Quandary, we are left Q ponderous of how a God so loving could be filled with such rage as to promise a day of Wrath upcoming that will leave scorched Earth, plagues, pestilence, relentless and hopeless war and demons ravaging those unrelenting to God’s Call. For most it is something beyond the realm of imagination, yet they enlist themselves daily to the pursuit of Avatar escape in the digital game arena or in a search for online fame and love in profile’s properly placed for publication. I submit the imagination is a broader thing than we account it. Imagine your Earthly Father having given you opportunity after opportunity to be obedient and follow the rules of his household only to come home find you in an adulterous relationship with the neighbors wife, chasing money and fame while pimping the neighbors kids into slavery and squandering the blessing, money and position he had provided for your edification. How outraged would your worldly Father be at that point?  What if you were jailed for these offenses would he come rescue you? Perhaps once maybe several times but at some point his patience and reason would be overridden by the reality that you were just never going to come to the understanding that he presented.  What if he gave you a deadline and told you beyond this point I will not help you  and told you that it was not assigned to a specific date but that he was going to be watching and at some point would cut you off from his blessing, consider you beyond assistance and turn his back on you to allow you to pay the price associated with your behavior for the rest of your life?

Would you blame him for this position? No, then how are you still struggling with God’s point? You see He has all power authority and wisdom and is outside of time so He knows what you are going to do before you do it, yet He still waits offering grace and mercy and eternal escape from the accountability that you pressing to achieve. And there is the largest part of the story that transcends the analogy of your Earthly Father, God provided a way for you to escape the coming judgment you bring upon yourself and be cleansed of the unrighteousness that drove you to those acts and on top of that transform you for the future that He designed for you.  Additionally, and here is the greatest part of the story He provided a way for you to escape the limitations of this mortal life, ending in death and offer you eternal existence with Him and other believers doing the work for which each of us have been perfectly designed.

But Love never comes without price you say?  Certainly God’s Love is given freely as an offer to each person but the enormity and potency of sovereign action is always based in the capacity of choice. Without a choice we would not resemble God. In my dreams of late God provided me the understanding to the Sovereignty though I may have never seen it.  Imagine if you will that God created man and forced within man the constraint that he could never lie. If we could never lie then we would never have to be concerned about trust it would be certain, we would never have to struggle against the lure of sin that draws us to exaggerate and fib our way into obtaining our desires and we would never have to be concerned about  Choice, for all things would have chosen for us prior to that discerning event. What is the price of Love, well God says that “those who love me will obey my commands”.  That is God’s price of Love, He expects each of us to demonstrate our appreciation for the Love He gives and continues to offer freely with an acknowledgement of His Sovereign Authority over  all things Created by reacting in tandem to His boundaries, constraints and behaviors. If we do not reflect this obedience we are in fact denying His Sovereign Authority and telling Him clearly I do not value the love have given Father and no I will not turn from my Sovereign Disobedience to Your Will, so in effect I am choosing my own end.  The Bible says emphatically that there is a Hell, it is horrible beyond compare though the servants of satan would have you believe it is going to be an eternal party, that Hell was designed as the end for the disobedient Angels and that man chooses to go there by turning down OUR FATHER’S offer of safe return home.

I may not have chosen the Family into which I was born or my looks, hair color, body type of brain power, but I get to make the choice of not only where I will spent eternity but how this life is conducted whether in sedition, dishonor, criminality, debauchery and sin or in reflection to God’s Grace as a person who has been cleansed of that original sin and forgiven forever, being prepared by God’s Hand in this world to be with Him forever in the Next.  Will I exercise my Sovereignty in this lifetime?  That I believe, is not the appropriate question for all will make that Sovereign Choice as to where they spend eternity.  The true question is to I revere My Father enough to understand that He has set before all of us the educated Choice and that in that decision I will be Free to make my own decision to accept God’s Loving Grace or Force His Hand of outstanding Wrath, the Wrath I have forced upon myself by ignoring His continuous, persistent and patient attempts at rescue and redemption.

