Just a Quirk?


They called a change in wind direction “a quirk of nature”. How many times have the enemies of Israel said the same thing? Those who despise Israel’s birthright never seem to learn.

Your “quirk of nature” is the Living God.

The direction of the wind not only thwarted the kites, but also blew copious amounts of Israeli tear gas and smoke from the burning tires toward the protesters, chasing many away.

WISSAM NASSAR FOR THE NEW YORK TIMES

https://www.google.com/amp/s/mobile.nytimes.com/2018/05/04/world/middleeast/gaza-israel-flaming-kites-protest.amp.html

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Zeal


Zeal…

From it comes willingness to learn. Complacent curiosity cannot produce one spark such as that raging fire of zeal.

Zeal sets the brand. It causes an indelible mark on the soul. A wisp of smoke rises up, and the man will never be the same.

Complacency can cause religion; the result of a casual stroll through truth. But zeal is a consuming fire. Mindless of himself, the man with zeal exudes true religion. Helplessly in love with the God who made him, he cares nothing for what men think.

Let us look around in our things. If we have misplaced zeal let us be frantically zealous to search for it and find it again. Isn’t the honor of Christ within us worthy of all we have?

The reward? The reward is the blazing presence of Christ.

The Temple


How the relentless wind blows; chilling the bones and securing the approaching season’s home.

Plowing the earth for snow’s foundation. The blinding white temple will be built, regardless man’s desire for Spring.

The Gospel blows upon the earth, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful in all its Holy intent; chilling all souls and preparing for the approaching season of eternity.

The plow rips the ground. The foundation of Lovely is established. The blinding white temple will be built, regardless Man’s desire for Spring.

The reason for turmoil is exposed. Who is wise? Who prepares for Winter?

Beyond Us


We all know that it is easy to sing praise to God when the good things are in our hands. Blessed is he who sings when his hands are full of trouble. For such is a kin to Christ as he bowed to sweat blood drops in the garden.

Wealth has its own reward, but faith in The Promise of HE WHO IS exceeds the vocabulary of Man.

From God,s Perspective


Divide a second into the smallest possible pieces. Less than one of those segments is the entire life of any man in the fullness of eternity. The blink of an eye.

(How do I put this thought into words so that I won't offend anyone, yet share an immense perspective? But if people want to be offended they'll find some reason.)

The salvation of humanity is important enough for God to send his beautiful Son to be crucified by His people, yet on their behalf. And not just they, but any who will believe.

How many of us, and how often, have we either bottled up or stood directly in the way of the Gospel?

We say we love him. And in many ways that's absolutely true. But how often have we seen the importance of the Gospel from God's perspective?

We've heard the story: God sent His only Son that He may be the propitiation for our sins. From the moment God placed His Son's soul in Mary, to the very last breath He took, His life among us was The Supreme Sacrifice.

No love of Man can compare.

What is the will of God?

“Here We Go Again.”


Every time I read the Bible, I come to those certain places that give me reason to pause. Sometimes I overlook the difficulty and read on anyway. But the older I get the less capable but I am of overlooking the difficulty without taking a moment to prepare myself for what comes next.

The difficulty is this:
God delivers Life to man in a certain place and time. It is always well received, as it should be. But not long after, evil summons its strength to come and eradicate the work of God.

It is lovely to read the joy God has sent to earth. It has become almost unbearable to witness the response of evil Man. Evidently this continual sequence of events is necessary in this godless world. Perhaps, so is my response.

Does anyone else feel this way?