Impassioned speeches about togetherness, wellness and respect for humanity, delivered from silken tongues and the bright teeth of demons pent on bloodshed.  They do not want us dead, no rather enslaved, serving them in chains as we serve God in our volunteer, surrendered fervor.  They are meant for the fiery Lake of God’s Wrath and will end up there regardless of my action, failure or ineptitude.  What then shall a man fear if their end be determined.  Right oh.

If I know the game is won, I am going to incessantly charge the lane, passing, dribbling, twisting and jumping looking to jam the ball home.  You see I just know that it is now time to run up the score for their certain defeat to demonstrate to those of uncertain will, the God we serve.  We are winners not slaves to unrighteous Kings.  So if you see me coming at you demons, Get Outta My Lane!

The Kingsmen are coming, taking no prisoners for the judgment is God’s.  You want mercy and grace then answer God’s call, from us you will get an unrelenting barrage of incessant Spirit Filled prayer and bombardment of the Word of God until you cry out to him for succor.  We pray that he has mercy upon you, but that is not our job, ours is to bring the Seed and the Word of His Mighty Gospel so that He may free those in the desperate clutches of your impending doom.  Welcome to your nightmare, Christians filled with Christ, from him you have no rest, no solace, no protection and no peace.  Oh my forward’s too fast my guard to swift, don’t fret about them because here comes our towering center bringing it to the hole.  Get outta our Lane!

And those who would run with me, sweating, joyful working together toward victory in spirit and truth.  Ready to bring in the harvest of the souls meant for Christ.  Please know that we welcome, enjoy and love you and look forward to the outcome.  But for now, for now we are meant for the work, for the camaraderie the faith expression of our kinship to the Creator of all things.  Let us put our shoulders to plow our hands to harvest and our hearts to the day as the dark night approaches where we may not work.

This is a race that is only valued when finished.  So, run my Brother, dazzle them my Sister, rush them as they stand there gawking.  Join your shields, open your hearts to his Spirit and pull that two edged sword, proclaiming, “Get Outta My Lane”.

What do you know in that pregnant moment of silence?  That glorious or fearful moment sitting alone in the cold, dark night?  Is there a presence of peace or anxiety at the bumps in the night, the noises in the waiting forest?  Do you await the song and message of angels as the herald the coming King, gazing at the stars in awe of God’s plan?  Or do you fear the coming judgment having failed to choose correctly?

Breathe in what is the sense, the spirit the emotion riding that air within your lungs?  Is there grave concern, worry, question, tension and pause?  Or have you breathed in the peace of His Promised redemption?  Do you know rest, have you known rest or are you chasing the thought of it?  Where do you sit, can you remain there, patiently waiting for the voice of God?  Does the driven restlessness wake you, forcing you from silent contemplation back to the world of feelings and things?  Are you okay with God wanting you to relax?

Father am I following you or some broad road, believing it to be the best possible course for a determined future.  What is the course I’ve charted?  What you wanted me to stand still and I have embarked on the journey of a lifetime?  How could this path not be the one intended?  It seems so right, it answers my quest, fulfills my needful heart and gives me safety through control.  How could that be wrong?  I cannot imagine a God that would not want the best things that I want for myself?  Oh, your Word says I was supposed to die to self daily, that causes a problem with my thinking.  Oh Your Word says he who loses his life for my sake shall gain it.  That really causes conflict for me Father.  Now I am agitated, why did you have stir me up so?  Can’t you see that I have what I wanted?

Father, I used to fight you, this, of course you know.  There are no lies between us.  I want a prosperous, wealthy, healthy, simple life with a good woman, growing old over time, observing my faith and living in humble respectful environment with order, comfort and peace.  The rub is that is not what you have chosen for me in your plan.  So, that dream rests, has been put away, given freely as I know my highest calling is to lose my life for your sake.  Forgive me for grieving these many years as I attempted to get what I wanted over your desire for my life.  Thank you for letting me learn these lessons of my own regard.  The greatest of which was I could never truly know Peace and Rest without living this life for You.