The Lord has made it painstakingly clear what is coming to this Earth and all those who remain disobedient to His commands, deciding to turn down His offer of reconciliation and return to the Good Graces of His Mercy. There is coming to this Earth a horrible, worldly and supernatural king that the world craves to fight against God’s Pronounced inevitable judgment.  He will promise great things and do signs and wonders as God allows to deceive mankind into believing his divinity and the world will swallow it willingly wantonly having been searching throughout history a method to escape God’s inevitable judgment.  To that end the Lord will turn loose upon this Earth, the bowls, vials, scrolls and specific judgment promised in the Book of Revelation and throughout the Old Testament Prophets. His Wrath will be excoriating, ruthless, timely and perfect in its capacity to awake hearts to the need for salvation and rescue, for that is the after all the purpose of His Wrath.  His Wrath will be poured out upon all wickedness as recompense for their decision to turn down His Grace, but it will also lovingly remind all that were perhaps deceived that God is in charge and if they want to escape the judgment they must cry out to Him for the Salvation He had once offered freely to all mankind.  This is not that complex, though everyone who would have you turn a blind eye to God’s Love and Wrath would have you believe it is too difficult to explain or gather.  God is offering, your choice is accept or decline. My job is to warn you of the implications a poorly made choice in bringing upon yourself God’s Wrath instead of observing the Abundant Joy promised in His Righteous Love.  Have I done my job, YES. Have you made the choice of Love or Wrath, perhaps, but all will either make the choice or abdicate that free will sovereign gift by not choosing and making God do the decision making for you.  You Choose.  I hope it is Love to escape the Wrath that is soon to come upon the ungodly.  IN Jesus’ Mighty Name.

Do you know the convulsive weeping pain, perhaps of having lost a child? Or maybe it was a great love that you squandered or wandered away from only to realize there are no replacements for such loss.  Maybe you saw horrific things, as tyrants destroyed the lives of those you held dear, something from which your conscience never departs. Did it damage you forever, truthfully what was the outcome of your endurance, your resistance and mastery or attempted mastery of that searing, breaking pain?

Did it transform you, force you give up knowing that the one love you were given, perhaps only child or family would not be seen again in this life? Did it kindle depression or interrupt any structure, planning or ambition in this life? Why would one single event be so precious, so important that it could control, change an entire life’s course? Are emotions and love that important to the sound confidence of man that to defray expected outcomes, exchanged for loss and dismay becomes permanent, changing a person forever? Can a childhood be so painful that it ruins any attempt or hope at future fulfillment?  Can the loss of relationship, that magic mate or someone close truly become the defining moment of a lifetime?

My heart goes to those who have experienced this type of pain that is not simply quelled by time, drugs and for which there is no replacement.  I am sorry for your loss, sorry that this life could have taken thousands of directions and yet it went the pathway that caused you indelible agony. I wish that I had control of the opportunity to remove your pain, heal your wound, set you free from the agony attached to such tragic trans-formative loss. Yet, I do not, for even I know this pain and was incapable of yielding, accepting, ignoring, cancelling or changing the damage seemingly done to this heart forever.  For that man this was truth.

There are no words wise enough to adequately explain away or to simply describe techniques adequate to relieving such emotional distress. There is not one cell in my body that would look to you and tell you to suck it up, get over it or point you to some brilliant self help or psychological mechanism or process to construct some answer to this tragedy. That is not in my heart for this feeling this passionate exploration of the importance of that relationship, that love is probably the only thing that you have to hold on to in memory. I will not rob you of that investigation and process of determining for yourself where this will take you. I can only pray that your wounds are healed and that the love we give you sustains you as you find your way through this loss.

I love you. My experiences matter not at this point, all that matters is that you know you will get the support to do whatever is necessary for you to find peace from these events and if you perhaps never do you are still dearly loved. This life is so short and finite it makes everything so important, even priceless. I wish that we all could look at life as the treasure that your heart knows all too well, for it is a fleeting thing. May you find peace. Give us hope and merciful understanding of the necessity for this pain Lord, for we truly do not understand. In Jesus’ Holy Name.

Next to You Lord.  The Place I want to be, infallible in my innocence. Times have come when simply being prepared to be the best at being me are insufficient to the circumstance and mission support. Asking, for the things that I always requested to be taken from the table as a new list has been proffered. Reactions though acceptable are not inclined to the destination achievable. Wandering from sight, farming out ideas, ferreting for treasures of manhood have been labeled unwanton. As their ire increases it becomes less likely a harmonious fellowship available. Men must ebb with the times or the times will wash them away with ferocious disquiet.

