother and father.  unwrapped from the

womb, the child is lit and placed among us.  Time has begun for the little one.  And soon its candle will burn down by degrees.

My candle is nearing the end.  And I look back at what I have become.  I look back to see what I have done, and am mostly ashamed.  But someone came and moved me to a place where I can light a writing desk.  In this I take heart.  For when I burned in the sinful places I lit the way of sinners.  And now that I am burning closer to the base I am more fit for he who writes.  A long candle sheds less light on the desk and more for the room at large.  But a light which is near the base sheds a better light for pen and ink.

I have done what I have done.  And it cannot be erased.    Yet it is not my past which amazes me.  What can be expected from a life of sin.  It is that The Lord has given me a testimony among His people.  This amazes me.  And for this I give thanks to Him.

“I Could Have Told You Vincent”

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c. 1632

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The Very Best of Don McLean
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“But I could have told you, Vincent, This world was never meant for one. As beautiful as you.”  Don Mclean sung words which he did not understand the full meaning to.  Others have sung another song: “This world is not my home, I’m just a passing through.”  Indeed, this world was never meant as a home to those who serve Love.  There is a place where God’s people are destined to appear.  Yet, until we reach that place we will be utterly misunderstood and cast out of the world’s favor.  “They went about in sheepskins and goatskins, destitute, persecuted and mistreated the world was not worthy of them.”

“How you suffered for your sanity.  How you tried to set them free.  They did not listen, they did not know how.  Perhaps they’ll listen now.”  Then the words render a different note of horror:  “. . . perhaps they never will.”  What is it to us if they listen or not?  We are bound by the Glory of God to testify!   And testify I will, regardless the response!

Were these words spoken as a testimony to your faith in Jesus, would you feel the power of that testimony?  Could they be spoken of you?  Will you permit me to ask you a question without turning toward pride?  What is stopping you from becoming a blazing flame of testimony for the One who has redeemed you? 

By His Grace.