worms | Words From There

Take note of the animals that use cover and camouflage to move about and hunt.

Notice how vulnerable they are if they are exposed.

The worm is helpless without the earth to cover him.

The lion hunts in vain when there is no concealment.

The snake is crafty, using both.

The sparrow hawk hovers above the line of sight. If he will eat, he must keep his place.

Concealment is necessary for animals.

But what Christian has the right to conceal the light of God; to hide within the acceptable social framework?

The Lord Jesus was exposed and died, for the sake of the salvation you hope for. How is it you live out your faith with stealth?

Those who trust in him, will live though they die. Can you say you have come to believe this?

Billions pass them by, not the slightest awareness they have just passed a Christian.

They will not ask. Is this the concealment you hope for; the willing ignorance of men?

By His Grace

My eyes look upon the earth.

I search for my brother.

A piece of iron shining in the Son from all the sparks which fly.

He’s out there, I’m sure.

Yet my hand shakes the air.

I stir up the hornet and rattle the snake.

The one whom the maggots await knows my name.

I’m hidden in Christ’s powerful hand.

But where is my brother?

And why do I search?

Is not He strong enough for my fame?

As one stands alone, I’m not on my own.

For He pardons and sanctifies me.

If you read this, my brother, come settle in close.

Though this cord of two is never to breaking.

It is good to set things as if back to back.

Yet I’ll meet you on Heaven’s fair lawn.

For if you’re my brother, you’ve deeds of your own.

And, no doubt, you struggle alone.

It is no great threat, this baiting of breath.

Which the worm will embrace with joy.

He’s enough for us both.

Lord, watch over my brother.

Amen.

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