They worry, some to the point of abandoned reason or hope. Oh that their hearts were calm having purchased peace with the refined gold of wisdom gathered from Spirit’s Fold. This journey must be deliberate, walked with intent a sense of force and folly consistent, aligned with perspective reason. We must not waste moments without reserve. No reservoir of fate or fiction from which to steal or recreate the purpose from our crafting. Touch them and let them lay weary, sanguine to intrusion. Give us the mechanisms of pure heart dedicated to sole fealty, marshaled in thought, hope and power, marching in tandem with Light’s Spectrum.  This may not be fake and in authenticity let them smile the overwhelming grins of mercy, joy and hope supplied meager in man’s allotment.

What now Lord for the fury of your anger swirls beyond the edges of our vision and expectation? Are we to stand against that dawn? Are we to place our hearts in that awful place of not knowing this moment from the next in our faithful undertaking?  Are we too to fight fear’s battle awaiting storm’s end when we know the winds shall not be parted? A quiet place for my heart’s residence. Do the lowly account to riches of glory and fortune? Do the wicked prosper through brave inclination? Do children deserve the torturous intent of sin’s uncommitted? Are the drowning saved only to be cast out to greater seas by the Hand that once plucked them from consuming wave? No, sense makes itself known to the mind of man. There is a day coming when some will not fit within the dimensions that measure this nature, having been permitted a change, transformed to incongruity.  And in that inconsistent measure will be found delivery from life’s charge, snatched from harvest’s call to await new measure of grace and glory’s patience. Prepared for things beyond current expectation.

For now to dream of pleasant hope. The hope of nations and children of a time when all are free from the fearful and the hidden harms of hearts darkened by man’s pleasures. That day about which little may be said with insufficient words, born to describe two dimensional reason and aspects that this light may never capture. A thing of eyes, hearts, hopes and promise. A day designed specifically for you and me.

Am I to cower from the socially accepted threats of giants to squash me into my insignificance? How might a shepherd present some measure of believable resistance to the overwhelming power and authority of controlling families, faiths and federal mandate?  Simply, you have in your prideful examination forgotten the most important evidence for fear of your own regard.  That reason being, I am not here of my own accord nor am I alone in my quest to have the Gospel message received and spread to all those who would be free.  Just as David knew that He was righteously defended in his stand against the giant of Gath, I am filled with the Holy Spirit of God speaking the Word that He would have me share for His Good Purposes which frankly are in direct conflict with your eager threat to my person.

Did your leader, satan, not prepare you with the entire story of Glory that you might know against whom you contend? Of course not, for that would mean admitting the Sovereignty of God and idea the enemy avoid in an effort to decodify reality.  The Lord rebuke him if He so chooses. You see, “greater is He that is in me than he that is in the world”.  That is not cause for braggadocio, simply context for understanding and preparation from your side to ready for the battle to which you have committed.  You see, you are fighting against the people of the Sovereign God of the Universe and He does not take kindly to threats nor actions taken against His beloved.  Be assured even if you were to win the day, it would be for the purposes of God’s achievement of greater objective of which my defeat is frankly purposeful.

You see Giant, tyrant, criminal, bully or king, you are making a grand mistake in simply looking to my diminished status or position of authority without looking to the Spirit that empowers, indwells and provides for my assured victory.  If God is for me who than can be against me.  That may not ring a bell for you because it is in God’s Word and you may not have taken the time to understand your enemy, a prideful miscalculation on your part, thinking yourself impervious to the tiny stone I have hurled with alacrity and precision.  We are not fodder for your glorification and if perchance you do take our lives or punish, torture and maim my Brothers and Sisters you shant escape the judgment that awaits you in front of the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, Jesus Christ Himself.

See, your master may not have told you the entire truth, but now that I have you now possess the opportunity to rethink your position.  Will you rise up against the Lord in certain defeat and eternal punishment or will you repent, accept His offer of mercy and grace and count Him Your Saviour, King, God?  If I were facing your predicament and those type of odds I would withdraw to certain mockery, knowing that embarrassment and short term shame much better counsel than eternal loss.  You ponder that, fight if you must, but you shall not leave this field with me.  In Jesus’ Name.