There is no comfort in my quenching the Holy Spirit.  There is no life for me but in service of the King.  My life is yours, my quest yours, my result yours to create, control or deny.  I am filled with a joy that I never understood until now.  The joy of being perfectly within your will.  Let me not waver.  Let me stand upon this rock of ages and even if I fly to land upon it each time I return to Earth.  There is no other life for me but in Christ.  I am fulfilled and thank You for it all.

In Jesus’ Name.

Have we gotten so far from God that we no longer have a solid foundation for determination of right and wrong?  Have we as Christians lost our capacity for discernment?  Are we open routers for all forms of data; film, picture, text?  Have we abdicated the filter for our own minds or is it that our filters have not been re-calibrated to accommodate the social modification of our senses? Have we become numb or dumb to the slow steady movement of the goal posts, such that we have allowed bracket creep to the categories of what is unacceptable to see, hear, touch, taste and smell?

We are the watchman of our own lives and of those entrusted to our protection.  So what the world has determined it is okay to see murder, gore, battle, sex and persecution?  Are we incapable of making those decisions for ourselves now?  Do we need some government handlers to step in and tell us what is approved viewing?  Do we know what God says is unacceptable or unholy?  Oh, that’s it we have strayed from the Word, so we are easy prey for an enemy who seeks to steal, kill and destroy.

Today, I went to a movie, hoping to catch something that would be acceptable in language, principle and content.  Unfortunately what I got was a direct assault on Christianity and a mockery of God.  The film, about a half breed fish man.  As a child my brother and I learned to read by comic books.  Neither of us were really into half breed fish man but I believed it to be harmless.  Man was I mistaken.  Let me tell you what they called half breed fish man as the story unveiled and he comes to Atlantis to take his rightful place as King.

He was referred to as; “The One True King” and when he emerged into his position one of the main characters proclaimed, “He is Risen”.  Additionally, Atlantis was revealed as the society that was so advanced that long ago it had, “evolved” into an advanced civilization of technocrats who had been prideful and caused the civilization to collapse.  Are we so desensitized to this type of assault that we have forgotten the enemy we face?  Our enemy twists the truth just a little from center and thus leaves the majority of the truth, just twisted.  That is the nature of deception, it tricks the eye into believing what it is seeing is the right, true and correct version of reality.  In this instance the population is slowly being lulled into a slumber from which they will never wake or wake as the vehicle is plummeting off the cliff to the rocks below.

Movies are no longer safe.  Our Kids are no longer safe.  We face a satanic serving roster of humans who have gone out of their way to create an economy that requires both parents work so that they can raise our kids and indoctrinate them to Communism and even worse satanic sympathizers.  None of us can protect the world, but we know who can.  None of us can reverse this travesty, but we know the one who can.  None of us can defeat this enemy, but we know who has already defeated him.  Have we lost our desire for victory?  I hope not.

We are the Ambassadors of the most High God and He will not be mocked.  They have crossed the line.  Yes, we should have stood up long ago, but now is still a good time to stand and be heard.  I am a Christian, I will not allow you to sell me products that mock my God and use His name in vanity.  If you choose to show this content or play this music or send pictures that torture, maim or abuse the innocent, I am not open to receiving them.  I am in charge of the data my mind receives, for some things cannot be unseen.  I may not be able to stop you, but I know who can.  His name is Jesus and the Blood of Innocent Cries out to Him for Justice.  Justice will be served by the only one worthy to serve it.  Jesus Christ the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords, get ready because he is coming.  Father protect us from the poisons of the wicked, let us remain pure and unspotted by this world determined to flush itself down the drain.  Watch over those who are susceptible to the deceptive whiles of your enemies, keep them safe, guard their senses.  Thank you my King, my God, my Father.

