Do you hear what I hear?


“When anyone hears the message about the kingdom and does not understand it, the evil one comes and snatches away what was sown in their heart.”

Do you hear what I hear?


“A child, a child, 

shivers in the cold 

let us bring him 

Silver and gold.”


What good is our profit 

When the cross is in sight;


When he strained so hard 

That glorious night?


Let his body be covered 

With bleeding sweat.  


Father’s will to be done!

And yet.


The pageantry of Christmas.  

Some shiny toy, a new dress.  


Does this keep warm 

The Word of God?


Does this help the message

Be cast abroad?


Or is it something deep within;

Someplace that’s hidden

From our sin.  


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Do you hear what I hear,

Whispered in the streets?


The silver and gold 

He desires so

Cannot be carried 

By feet.  

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Believe! Believe!

Deep down in your soul.  


Let the seed of Word

Have a place.  


“Come in, come in.  

Come out of the cold.  


Let me taste 

The meaning of gold.”

Flint Feet


Will you walk with me into truth?  Even a short jaunt will produce a flame.  It is as if we are given feet of flint, at our acceptance of The Word.  With every stride we take, among the sharp rocks of truth, our feet spark with fiery intent.  Let then our feet move with dragging; that we may agree to burn the chaff.

If a man has obedience, then he is considered an obedient servant of the Most High God in Christ Jesus.  But if he is “mostly” an obedient man, yet allows sin to co-exist with holy, then he is counted as one who disobeys the commands of God.  Isn’t this so?

What fellowship does light have with darkness?  As light appears, doesn’t the darkness recede?  And if a man moves into darkness, where is the light that guided his path?  What path is he on now?

If we desire to live, forever, in the Holy House of God, we must cease walking in the dark.  And this brings up a relation to the “dragging of holy feet”.

Can a Christian, one who is being groomed for a place in the Holy City, exchange his feet of flint for those of a man (at will of desire)?  Or do those feet remain, even while we chase after pleasure?  Don’t those feet remain?  Don’t they produce a holy light of holy fire and a painful sting to the one who dabbles in sin?  If Jesus has intended to save toward purpose, those feet will remain.  Yet the man’s place is diminished with every misstep.

To our shame, we are like holy men who, traveling the holy golden path, sneak off into the thorny bushes to revel in some forbidden pleasure.  We intend to resume our holy pilgrimage in a short while.  But we have made the choice to endure a tearing of our flesh; a rending of our soul.  Do such men come away unscathed?

Does the Lord not notice such a man’s tendency toward a love of the world?  Can such a man have hope of living eternally in the Holy City of God?  Or will he be cast out among those who live in the open spaces; unprotected and tested for eternity?

12 “Look, I am coming soon! My reward is with me, and I will give to each person according to what they have done.  13 I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.

14 “Blessed are those who wash their robes, that they may have the right to the tree of life and may go through the gates into the city.  15 Outside are the dogs, those who practice magic arts, the sexually immoral, the murderers, the idolaters and everyone who loves and practices falsehood.

16 “I, Jesus, have sent my angel to give youa this testimony for the churches. I am the Root and the Offspring of David, and the bright Morning Star.”  (Revelation 22)

The word


The Word is life.  The Word is joy.  The Word is hope and help.  How should those who have received any portion of all that keep it to themselves?

We moan and groan at the display of wickedness among men.  Have we discharge our duty to share what we know?

The world hates God because it is blind.  A simple fearless word to them can begin the opening of the eyes.  But if we keep our mouths shut, can we truly say we see?  If we live in fear have we appropriated grace?