What is it that gives each man the cause to carry on. Looking upon the downtrodden, for example; what is the corrective or equalizing authority that spurs them to carry on each day enduring the tragic? Is it will, perhaps, is it presumption that life calls us to fight with all that we are for survival?  How can we explain those who seemingly withstand odds that would cause most to seek early end?  Does it make sense that without some reason or purpose that life would struggle with such adamant, ferocity to maintain that last breath instead of capitulating to the pressures of gravity’s impending. smothering doom?

Must we investigate numbers so large in our survey as to make some sound analytical statement regarding this unwillingness to go easy into demise?  Is it perhaps fear that drives men, the fear of the unknown death, that moment of air’s last harvest that we are desperate to escape, even to the point of surviving the most horrendous and enslaving acts? Why do children starve when they might quit, old people live on when the money and pain are far too heavy, outweighing tolerance or those having experience the loss of family or tragedies of war continue to transcend in memories better forgotten?  What makes us fight on when we ought apparently give up, especially when all witnesses concur?

What makes American’s love an underdog? What passion drives us to worship or celebrate that person having been given less than nothing rising beyond circumstance or limitation to become something viable, tenable, important of perceived wealth and social value?  We crave this imagery, the person of low regard fighting against overwhelming odds and prevailing beyond virtually unbeatable conditions. What is it in the nature of life’s unwillingness to quit that we find a spark to carry on ourselves, that we are left with a charming memory or inspiration of “can do” which gives our own lives surge to continue?

Then comes the pending question none wish asking; If things are truly that insufferable from the outset, the circumstances too dire, the struggle too overwhelming and bleak, why don’t each of us faced with these obstacles or reality simply and immediately seek ending? Why are those who we all have seen seemingly incapable of standing in the midst of their overwhelming emotional, physical and spiritual challenges not perceived and labeled as imminent danger to themselves?  Why do those in horrific life circumstance, poverty and pain continue to fight with an enduring quality that amazes onlookers?

It is Hope. Simply put without it we would have no will to live, but with it we can imagine colorful horizons in the darkest moments of night. In hope we have the active participation and acknowledgement of the possible. We may not have now or may not be capable at this point but we have to cling to the ideal that at some distant point we will rise above the obstacles, limitations and disabilities to arrive at a future so remarkable even the thought of its existence spurs us to do what must be done in travels.  From where does this hope come?  It is obviously not societal as this society subscribes to the survival of the fittest daring the weak to end it themselves and then taking the harshest measure to carry out the recommendation in kind. It is not something of self for all of us have it and though some more than others its clarity is understood beyond the borders of cast, nationality, worship or reason.  How does an infant know to fight with every ounce of its frail measure to prolong its life at any cost?  When will we recognize the simple admissions that indicate the history from whence we became?  Since this endemic hope is present is there a method by which to inflame, increase or empower its measure and quality that all might find the will to overcome the obstacles that heretofore call us to surrender?

I know the origins of my own hope, but I am not too proud and self consumed to proclaim my answer the same answer produced in the mind and will of each man.  However, there is an understanding, specific to Christianity which allows those of faith in God to reach beyond the will of self to something that spurs us on to the hope of a future promised by a God beyond limitation.  The Lord doesn’t just speak of Hope but He breeds it among believers in everything we do, believe and hold dear. For without hope without the consuming drive to get up when the last breath would be considered delightful and even proper by some, is the thing of the enduring qualities of Christian belief in the promise of deliverance, salvation, escaping inevitable wrath and transformation for an eternity spent with God.  The Hope of Almighty God is part of us through creation, that is why it is not specific to believe only perfected in the heart of each believer for God loves ALL.

C.S. Lewis one of the greatest historical apologists and former well know atheists said the following about hope; “Hope is one of the Theological virtues. This means that a continual looking forward to the eternal world is not (as some modern people think) a form of escapism or wishful thinking, but one of the things a Christian is meant to do. It does not mean that we are to leave the present world as it is. If you read history you will find that the Christians who did most for the present world were just those who thought most of the next.”   This esteemed thinker and writer got it when it came to the foundations of faith, the greatest of which I believe is hope, for it is that impervious capacity to look fear, danger, challenge and death in the eye with a perspective of seeing beyond their current intimidating or overwhelming promises. Hope is the belief as the Bible(Hebrews 11:1) says in things not yet seen, that imaginary will that looks beyond what is to what “might” or surely “shall” be.