What have you left at the landing?  Did you leave those things that tied you to a desperate past, the emotions, memories and missteps of an angry man?  Did you leave the desires and unprofitable aspects of a consciousness determined on short term gratification?  Did you stack up and push away the service of things and the idolization of material gain or fame garnered?  Have you become that person God intended through rebirth or are you still reluctant to step through the sliding door to the rail car toward a new future?  To reach new lands you must let go of the ropes lashing your vessel to shore.

How distant are your memories?  Do they wake you nightly, reminding, pestering , pulling you toward a determined destination or do you slumber restfully contemplating lands yet reached and places unknown?  What is the level of your hope?  Are you filled with expectation, that joyous perspective of children, joyfully awaiting what God brings next?  When you discuss your life with friends, family or even acquaintances do you find that you concentrate on historical episodes of conquest and glory or is your speech about now or future events?  If there is any control that we may exercise over our own destiny don’t you believe that the time to utilize that authority would be right now?  Your choice, remain powerless in the past or embrace the promise of a powerful present/future.

What then of the Spirit’s evident indwelling?  Do you clearly see his characteristics reflected in your daily action, your thoughts, relationships and prayers?  Are you patient, peaceful, kind, gentle, etc… do you suffer the mistakes of other human offering forgiveness without recrimination?  Does it hurt when you behave poorly bringing you to your knees in repentance for the offenses to God and others?  How is your heart remade, to look as God’s in reflection or are you the “same ol’ same ol”?  Doesn’t rebirth portend a different opportunity, a chance to live another life.  Wouldn’t we all appreciate that opportunity?  Would we waste that chance by remaining restrained by the unpleasant or under performing aspects of our reluctant past?  Have we become or are we becoming someone different through Christ?  Don’t you want to.  Try it today.  Be that man or woman God is calling you to be.  In Jesus’ Awesome name.

Father, forgive me for limiting the blessings you’ve intended by my impure action.  I know in that moment which I peer into those fiery eyes I will understand what I could have done for the Kingdom had I not been ferocious in my quest for self rule.  It will be the saddest moment of my existence when my eyes and heart are opened to the damage I have done, thank you for making me human as I prepare for that reckoning.  For my time remaining please keep from evil, let me not harm others and let me bring the greatest available glory to your name, reflected in my wise, just and honorable actions.

Lord I read Your Word and I see so many Kings, so many Priests, so many men and women diverting from your intention bodies, sins, wounds and curses in their wake.  Is this too the story of my family?  My own venture littered with the remnants of my failure to comply with the things you’ve demanded of me?  Oh, what a wrenching feeling in the center of my soul.  To know that I was responsible for the damage, destruction and continuance of other’s pain brings a new depth of searing dishonor to my history.  Lord, why couldn’t I just do right?  It was always what I wanted to do, why did I have emerge in rebellious and dangerous action?  For these things I repent and ask that you quench my regret.

Yes, there is some positive outcome in reflection of my misgivings.  I must know with certainty the price of each action.  This self-inflicted regret is an emotion that no man enjoys.  Why then must we take action that will produce lasting remorse?  It is the sinful man that still clutches at the reins of my mastery.  I am still in this mortal body and yet have been sanctified of all unrighteousness through the Holy Spirit in this crucible called life.  Yes, I yearn for that release from this sinful flesh, but even more I seek to live as an honorable man through Christ who lives within me.  Why now that I am indwelt with the Pure, Holy, Righteous and Powerful Spirit of God do I still continue with my evil, regret inspiring ways?  It makes no sense, yet it remains truth.

Father, for my part I want no more of this frail behavior, yet I know that I will continue to fall and get up.  I am so thankful that you love me and in spite of all my mess ups, you still find a way to use me for your intentions.  What am I that you would treat me so?  Any station on this Earth would disqualify me for the evil things I have done, would banish me for the ills I have caused others, yet with You I am not cast out but forgiven, cleansed and put back to the plow.  Please don’t ever leave me, don’t let me do something that would make you curse my family for generations, keep me from Your Fury.  For I truly love and praise you and am sorry for my continued willingness to stray from the path to purity, the path to life, the path to You.  In Jesus’ Name I ask that you heal those whom I have brought hurt.

