What Was, Still Is.


Why do we do the things we do?  Why have we learn to love what we love?  What causes a man to gravitate toward one sin or another?  Why is ignorance so beloved while wisdom and sobriety wander like orphaned children?  It is impossible that any man should answer these things.  At best they can only say, “It is the way of Man”.

Centuries ago (Pick a moment in time.) one man made a choice.  He agreed with wickedness; to perform and action of death.  Once the deed was done, the ripple effect into future days has not ceased.  No, it is carried in the soul of those who came from his day.  It is carried like a disease to the generations that follow.

As it is so with one man, centuries ago, so it is with all the men who lived in his day.  The laws they made, the words they spoke, the perceptions they held so dearly, the deviceiveness they encouraged without end, the judgments they made, the dress codes they approved or disapproved, how they segregated one man from another by language, color of skin, or other cultural differences, what lies were considered innocent, what does were considered necessity, didn’t all these things shape the mind of those to come?

Certain wickedness is adored, while holiness is forgotten.  Protections are made for certain wicked people, while the righteous go abandoned.  And haven’t we inherited all these things?

Add to this, our own imaginations.  Look around and see what we adore.  Aren’t we shaping the inheritance of those who will come after us?  And how will they know what they believe?  How will they be able to divide between what is necessary and what is inherited from the wicked who came before them?

Such is the plight of man to suffer in his own vile filth.  Yet the good news of God remains.  If we will humble ourselves and call out to him for help, he will give us what we never had.  The more diligent the soul, the more God will give.  In Christ Jesus, he will save us from our ignorance.

Is it any wonder that so few find “The Way?

Why Now?


All day long you go about your business, as if all you have to fear is the safety of your goods and your health.  I hear you, people of the world, I hear the noise of your machines.  I hear the words of songs that should never be sung.  I see how you parade around as if there is no account to be made.

Will you listen if I tell you?
Will you hear if I speak? 
Will you care if I tell you I fear for you? 
You have not in the past. 
It’s not likely you will now.

All the noise of your godless ways will cease.   You will be caught by hands that encompass your entire soul.  All, as if one man, will be brought in chains to appear before the Living God.  You will be brought to account in an instant.

“Suddenly, in an instant, the Lord Almighty will come with thunder and earthquake and great noise,
with windstorm and tempest and flames of a devouring fire.”

Expedient?


Division is made between the politics of man, which people say is a necessary evil, and the Holy commands of God.  One sides with this because he says it is expedient, another sides with that for the same reason.  Really?  Is that really the best we can do?

I hear from God that the judgement is coming for just such things.

Shall it be necessary for God to say to anyone of us, “You did not stand apart from them.  You did not warn them.  You did not speak of the murderous things men do”.

All for the sake of the mighty dollar.  You cannot serve both God money.  Didn’t he say this?  Why don’t we believe Him?

As a servant of the Most High God in Christ should I pity man because he does these things?  Should I give men quarter and say, “Oh but it is necessary”?  Or is it right to stand with eternity to proclaim the will of God without fear and without compromise?

I am nothing.  I am no one.  But the living God is God of all!

Exposed?


I wake this morning from a dream.  I dreamt that all my sins were exposed before all men.  There is no fear from the dream.  Expectation, yes.  Fear, no.  For even if all the world were informed about the things I have done, in their total, it would not change the message the Lord has given us all.

All this exposing would do is expose the wickedness of man to accuse.  There is one who bears that name eternally.  They would, then, be showing who their father is.

It is Christ who saves.  It is not the righteousness of any man that can save him.  Yet it is the humble confession before the Living God, regarding a man’s sins, that brings the Mercy of God to the rescue in Christ Jesus.

This message will not leave my lips because others proclaim what can be easily dredged up from the filth of my days.  I will give willing and continual glory to the One who has saved my soul.

Though they point to my sins, they cannot point to the beautiful hours the Lord has spent with me in prayer.  Though they can accuse, they cannot defend me.  It is Christ who defends me.  And the Holy One of God is beyond their reach to accuse.

It is in His Righteous blood that my soul finds joy.  Without question, their unholy accusations can only touch me.  Even so, no accusation from any man can touch my soul, which is cradled in the Living God’s Promise.

Let all who worship the Living God in Christ Jesus say the same.  Without this proclamation, there is no boldness.  And I refuse to cower because a few unholy servants of the Liar rise up and speak what can be easily be found.  There is sin in every Man, yet they will cast stones when the passion for self righteousness overcomes them.

Parable of the Mansion


Man is like those who have unrighteously broken down the doors of The Mansion on The Hill.  With great rebellion they entered and tore down the beautiful things.  The things that were sacred, to he who owns the mansion, were replaced by plastic trinkets.  Worthless painted, fradulently filthy objects, replaced the purified gold.

They have reveled in that spacious Palace, without regard to its heritage.  With drunken revelry they have made his beautiful place a stench.

In some of the rooms they have set up idols to their own hands.  They set up guards to restrict entrance to what they call sacred.  The rebellious restrain the rebellious.  This is what they call truth.

But the owner has known.  He has sent spies among them to report the evil that lives in his house.  He has sent servants to warn the rebellious.  “The one who owns this place will return to it.  He will see what you have done.  He will see your face; the face of those who have called his house theirs.  Not a single one will escape punishment!”

He owns the house.  He owns the hill.  He owns the seas, the air, the food, and even the souls of those who have taken what is his.  He owns the vastness of the universe.  He owns the language that man has turned evil.  He owns the brains which have conceived worthless imaginary religions.  And he will tear this place down!

Man will be caught.  He will be stopped in stride.  Even while he goes about his filthy business, God will pluck him up.

Who is wise to cease his madness?  Who is wise to listen?  Who is wise to beg mercy even while his hands are filthy with destruction?

See how the Mansion resists the will of man to destroy.  See how, though it is a shell of what it was, it remains a place of testimony.  See the strength of God and consider!

What Word?


Oh!  People of the world; those who despise the Rule of the Holy One.  What do you have to show for all your toil?

Your people melt in the streets from the demands you place upon them.  They rot in their flesh and soul, for the strength of your demands.  What do you have to show for all the chaos of your toil?

Isn’t the Word that can heal among you?  Isn’t the power of Salvation from God extended?

Why will you not take it?  Why will you not ask?  Why will you live like abandoned children?

Why will you honor the unholy gaggle that you yourselves have glorified?  Why will you not humble yourselves in prayer?

Why is the Holy Scripture left untouched, day after day?  Why do you not speak to one another about pure things?  Why are lies vastly more abundant than God’s commands?

See how you falter and fail.  See how you lack the strength to continue.  Yet you continue; as if this continuing is righteously demanded of every one of you.

The leaders of the people die.  They thirst and will not drink.  They hunger, yet waste away like those who fast to death.

The children are not fed, for the parents have no food.  Filth is the delicacy on the table at night.  Precious and good food is kept far from the front door to every house.

What more can be said to a people who desire death and abhor life?  Do you want a sweet word from the Living God’s Holy Son?  How shall He who tells the truth speak a lie?  You have what is true to say.

Amen.