We hope because God has given each the capacity to reach beyond the senses to a reality that is beyond the limitations of sensory understanding, something tangible yet spiritual that may only be comprehended or addressed in spiritual understanding through the lens of faith.  We hope because God has given us that capacity to protect life from overwhelming odds of this life and world that well, “Kills everyone, eventually”.  It has a construct and understanding of our mortality that calls us to prolong that inevitable expense for as long as is “spiritually” possible.  We as Christians become powerful when we embrace, investigate, pray about and accept the potency of Hope in the Promises of God. For the Hope of Christ gives us power through the Holy Spirit’s indwelling authority and understanding that surpasses the mortal limitations and time constructs of this temporary universe and calls us to eternity, where infinity denies limitation.

You’ve got Hope, you’ve got a mustard seed of faith now you have to learn how to call upon them in duress and utilize them to overcome all that is in this world as your Saviour has already conquered all within it.  We must begin to look beyond our current circumstance and the prisons of worldly perspective to unlock the power of a hopeful tomorrow to which we are citizens having been promised by God.  What then do you look to when times are tough?

Do you get caught in the headlights of the dangerous vehicles threatening your existence or beyond them at the objects of infinity? What is your level of hopeful tolerance and is it born of simple human desire to achieve or ambition to prolong your life or is it based upon the promises of your true citizen beyond this life?  Is it the hope based upon that day, that something that is beyond reason and sensibility calling forward through whatever circumstance or challenge to the tomorrow I know awaits me where none of this will matter.  What is your measure and control of the Hope that lay within you?  Will you look to its overwhelming God-filled authority to rise above the challenges of life?  Is it something you understand and something that you see makes this life well respondent to the joyful abundance that He promised.  Something awaits, can you see it?

In Jesus’ Mighty Name upon which all our promised hope resides.

Blessed Father, in the pain I have found the importance of glory and the value of Love. In the trials the worth of friends who love and entertain the same counsel.  With ease we gain nothing but summers rest and relief from the testing trials of a dawn we’ve avoided. Grateful for the path with incline the breaking back of weights heavier than one might bare, that in the midst of struggles we found our path to surrender. Without overwhelming force I would remain inside a domain of self, never comprehending the impossible only a failures breath beyond explanation. I do not quest to lose loves and feel fates weighty hand upon my life, but in poverty I find need and contentment, in pain I find reserve and endurance and through it all I find your supporting and guiding power and trust. It is strange to be thankful of trials and pain but I must then remain peculiar to be true.

Lord, where is this balance of prevision and worship? How may we remain inclined with ear’s welcome to the wisdom of Your Word and abounding in the plenty provided by Your Blessing Hand? Where is that balance, the fulcrum at which we never leave your counsel yet find our way to security and safety in the things given from your love? Is it the same as manna, living for each day content with my penny for the work with which I am blessed? Father let me reside within that swing to and fro that I never exceed its limitations, always faithful, obedient and devoid of worship for the material goods surrounding. Give us truth and a firm steady, faithful regard for the path you’ve lain before us.

This is our greatest blessing, this opportunity to turn from the World’s Lure. Let me trust in all things eternal and let go of the temporal that I might begin preparation for permanency in heaven, with God. Yes, this part of the journey is trial, is trapping is a steady metronome of marking time in hours for pay, but there is reason worthy of the painful moments. These trials are merciful adjusting preparations for the hereafter.  Shall I regard them so or tackling them in complaint seeking some expectation’s met? This painful, tragic, loving, deep, REAL, LIFE I AM LEADING is worthy of my best and is the life I have been given by Almighty God to enjoy, utilize, learn from and live abundantly. I shall not dishonor that gift by wishing some other gift than this glorious one I have received, this day.  In Jesus’ Name I Rejoice in whatever this day may bring.