We keep thinking of the world and frankly about God in our own limited scope.  What do I know of God?  To be honest, very little, but what I do know frightens, alarms, equips, empowers and strikes me with a sense of awe that’s overwhelming.  This is a Holy and Righteous God, outside of our concept of time as a governing influence, who at some point created by Word everything that we see and those things we cannot see that support the framework of heaven.  He is a God who was very clear in direction, even to the point where He took the lives of those who went astray of those clear commands.  And just when you think that you understand Him from that perspective He includes a harlot, a foreigner and the son of a handmaiden in His intricate plan for humanity.  He raises up kings, uses paupers and the ill equipped as righteous instrument and knows every word, thought, action and honor each of us will ever do.  He is impossible to blind side, knowing everything, so there are no excuses, no lies and no hiding from His purposeful and masterful hand upon each our lives.

What then does it matter even the slightest my opinion or understanding of God?  Well, as I contemplate it, it matters because it gives me a solid foundation for my own orchestrated transition through this era.  Since, I know that I am an integral part of God’s Universe, however how small, I still feel a sense of belonging.  That inclusion makes it matter, that I might make a difference, orchestrate or collectively bring about positive change or somehow, even if by chance do something to impress my Father, God, the Creator.  That inclusion also makes me feel minuscule, as I consider the magnitude of what God spoke into existence.  I ponder my insignificance and then remember He cares for me individually among all the stars, planets, moons, plants and men. It is humbling.  I am dumbfounded that I am related to this Creator as Son, a concept that should be ridiculous if not impossible to gather, yet it remains true.  No matter how much it angers the fallen, I matter to God.

Okay, so I don’t understand Him, but I am gladly amazed that I belong to Him and with Him.  What then of my legacy?  Does it make a bean hill’s difference that I demonstrate no ambition and sit around all day taking care of my own desires or that I am out there trying with all my fibrous construct to bring about history that will be told for generations?  To Him, it does, because He has made us for those works that astound Kings.  Not miracles mind you but those impossible aspects of human victory that make no sense to mortal man and lead them to the realization of our ancestry, to God the Creator of All.  Still then must I understand God to complete this charge?  Well yes, for to know God is to love Him and Revere Him through cautious and wisdom based fear.  And having known Him, suddenly aware of His Love, Kindness, Grace, Majesty, Omniscience, Wrath and Holiness, etc… on into infinity I am faced with a true concept of eternity the place and stuff of our homeland.  Yes, He knows everything about me and knowing Him makes me capable and honored to play the role for which I’ve been designed in a quest for my true existence beyond the veils of this world.  God be praised in Jesus’ Name.

Pressuring whispers, telling you that there is impending financial or relationship doom if you don’t rapidly get your world in order, make money or do something to make them love you.  You know it, that little voice of panic, pestering you in warning of loss.  Do you know from where it comes?  Reminds me of the words of the most common whisper we all hear;  “You ain’t good enough.”

Sounds like an awesome accusation of inadequacy.  Does it matter that whether is comes from inside your soul or from an enemy source? I mean the outcome is identical, right?  What if I were to suggest that it is irrelevant?  What do you mean it is irrelevant?  Do you mean it doesn’t matter who said it or that what was said is actually irrelevant?  Well, both.

