The mightiest of tidal waves. The greatest crash of destruction ever in ETERNITY, the dust of failing- desiring to cover everything. The tumult of violence reaching with all its might toward the threshold of God’s Holy throne!

Every violent thing, held in check by the will of God; “This far you shall come and no more!”


“This is my Righteous Son you have desired. At his feet is your boundary. Here, you are subdued! At the folds of his garment you shall not pass. And those who take refuge within are beyond your reach.  


“This I have spoken. Says the Lord God Almighty. My will is to be done.”

Safety Is


Written on the ocean on March 2, 2017. But ever so eternally poignant.

The waves beat against the hull of the ship.  

With a silent and determined anger;

With gluttony for autonomy,


They desire “unimpeded”.  


See how the steel says, “No”.  

See how they are forced to go,


Dissipated.  


How the strength of their ruin is utterly devastated.  


How, with present Will

pressed against them, 

they turn to white frothing.

At the majesty they encounter;  

They turn to –

Mere nothing.  


Like they do as the wind whips them up, 

in small measure 

The sea is dotted with purity.  

Yet:

With impassable Will

All is turned back.  


“You will not pass.  

I cannot relent.  

I move through your midst,

My strength never spent.”


Be still!

Cease your work!

Bow to Me!

My people will pass


Speaks The Maker He.  


Move Holy Spirit.  

Move through my soul.  

Be the ship that carries 

The desire of Your own will. 

As it has been from old.  


Be in me the strength of your love.  

Keep me on the

“Inward side.”

Astounding Warfare


Man goes to war with tools of death, that he may bring a “ceasing” to his enemy.  

God goes to war against the “deceased”, that he may bring them to life.  


Man’s enemy says to him, “We will not die today. It will be you who’s eyes will close!”


God says to his enemy (the dead), “Ask of me and I will open your eyes”.  


Curiously, how many say “NO!”, choosing instead to remain in death.  


What in odd battlefield the Holy One inhabits.  

The Bride


The new bride came home to her new home!

She said a quick “Thank you and I love you” to her new husband. Then she went about adoring the walls and furniture, ceiling and floor.  


Not a problem you say. That was the last time she paid serious attention to her husband.  


She would cook for him is if it were a duty. And all the other chores of a wife she carried out without fail. She would let her lips brush his four head, as if that were a substantial sign of love.  


Her heart was so detached from him he might well have not been her husband at all.  


But do not judge her for infidelity. There was no other man in her life. The problem is, there was no man in her life at all. Still he was faithful to keep her as his wife.  


Does this draw a picture of your relationship with your husband Christ Jesus?

When “Impossible” Arrives


The Lord will move a mountain for the one who is ever thirsty.  

Though he is in the desert of deprivation, God will bring the streams of heaven to encompass his encampment.  


Every day the man’s feet took him where he did not want to go, until the man thought he had no choice.  


Every day the man cried out for help.  


—–


The Lord has heard his prayer.  


With the strength of his great sacrifice, the mountain is moved to the man.  


“This far you shall come and no more. See, I have set a restraining upon you; as a man will halter horse, so I have blessed you with restraint.”


Victory comes when the man least expects.  


Only let him continue to call for help.  


Let him prove his desire to betray his own flesh.  


Even as his flesh betrayed him.  


God will move when the wisdom of heaven allows.  


When his strength has arrived, all is well.  


Now he worships like the 10th leper.  


The impossible has come like warm clothing in the winter.  


Believe and live.  

Ready or Not?


I am not speaking of the floor of your house, The dust on the sills, or your belongings scattered about. I will speak of your soul. I will speak of my soul.  

How sweet would it be if “Someone” were to open your front door unannounced and walk in with blazing piercing eyes, finding nothing to judge or correct?


Disregard the things of this world in your house that are tossed about it a disorderly fashion. But look to your heart, your intent, your belief, your understanding, and your love for Jesus.  


Are you confident that you will receive a smile? Isn’t it right that we should be prepared for such a visit? Doesn’t he have exclusive privilege to walk in on everyone of his servants whenever it pleases him to do so? And don’t we have an obligation to be prepared for the Master?