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Skittish, No More!

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The food is prepared.

Properly portioned;

Abundant in flavor and appeal.

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A trek is made down the mountain,

To the edge of the woods;

Where the spacious plains abide.

That place where,

Trees of potential wander about;

Without meaningful knowledge.

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With stealth before the dawn,

Loving hands deliver the gift.

Then quietly, invisibly,

I slink back to my place

Among the trees that Are.

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Watch and wait.

Wait and watch.

Will the fearful ones come to eat?

The breeze of the day

Comes down from the mountain,

Sending the scent their way.

How careful they are,

For they perceive;

This is not a natural food.

But hunger and curiosity win;

Shaky legs bring them near.

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“Eat, desired ones!”

This whisper finds no voice.

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Taste and see that the Lord is good.

Rise up and come join me.

Together we will Live,

On the mountain of His Hope.

There, we will, with unity, prepare:

Meals of Great delight.

We will, together, come;

To the place of “delivery”.

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Unspeakable joy shall be ours.

For the Giver, Himself,

Takes unspeakable joy at providing.

Let us provide then!

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Let Him add to His

Number of joyous cooks.

By His Grace

Faithful unto Death

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Side by side, supporting his fallen comrade.  How many years have they withstood winters, who can tell?

In the noise and confusion of man, does anyone notice?  Enoch, the 7th from Adam, would have noticed.

23. “Altogether, Enoch lived a total of 365 years. 24. Enoch walked faithfully with God; then he was no more, because God took him away.”

God is True

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Attain.  Remain.  Send honor to the Holy One.

He is true and of excellent wisdom, even to the fullness of the term.

He has sent His Grace abroad; filling all manner of trees of men.

He has set the bounds, perfectly set and firmly.

One will reach to the heavens.  Another is but like a shrub.

The Trees in His Holy Garden of Grace abound.  They are trimmed by the Holy Will of the Living God.

Let a man accept his place.  Yet let him reach toward what is higher.

What tree seeks to grow toward its roots?  Does it not grow to its fullness toward the Sun?

Let a man know his place.  Yet let him give honor to what is full.

Aspire!  Greatly aspire to what is best.

Humility is found in the knowledge of restriction.

The proud seek what they cannot have.  But the humble see, with clear vision, what is theirs to own.

God alone is true, faultless, power beyond the perfected.

He is sovereign, and thrice Holy.

By His Holy Grace we live.  By His Holy Wisdom we own.  By His boundless strength we serve; each in his proper place.

Attain!  Retain!  Send Honor to the Holy One, the Living God and His Holy Word The Christ.

Salvation is a richly variegated garden of souls.

May His Holy Will be done forever!

Amen.

The Way it is

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The gravel lays where it is placed and is forced to be ground to powder.  Once a majestic singular mountain, it is now but blowing dust in the open space.  Dust that is now forced to mingle and no longer be singular.

Raindrops fall by orders from creation.  They take their place together to create a body of water that was not before.  What was taken away is giving back.  A brief independence is forced to reunite.

Tree roots split dirt and rock to produce obedient fruit.  In its proper time the fruit appears and does not fade until ordered to fall.  With a crash the limbs shatter on the ground.  What was once tall and magnificently beautiful becomes rot for the growth others.

Three specimens to show God’s will dictated.  He alone is life, there is no life apart from him.  Yet what shall be said of man?

His body follows the dictates of God: to grow, to do, and to die.  But man is not faithful, as all creation endures.  He contrives means of rebellion.

How many ponder these things as they sit in open places?  How many allow themselves to be struck by the nature of sin?  And how many of those will fall on their face and beg for mercy?

Salvation belongs to our God and to the lamb.  What errant creature is able to save himself? 

The Indellible Message

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trees and grassNo matter, if we sleep or wake, we are without excuse.  Every day and every night, God has left his faithful mark among us.

 

The trees remain. Even the dead of winter does not remove their witness.  The grass obeys our feet; bowing low at our passing.  The stars recede at the breaking of dawn; obeying the greater light’s command to depart.  And the moon reflects the glory of the blazing Sun, regardless our perception.

 

We know wickedness first.  But all creation knows obedience first.  This is the witness God has created as a guide.  This is the witness God has left among us as a testimony to the work of man’s hands.  Obedience to God remains.  Wickedness is fleeting.

 

The witness of God among us is firm and entrenched.  Though we tear it up to replace its beauty with the work of our own hands, we must continually fight to restrain its appearance.  Grass grows up in the cracks of our “beautiful” construction.  We must continually attack it to force it back.  Tiny trees grow against our will.  All the while, who perceives this battle as futile?

 

We ignore.  Perhaps we delight in perception.  We alienate God’s powerful will among us.  Or we respect it.  Regardless, God IS.  His Holy command has left us the loudest possible message.  “I AM.  I will not be stopped or stifled.  Listen to Me and gain eternity.  Refuse and remain in death.”