You see, the Bible says “my sheep know my voice and another they will not follow”.  So it is irrelevant where the voice comes from it is simply another voice of unrecognizable origin with no authority in my life.  Secondarily, it doesn’t matter what it says because it has already been established by need of a Saviour that I was “inadequate” from the outset.  How then is it even marginally profitable to repeat that I used to be inadequate, a resolved problem when I was filled with God’s Holy Spirit?  For now the inadequacy of my past life, the man that died on the cross was me, so how can a dead man be inadequate.  Kind of silly when you review it in that light.  And it is in the light of Christ’s Salvation that we are set free to realize that these whispering voices are merely sirens calling us to continued contemplation of a life gone bye.

No more nattering.  So what I’m broke monetarily?  God owns everything, so if he promises to provide for all my needs then he will make sure that I get exactly what I need when and where I need it.  Trust, Faith and Hope all amount to Peace.  So what I’m funny looking, old, weak, lack comedic abilities or talent?  All of that combined still adds up to zero.  How can nothing have any control of anything?  Be cautious don’t just turn this into another cause for self-deprecation.  You have become disciples, you have been given the truth and it has set you free.  Don’t return to the prisons of condemnation reserved for satan and his angels.  Men were made to spend eternity with God, don’t choose separation for it is not your destiny.

Listen to what God has to tell you about you.  Listen to what is directing you to do.  Listen to the changes and moves that your Good Shepherd is commanding for he will never lead you astray.  No more nattering.  Jesus Loves you, that ought to trump all things.

The potency of a heart that’s broken.  Crushed but not destroyed, as broken hearts are powerfully motivating.  In that moment when we suffer we find our weakness and His strength to do the impossible.  If it is for the sake of others then we begin to seed, feed and weed the fields preparing for greater harvest.  If on our own, we are set apart for communion with a Holy God, our Father, Daddy, to discuss the pain and recovery.  If watching a friend or family member suffering from a cracked emotional housing, ie, heart, then we are filled with Christ’s compassion for the wounded and may institute the gifts of healing present in the Spirit.  What then are the bad parts of a broken heart if it presents all these ripe circumstances for harmony, relationship and growth?

Should my heart remain broken, a housing for extended mourning?  There is an idea that is worth investigation.  You will find in scripture that we are called to that suffering period for the purposes of God’s Glory.  If I suffer for Christ and I mourn humanity then I will set my mind, back and will to harvest.  Christ says that the fields are ripe and that we are to reap the harvest that we did not plant, the work others gone before, sowing seed, weeding, watering a fertilizing that we might pluck that ripened fruit.  What a blessing then this broken vessel of mine beckoning me to the Lord’s Great Work.

I am not a glutton or masochist, just a servant of the Most High God.  And as such, what the Lord says is the appropriate or best defined mental, spiritual status for my maturation and productivity is by definition my premiere status.  Therefore, I enjoy my heart’s weeping state.  Yes, it hurts because it is meant to hurt and that hurt is designed to sponsor a call to action.  Jesus wept because He desperately wanted to gather His sheep as any good shepherd desires.  He wept for their lack of readiness and disobedience and the subsequent suffering they would endure for said state.  The Lord loves us and that simple but humbling fact breaks my heart.  What a wonderful gift.  In Jesus’ Name I weep and pray.  Amen.

We escape, avoid, run from, sell out, opine, regret and purchase friends in order to establish a circumstance where we are never alone.  How powerful this feeling that it compels people to accept living with tyrants in horrible oppressive circumstance.  It is the muse for the greatest poems, love songs, novels and sonnets in history.  It is the cause for great pools of tears, chronic depression and motivation to move mountains to be among others even in slavery.

How can we be alone if God is Omnipresent?  That doesn’t count you say.  Okay, but isn’t it cause for reflection that we have never really been alone, no matter what our worldly circumstances dictate or indicate?  And do we properly understand the positive predictive elements of being alone?  Oh, you mean there are additional meanings to that word, some which I may have never investigated?  Well yes, that is the power and the irony of words.  We must consider what they really mean before allowing the situation to decay to unnecessary exaggerated emotion or occurrence.

