Billboard Hysteria


Two women were complaining about all the Bible billboards down south. One said she was tired of being inundated about sin, Jesus, and condemnation. She made some remark to excuse herself for being callous to the words. Something like, “I know the gospel is important, I’m just tired of it being in my face all the time”.   Surprisingly, her friend agreed.  

Are you tired of hearing about God? You might want to get used to it. He owns eternity, you know. And the conversation about his glorious Son Jesus is never ending. Such people as those women are not likely to have a good time.

Satan Smiles


(I apologize for giving a S in the title. Literary law requires it, or I would not have done it.)

It is said that the Liberals are aghast at the declaration of Mrs. Trump, that she is a practicing Catholic.  


(This small article assumes that the report is accurate. Given the flavor of the day, I tend to think it is.)


I’m not gonna bother to go into a justifiable rant regarding their hypocrisy. Let me simply say this:


If you will come unglued at an honest declaration of religion from your First Lady, what will you do when the Holy Father unveils His Righteous and Holy Son on the day of your judgment. “There will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.”


Not only do they make no preparation for the inevitable, they deny it’s very existence and venomously despise any reference to it. Worshipping inclusion, they despise a singular truth.  


This sounds to me exactly like I expect the demons to respond; adoring the darkness, they despise even a sliver of light among them. (and that’s all her decoration is folks, just a sliver of light in this vast coal dark world.)   Who then is driving their worship of “tolerance”?


The advice of God to such people is to drop your pride and humble yourself before Him that HE can give you eyes to see and ears to hear. For now, you are so engrossed in trivial nothingness that you cannot see the approaching devastation of your soul. You elevate nothing as if it is something. But “SOMETHING” is surely approaching.  When the Father speaks “the end”, the something will appear with nowhere to hide.  


And I am amazed at how rare these words are in such a perverse society is this. Even the conservative pundits respond with trivial nothingness. They simply respond to a slap in the face by slapping the face of the attacker. Tell me, what is accomplished? (satan smiles)


This event is so foolish that even a fool like me can see it clearly. On the clock of eternity, what time is it?


By His Grace.  

Change the World?


I don’t want to change the world. I want to bring heaven here. ———-

What will that do?


It will utterly dispose of trivial conversation.  


It will rid the world of every evil thing.  


It will glorify the name of Jesus for the glory of God the Father.  


It will take away debate and opinion.  


Greed and revenge will never be seen again.  


It will bring an endless joy.  


It will put an end to hope.  


Everything that belongs to death will vaporize in an instant.  


And the searing eyes of the wicked will never be seen again.  


———-


Try to change the world all you want. Changing this place will not bring any of those here.

The Existence of Death


The title seems like an oxymoron.  But everything on earth has a beginning and an end.  

That statement alone is something to ponder for three weeks.  But let’s take a look at this:

Something strikes me that’s worth thinking about. I don’t exactly know how to prove it by the Bible. But I think there’s enough general knowledge to give this some support.  

From the very beginning God created animals on this planet that had to consume other life in order to survive. I don’t believe that kind of activity could be found in heaven. But then I just don’t know.  

Evidently death was already on this planet before Adam was created. At least a certain kind of death was already here. A plant would grow, produce fruit, and have it be consumed by some other creature. At the very least existence, then nonexistence, was already here.  

Ponder that a few minutes. I would love to know what you think.  

A certain point is very interesting to me: Eve had some understanding of nonexistence before she ate the forbidden fruit. That’s how satan could make a play on God’s words, and expect Eve to understand.

Testify?


I was listening to psalm 24. Afterword I thought, “I should say something about this”. But what do I have to say about anything?

Good or bad, I looked in my mind to see how anything I might say would be received. That didn’t help.  


My mind walked away from testimony with disgust. I saw how people treat the King of Glory. I remember how people treat anyone who will speak about him with a good report. Then I saw what people praise; the strong, the beautiful, the rich, the popular, the amazing, all things Man.  


Standing before the words of God is astounding. Looking back at the filth of Man is heartbreaking.  


No! I’ve said enough.  

From Peace to Murder


​The rest stop was full.  But I’d driven as far as I could for the day.  I have to stop somewhere.  So I parked on the shoulder of the off-ramp.
I was exhausted.  A little bit of winding down, and sleep came pretty easily.  The noise of the traffic going by hardly reached my ears.  But now I’m awake, the sun is coming up, and the noise gets louder and louder.  It’s hard to believe that tires on asphalt can be so loud.
I know there’s a measurement called decibel.  But I don’t know how to quantify that.  If I hear an explosion I know that it’s a lot of decibels.  If I hear a whisper, indeed if I could hear a whisper, I’d know it was very few decibels.
I sit here thinking about my family and all the people who rush about everyday.  I wonder if there is a decibel measurement for anxiety.  I’m thinking about the anxiety called desire, or greed.  While the world sleeps, there’s a few who make those anxious noises.  But on the whole, it’s barely more than a whisper in this world.  If greed wasn’t quieted down during the night no one would sleep.
Then I wonder something useful.  Does man even know what peace is?  Only Adam and Eve knew peace.  Apparently that didn’t last very long  Days, months, years, decades, who knows?  I don’t know for sure, perhaps it lasted more than a hundred years.  But once peace was gone, it is as though it never existed among us at all.  And the proof of it’s leaving lay in the ground with their son Abel.  And the proof of their realization ran down their cheeks as tears.  Peace was forever gone, replaced by something new – horror.
Greed’s particular name that the time was Cain.  But his mindset goes about in this world today under the use of a billion different names.  Now, all we know is murder and chaos.  But you could easily refer to all of us as Cain.
Cain committed the first murder; The taking of life from his brother.  But I have committed murder.  Haven’t I taken away hope from hundreds of people?  In that sense, haven’t we all committed murder? 
In those days I was not peace and I did not know peace.  But ignorance is no excuse is it?  Once a life is shattered, how can any words of Man (or excuses) fill the void?  Whatever hope of peace and trust there was I ripped away with a rock called greed.  I guess we could say there’s a murder of death as well as the murder of life.  The latter, by the way, is legal in this place.
But let’s get back to the theme here .
Peace is an individual.  He withdrew from this place because of sin.  But he is peace.  He is not disturbed by the death of Abel.  And he is not disturbed by this wasting disease called sin.  And he is not disturbed by the volume of noise greed makes in this wicked place.  He is not disturbed by what we do.  In the blink of an eye he will shut it all down.  But he is very concerned to come and give us peace.  He is very concerned about teaching us how to stop murdering life.
We may get some quiet time from here and there.  But do we know He who is Peace?  I asked that because even while I sit among all this increasing noise,  my soul is not disquieted.  My body perceives the chaos.  But my soul is in his hands.  Where does your soul find itself today?  Do you know Peace?