Finality


Every stitch. Every form of embroidering. Every shape that ever was. Knitting beyond your wildest dreams.

A net is made; of finest silk, strongest metal, threads of burning sulfur. Woven together with every shape, every texture, and every possible mixture of elements. Produced with purpose, to capture all that is.

Faithful servants take their place, singular in purpose, perfectly prepared in faithfulness, with endless strength to the task. With piercing eyes of readiness, they look and wait for His command.

“Through space and time,

From galaxies to dust,

Sweep your net!

Gather My souls.

Not a single one left behind.”

From edge to edge.

From beyond to the near.

Sifting out all

That they hold dear.

Bring them to the place prepared.

The living and the dead.

Darkness is no more.

To the “Valley of Decision they bore.

Some to live,

But most to die.

From the “Place of Testing,

He will purify!

What was, what is, what ever will be.

The Son will rise

To His rightful place.

Erasing His enemy,

Establishing Peace.

Prepare! Prepare! Prepare!

O’ Man, be aware.

The Net is about to sweep!

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His Answer


In kneeling came prayer.

Confession burst forth with willing abandon.

Forgiveness extended, “thanks” blurted out, midst small tears.

Prayers lifted for those of my charge; that justice and righteous Profit might arrive for HE WHO IS.

Then the unexpected consumed me. My tiny faith embraced by He who is endlessly faithful.

Transported in-place to the edge of the world, to the threshold of the heavens. All the lies behind, inexpressible truth before me. The God of all, drew me to His Purity!

“Here is My answer.”

Is He Good? Unequivocally, “YES” is the answer.

“Why you”, you ask. And rightly so.

Don’t you know?

He is Life,

He is Love,

He is endless in Righteous Peace!

He is willing,

He is able,

So desirous to grant release!

“He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.” (Micah 6:8)

REMEMBER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cherished Opinion


God is far too large to explain in full. Not to mention that he only revealed to man those things that pertain to man. Yet for all his extreme enormity, God is a singular person. He is his Word. He is Jesus.

There are great works written about this topic. I don’t intend to elaborate any further here. The point of this writing is not to glorify God, in a manner of speaking. Rather this is to help those who cherish their own opinions about God and who they are.

I can tell you from my personal experience, there is a God. Many have said to me, “So you say, but you have no proof”.

Yes. I do have proof but you won’t believe it. The proof I offer you is that you should believe in God. That you should pray to him. That you should read his holy Word the Bible. And that you should ask sincerely of those who display the character of Christianity. Do this and you will find the proof you say I don’t have. Gain Christ by the mercy of God and the proof will be in you.

As you venture down the Christian Road, you will encounter the most difficult life a man can live. At the same time you will encounter an unspeakably glorious peace. It is not the kind of peace people can lay their hands on in this world. It is a peace that comes from heaven and delivers the things of heaven.

If you are sincerely looking for proof that there is a God, take my advice. And if indeed there is a God, such as Christianity describes, it is imperative that you seek his mercy. If you like living, don’t want to die, and want truth and peace, submit yourself humbly before the living God.

Fake Food


People struggle all over the world, all day long, from birth to death. They all desire peace. I am put in mind of all the useless trinkets of religion this world offers as a pacifier. Are the people satisfied? Can a baby survive on a piece of rubber stuck in his mouth? Isn’t it the obligation of adults to feed the children?

God brought you to His Holy Son that you may have peace. He delivers you everlasting confidence before Him all your days.

Gods people eat from an overflowing banquet table filled with all the beautiful things the impoverished nations need.

Shall we sit on the front steps of His exquisite house and eat the good things in full sight of all the people who are starving? Or should we spend our lives here trying to convince the starving that what we eat is LIFE?

Let each of God’s people wrestle with the answer.

Moments


Sometimes in despair, a moment can seem like an entire year (perhaps even having its own particular seasons; beginning with a drought of summer yet ending in the joy of spring).

A moment owning seasons similar to a year seems a ridiculous thing to say. But then I am reminded of the faithful continuity of God. And that it is written, “. . . to everything there is a season”. From the Glories of heaven to the tiniest circumstance on earth, God’s Holiness and Glory and Righteousness are revealed.

To crown this thought with awe, this is the nature of Christ Jesus. Nothing is beyond his knowledge. Nothing is beyond his grasp. His people are forever in him. And he is always seeking to heal the wounded.

Let the seasons come and go. Let the moments be what they will. Christ Jesus is the same yesterday, today and forever.

If you are in despair, having read this, listen to “what IS”. Christ is as near to you as your soul calling out to him.

The Orphaned Altar


During an exquisite time of visitation from God this morning, I fell upon something that gave me the child’s belly laugh for a while. Though I tried to sober up and stop chuckling, it kept coming back. Much like a living cartoon from the Far Side.

Today’s times are not what they were in the day of Abraham. Such visitations from God inspired those beautiful men to lay an altar of stones in a place here or there. They were a testimony to HIS love and faithfulness. And people well respected them as long as they understood the reason for the pile.

But after this beautiful visitation from our God, shall I gather a few stones and make a small altar to his love? He came upon me in a truck parking lot. Yeah, let me just do that.

There is no place for understanding what is holy in today’s world. A man will come along and see a small pile of rocks on his pristine blacktop. “What kind of a fool would do a thing like this!”

Busying himself with some kind of tool, the small pile of rocks would quickly be moved back where it came from. No understanding. No sense of holy. No one does these things today. And the irony of two different days is a joke before the Holy Throne of He who inspires souls to give endless thanks for His love.

This picture of futility stirred me to pure laughter. Go ahead, someone tell me modern man is closer to God than he ever was before.