Yes, alone can be mean alone, isolated or separated, but it also has additional levels of context.  For instance a person can be the only one devoted to their position on the wall watching over the town so that they “alone” are the watchman for the security of others.  As well, alone implies a uniqueness unavailable to the masses where she alone can sing the notes of this opera.  She is uniquely equipped to do that which no one else may venture.  These are positive uses of a powerful word.

I pray that you have accepted the implied gift involved here and somehow take comfort in the fact that alone is not always a bad thing, in fact it can be rewarding.  Besides, you have never been alone.  The Lord is a living God, participating in your life taking an active role in your protection, provision, maturation and emotional care.  Perhaps it is your thinking which may be changed to transform the potency and fear of being “alone”.  I pray that the Lord God give you a clear understanding that you have never been and never will alone if you know God.  Additionally Lord show them their unique position and characteristics that set them apart as special, alone being the one person who has been equipped to do the work for which they alone have been fearfully and wonderfully made.  Thank you Lord for making sure that we can never be alone.  It is your great name that I pray today.  Jesus Christ my King, My Kin, My Friend, My Lord.  Bless your name.

Note:  That we were made in “OUR” image, yes that is what the Bible says, our, meaning the image of the Trilogy.  Elohim is the plural word for the Triune God in one being.  So, if you are made in the image of Father, Son and Holy Spirit then don’t you also have the qualities born of that reflective image.  Again you have never been and will never be alone.

Stimuli, response.  What categorizes the quality, severity, frequency and amplitude of your response to the signals and catalysts delivered you by God through the world?  Are you highly emotional, prone to fiery retort?  Are you sanguine, choosing to aloofly ignore or compartmentalize the hurt, worry and concern for processing another day?  Do you escape in to alternately crafted justifications freeing yourself from the implications of non responsive behavior?  Are you the owner and simply see what God is showing you through the circumstance accurately realizing it is simply the precise stimuli designed as benchmark for your current faith position?

What is the mirror showing you?  Are you going to God praying for patience?  If you  are you may be misinterpreting the signals through the lens of your own self-critique.  The signs are showing you that you aren’t “good” enough, which is the enemy’s mantra whispered to you perpetually since you’ll listen.  Patience isn’t necessary to learn, but a quality of the Holy Spirit that fills you at indwelling.  So is patience a gift or a product of “works”?  If it is a fruit of the Spirit can you grow it or is it given by and from your faith relationship with God?  Perhaps the need for patience is answered by and through prayer and time spent with God as you begin to reflect him in this world.

What of anger?  What is anger, I mean we should want to know because it was so effective it kept Moses from entering the promise land with those desert wanderers.  Is anger inherently problematic?  If it were God’s Word would not say to get angry but don’t sin.  Again the dangers of anger are in the reaction.  It is simply a signal and emotion but allowed to arouse it may cause “over” reaction leading to sin.  Again is anger best dealt with by self-help or continued attempt at capturing ones anger. This is just a signal to demonstrate your current faith position and should be taken to the Lord in prayer and supplication allowing His Spirit to make the changes in our psyche.

 The sign or symbol is not inherently sinful or frankly infuriating, frustrating or awe inspiring it is a facet, a reflection of our position in Christ.  Our current understanding or maturity in Christ is found in our reaction to the stimuli.  Should we then cease to react, seeking to present an image of someone unresponsive to the stimuli?  That would be a false reflection wouldn’t it because this again in a compartmentalism technique that simply delays or diffuses the reaction, sometimes amplifying it or transforming it in to an undesirable over reaction at a later time, usually upon an unsuspecting person who becomes recipient.  God inspects the heart, so He knows especially those things which have been concealed.

Should I be depressed having lost my job, place and relationship within short measure?  Maybe, for a moment, but then I ought to take that burden to the Lord and take back His peace, understanding that those circumstances were sent to give me a firm understanding of my position in faith.  The sin and the learning are all found in the reaction.  Which will you seek?  In Jesus Name.