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?

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?

SERIOUS


Stupid might be funny to watch.  But nobody likes it happens to them.  No, serious is the preferred lifestyle.  Stupid doesn’t seem to know this world is out to kill him.  Serious is better armed to defend his turf.

So we look for serious stuff.  We gather a bit here and a bit there.  And the guy goes about with a serious look on his face, thinking he has defended himself from all possible attack.

In your gatherings have you gathered SERIOUS?  I know you found it while you were looking around.  SERIOUS made this place.  SERIOUS it’s never worries when the storms assail.  SERIOUS has it all covered from before you were born to after you are gone.

When you stumbled across The SERIOUS, what was your reaction?  If you were like every other person who ever lived, you’d be better off to go and find it again.  Reassess its value.  Take as much of SERIOUS home with you as you can carry.

That’s my advice.

Preventive Maintenance


He was up at the top of the ladder cleaning the gutters.  The ladder slipped sideways then twisted to the right.  Down he went, full speed.  Two stories down is a long way to fall.

He lay there with a broken arm, bruised leg, muscle spasms in his back, and a severe ache in his head.  Do you think he was wishing he had tied the ladder secure?

When you appear before the Holy Lord what will you be wishing you had done?  Why not do it now?

And when you come up with all your excuses, will they amount to anything on that day?

After Time Stands Still


Do you believe there is such a thing as a 24 hour day?

Do you believe that seven of them make a week?

How about a month, a year, 10 years, a hundred years, and so on?

Do you believe that there is such a thing as a million years?

Do you believe there is such a thing as a billion years, or even a trillion?

Do you believe there is such a thing as a never ending time, that thing called eternity?

How long do you expect to live?

What’s going to happen to you after you are dead?

Eternity is a smidge bit longer than you will live here, isn’t it?

Do you think it might be good to find out everything you can regarding what happens after death?

How many people do you know that have even looked into this?

If you have studied at length in regard to this life, have you studied at all in regard to Eternity?

Do you think it’s strange that people are so ignorant about such an important issue?

Isn’t it funny how people just accept the popular belief about these things, and don’t bother to look into them themselves?

Those people who are in charge of damage control, often take a close look at the worst case scenario.  By doing this they often avoid the lesser troubles. 

When it comes to the volume of religions on this world, I suggest that you take a look at Christianity.  There you will find much adeu about Hell, or at best complete annihilation. 

What possible scenario could be worse than spending eternity in a place of agony and torment? 

I know there’s a lot of people who would say I am completely insane to even suggest these things.   What if the remote possibility says, “I’m right”?

By His Grace

Out of the Box


Out of the box.
Get out of the box of normal;
That crate in which your soul is being delivered.

Out of the box.
Get out of the box of normal;
The limits of creation that surround you.

What healthy man asks for healing?
When nothing is apparently wrong.
But when healthy tumbles out of the box, request for help explode.

Do you want to serve the Christ of God?
Do you desire to give honor to the King?
Then step out of the box of normal, into the realm of asking.

I need no faith to breathe.
I need no faith to make words.
I need a little faith to believe.
But I need his help to succeed.

Out of the box.
Get out of the box of normal.
Walk to the place of helpless abandon.
In that place you’ll see God speed.

By His Grace