The Currency of Man’s Traditions

Will you enter into heaven by virtue of your own religion?  Will you set your own standard of righteousness and accomplish it, saying to the Holy guard of heaven, “I am a righteous man let me enter”?

Have you been to heaven?  Have you seen the surpassing glory of the creatures there?   Have you understood the nature of their holiness?  Have you understood the Holy commands they have received?

Will you now, you who are so feeble of mind, hold to the traditions of your own?  Or will you seek the unmovable, Holy and pure traditions of eternity?

You cannot spend the currency of Man’s traditions in the store house of God.  In that place, by your own strength, you can be no more than a beggar.  


Walk Away and Walk Away

Walk away.

Walk Away!

Just get out of there,

Lest you get hurt.

That thing’s bound to fall.

It will render what’s tall,

To a red spot,

Right there in the dirt!

The man took the heed,

Put air ‘gainst his knees,

Obeying the need,

To “Walk Away”.
Now another man heard

What seemed quite absurd;

“Walk away from that sin,

And you’ll live”.

“I can’t leave my mind!

The place where I find,

Temptation lays

Waiting in blind.”

Then the Lord, in his

Excellent wisdom

Spoke clear:

I’ll tell you straight to

What I mean.

Do not think your feet

Must straight pace away.

Do not give a place

For obscene.

But dwell hard

On the things

That are clean.
One walked away.

Then twas two

Walked away.

Each of them finding

A bright and clear day.

A man and his God

Taking care what they say.

That life may come,

Raining down.
One man may grab

The TV remote,

Changing channels,

He thinks he is fine.

Another man turns

The stupid thing off,

Letting  Holy

Fill his weak mind.

By His Grace