Did you hear the cry of the blossoms and the fall of the rain as it bounced out its rhythmic call for God’s return? Does the sound of the Earth as it yearns for its saviour awaken that time is at hand? Have you prayed for the innocent and they lay so disturbed in distress while the wicked crave their last or inhibit their first breath? What more must the wind whisper among you before you see storms coming near? How may we arouse you to the voice of creation prepared for the way of the Lord? You see, inside of me are spiritual alarms wailing and wondering when all with awake to the truth? How much pain, how much blatant desire for the fulfillment of salacious intent must we witness before establishing clearly that man has lost all moral regard having been replaced by carnal quests.

What marks the Path to Life but the call of Spirit upon a once wicked heart? We are led to be transformed not by brightness, cleanliness and purity but through a vision of our wicked root and the dark poisoned ground that promises infection. Only when we have seen the palsy and petulant passions of man gone his own route may we then seek the skinny path to redemption. The Law delivers not but a reflection of our sins against God’s Righteous command. We are left in a conundrum and maze from which there is only one exit and that requires a knowledge of the depth to which our depravity has fallen. Without seeing the black we shall not wonder, cry out for and seek the light with a craving that demands and answer from the Creator. So go along in your pretty little song until the pain of your desperate circumstance delivers you thinking to the desperation natural to such plight.

To God He said, run from the Wrath to Come. But it is He who sponsors wrath shall I not run from Him and escape it? That is the mystery and the beginning of wisdom found in God. He has set a time limit on our disobedience when the dam of his patience shall be over run by the fury of His displeasure and demand for compliance with the rules of His Creation. Praise be to this Loving and Furious God He knew before the beginning of time that He would need to provide a Bridge to Freedom from this self-created dilemma into an eternity by His Side, So He prophesied about becoming Flesh, then bore himself as a Son into humanity to provide the one lamb, pure enough to pay the sin debt of all Men. He became a Man, putting away His Glory and Power subjecting Himself to the pressures that all men find common and in so doing paved the Pathway to Life through His voluntary death upon the Cross. A death that was undeserved yet given freely that it would cancel and pay the price of the deaths of all men who would believe upon this marvelous sacrifice, no god of mortals would ever venture. This is the complex Love of God, so multi-dimensional and difficult to fathom that we find it immeasurable through common words and understanding. Science can onlyu explain the rational, the natural the explainable, Spirituality gives us a taste of what makes God Himself, but only through the indwelling Spirit of God given us in Christ’s ascension can we fully begin to surmise the Splendor that is God’s Righteousness. It is a language reserved for those who have born the difficulties of crucible in a quest of sanctification to once and finally find God in glorification of the Spirit and Body Man.

To find Him we need feel that glorious pain provided by this temporary existence pressuring us to the extent we cry out for delivery and redemption to a God we know in our Spirit has always been there. We find that mustard seed of faith to believe upon the Work of Jesus on that Cross in defeating this powerful prince of the air here in this realm. We accept Him as the Bridge the defining singularity, the only Path to Righteousness and curtailment of our Working, foolish war with Almighty. We are bought back from slavery. Our price is paid and we find a new hope, new life, transformation and succor for the extent of ETERNITY. This is not a one time call but abundance of Life Everlasting. We shall never die. Do you comprehend we don’t die at the end of this life, certainly this body, this human body perishes as it must but akin to the larvae enter Chrysalis it becomes the seed of Glorified man. What we become is only foretold by the Words and Appearance of Christ after death and resurrection. That is the mystery the apprehended hope upon which each of us hang our joy.

You say you want the Light well show me. You say you want to find the way to erase the old woman or man, well it has always lain before you. It is a thing of volition, surrender, contrition for the blackness we have each seen sown within our mortal man. This is a personal decision not to be made with man or beast but by ourselves with the God of our Creation. You see the blackness and pain of my words and claim I have never shown the Path to Life, You must look again to the Joy everlasting captured in mere words. I give a memory and a vision of the night but I always delight in the splendor of my Redemption and immortality in God through Christ Jesus. Perhaps it is time for you to gather the eyes to see Eternity? Will you join me and never die but be delivered into the presence of God, adopted into the Kingdom of Heaven, born again to the New Woman or Man He intended from the outset of this glorious mystery that only ends if you deny Him? Will you join me in the Love of God demonstrated by Salvation a salvation from which you will arise renewed, the old forgotten and eventuality healed by our acceptance of His Promise that we were Healed, Made Whole, redeemed, born again, finished and renewed upon that Cross of Calvary.