They hear the raging drums of Giants on the march to intimidate the living. Whether wind or howling storm fear grips the legs of humanity that freedom no longer remains within their grasp or understanding.  Huge, flaming beasts with odors horrific slice through the will of each leaving them desolate of state lassoed in despair. None could dream of such a day, only those whose imagination pushed the limits of man’s temper. What shall we do but fall before them begging mercy and be given nothing but laughing fury and death. There was a way we were told to escape this misuse of life’s blessing, yet we long ago determined those preaching that escape full to the brim with folly, beyond repair, captured by the folly of a God they’d never seen and promises they claim to have heard in small voice. Wish upon wonder that now we could hear their joyous song or rapture, hope and delight in salvation by God.

This battle is not over, this land not lost, your lives not meant for forfeit but for eternal purpose.  Cry out to God in mercy and truth, confessing and repenting of your sin before the dawn comes and time of the gentiles is finished. Yes the monsters rage and demons roar for blood, the blood of all men, spread in pestilence, war or worse. Yet, God loves us and shall not leave one repentant heart for the slaves of death and sin to master. For Almighty God is offering a Grace, Sovereign Grace surpassing the reach, might and authority of any fallen thing headed for judgment’s Fire.  Pray not to the wishes of fates but the Almighty God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob who waits to embrace you whether in death’s passing hand to deliver you to Paradise’s Door or through His sanctifying Harpazo to save those who have obeyed from Wrath meant for Iniquity’s Voice. Take a moment, pray and stand for the Lord our God is Mighty To SAVE and He alone has WON.

Jesus is soon and swift to return. We do not know the day nor the hour but that this return is assured and may be this very next moment we speak or think. Take not any other road but the skinny path leading to His Grace and waste not a single moment in longer thought than we are currently given for none know the limit of our minutes. The time for deliberation is past, now action is called to save us from the ills to come, delivered by God’s Plan that all who will be save shall and all who deserve eternal fire receive its scorching touch. I pray for humanity as we step forward into a certain future that all have the peace and wisdom to choose wisely where their eternity shall be spent. In Jesus’ Name I pray.

We shiver and stare, into a darkness that eyes may not peel. Layers thick promising every manner of horror our imaginations may conjure. Nostrils flare from the acrid, poisonous fumes saturating our thoughts with despair and gravity.  Our hearts fall short of necessary courage, yet as our boots slide with each step we venture closer to the shadowy gates. The Lord promised and we marched on, here we’ve come to the gates of Hell eager to snatch back those who have found fates tempting. This is the love we could muster, this is the obedience to our faith, that the treasured forgotten few will not fall pray to separation from the Godly things of Paradise. Not while Spirit calls us onward speaking their names telling them it will be Okay.

There is no return from Hades but upon Salvation’s Wing. This is not a place a destination to be traversed, this gelatin web of Spider’s Heart, taught to capture forever those things drawn near.  Yet we shall leave this place in triumph, not in shout for none will ever speak again of this day. There is no reason worth the telling.  This day we saw the truth of God’s willing Grace and the price that men bring to themselves in gods, fallen and sin’s madness. This we do only for the sake of Love, that the Lord displayed for all. This is the task of ambassadors’ journey, not simply to tell but to rescue, care for and return to the Arms of God.

God Loves You World and even if none understand we still shall perform for the asking, though our bones wish to forget and our minds suffer palsy brief. This patience is not my own for all this burning air chokes my words, this is the self control of God welling up through the Holy of Holy’s bound within my chest. Praise God for the indwelling counselor and comforter, powerful ready and confident when these are but ramblings. Thank you Father for asking this of me. This quest has shown the horizons of faith that may be eclipsed in answered promise.

I am redeemed and thank you for loving these Brothers, these men, women who but for the will to make a choice stood catawampus upon the shores of iniquity’s burden, the resting place of angels galore in this spectacle of gleaming dark. So satin black beyond event horizon swallowing light.  Into this fray the Light of the World has come to draw back and save those who have not yet fallen pray to its masterful siren allure.  These few will forever remember that they were truly Saved at God’s Last Moment of Grace.

Now the Wrath, capturing all in its path, spreading the knowledge of True Judgment. The Lion has come it is the dawn of tomorrow’s beginning.  IN Jesus’ Name.

