Father.  I am simple.  Spent or rather squandered so much precious time chasing Harlequin and apple pie.  Doldrums, asking, no threatening to the suck bountiful wind beneath my sails, leaving me faltered and directionless.  Secrets whispered in those moments when I have no where to go, no breath left to sigh aloud.  You asked me, “How can you feel blue when you are praising me?”  So, I tried and as always you are entirely correct.  If I concentrate on praising You, whether anger, sin or sadness, none may break the joy of honoring Your Name.  I see now, that I choose to be angry or sad when I could instead focus my energy on bringing glory to Your Righteous Name.  Oh how easy this task becomes when you have some of the insider information.  Thank you for the mind of Christ, I shall remember to don this helmet each day.

Why should we fear them?  When we do not have this spirit and that is what they seek, how can we service their requirement?  Martyred for a god who requires the lives of the innocent as payment for entry to the hereafter is not the type of spirit I would follow.  Sacrifice, who can love someone who cheers the pain, loss and extinguishing of beauty and innocence?  These things are the greatest in life to be defended, even at the loss of a noble dream.  The loss of a child for political or ideological purpose is the worst type of transgression against Almighty God.  No one should think themselves worthy of taking such a grievous step for the furtherance of a goal, idea or religion.  Killing, shedding the blood of the innocent, even when shouting that it is being done for righteousness sake will never be sanctioned by our Holy God.  If I must kill those who disagree with me in order to enter heaven than such a place is not where I belong.  Praise be to God that I am allowed into eternity not through any works of my own.  The sacrifice made by Jesus Christ upon the Cross of Calvary, where He shed His perfect and innocent blood taking on the punishment for the sins of mankind is all that will ever give me access to heaven.

I will not fret, I will not bemoan my lowly station, I will sing allowed with joy at my smidgen of knowledge about God.  I will praise a Righteous Father, who knowing fully every sin that I will ever commit before they are done, has forgiven me for my belief in His Sovereign Plan.  I will squash the negative influences of my own pitiful thought with Praise and speaking the Mighty Name of Jesus Christ the King, waiting, wanting and patiently hoping for His imminent return.  I love the light, I will not even for a moment be shrouded by darkness for my God fights for me, that gives me courage.