Weeping, not from personal pain or betrayal but from an understanding of my intractable desire to help in some manner when I cannot. This is God’s Work and His alone to fulfill or deem unnecessary for His Perfect reasoning. When I look upon a thing I now fully comprehend that I am viewing with inadequate insight, especially lacking the wisdom of power application outside time. God sees all our lives, not just all of us but the entirety of our lives in one snapshot and knows the ebbs and flows of our learning patterns and divine opportunities throughout our short mortal existence. Therefore in that understanding and total complex knowledge He alone knows when to apply His touch, His Word, His Will to bring about the perfect outcome. Yet, when I look upon you in desperation I still weep for lack of affect.

Is this emotion, this wishing, this perhaps hoping things are different somehow a personal betrayal to my trust in God?  Good question. Does every doctor violate God’s Will when he or she cannot save every patient? Do they contend with God when having to realize that the patient is beyond there skill level of application and now must be commended to the hand of God? We feel and that compassionate desire to help, cure, heal, support and defend those in need must be a part of our heaven kinship, for in its powerlessness, I find the only solace available, the Trust that God knows Best.

Contentment, certainly is an indication of agreement with the Lord’s singular capacity to deliver outcomes. My ambition does not outstrip this understanding for some things, though I may wish them so, are beyond my capacity to produce or have been denied by God. Will God perhaps heal your wounds, there in lies the desperation, my only answer being perhaps?

It is what I do at that point that designates and defines my Trust in God for knowing that He can do the impossible thing, it is then time for powerful and potent prayer, leaving the outcome to God but knowing that He promises to deliver for His children asking in His Name. I pray that He heals your wounds and returns you to an established confident position sans the insecurity you now experience.  I know that He can and that He does promise to deliver on those prayers, but I also know that He may know something so complex about your life that this is the event that will sponsor your fulfillment.  Thereby I will continue to pray and weep for you in your pain but I will leave the outcome to Almighty God, knowing that He loves you more than I.

Fearful, for what reason or purpose? Look upon your offering of fear and see that it is a mist to Christians and Jews whose hope is in Life Everlasting. You leverage my now in hope of making me concentrate on the anxiety of losing the now that has been given us for training in preparation for then. What simple thinking in your narrative. I see how Christianity and the belief upon Everlasting Life must confound your limited authority over the now. May the Lord rebuke you if He so chooses and may the falsity and disparity of your continued desire to spread fear among men be met with an overwhelming understanding and revival of hearts to the respectful fear of God alone. We thank Almighty God for this opportunity to declare Faith in His Promises over the frailty, timidity and mortality possessed in holding onto all things now.

I get it without fear there is no obfuscation only transparency.  And for those who depend on slight of hand or misdirection for their accomplishment, it makes sense that fear would be the most likely vehicle for control.  Emotions alike are not real but may come with such alacrity that they overwhelm the meager or misunderstanding heart believing them inevitable.  Fear did not come from God, its Spirit is one of those mechanism utilized specifically by powers and principalities to paralyze, control and defer rightful action.  Believers need remember one thing; the spirit who reincarnated all members who have ever risen from the dead, lives within your heart. Just as with Abraham, that knowledge, that confident refusal to fear the loss of life firm in the knowledge of God’s Surpassing authority is the mechanism that imputes His righteousness to those who depend upon Him.  We additionally are the recipients of Grace, being sealed for eternity by the indwelling of God’s Holy Spirit based on our belief in something beyond self, beyond this temporary world and the life of mist we currently follow.  This is cause for celebration and proclamation that the darkness and its consuming fear have no purchase in our hearts of freedom, having been set free by Christ Jesus.

What then are we to fear now that we live for then?  Well, nothing, but a reverent fear of Almighty God that instructs, humbles and guides us to clear and righteous thought and action.  This life is a mist, short time, training ground, decision space, nothing more, nothing less. It’s importance must not be misconstrued or overlooked nor should it be hyped to the point where the loss of this life forces us into quagmire of thought and emotion. We are eternity bound, praise God and that love for Him and for the believers is the perfect Love that casts out fear. So reside in truth, confidence and the Hope that comes from believing and relying fully upon the promises of God. Fear has no authority in your life, make note of it to know your enemy, but pay it no more heed that quiet recognition of acknowledged enemy attempts.  In Jesus’ Name I pray for all.