Singing to the hand upon the marching tide of time. Hoping so that dreams and love will guide man to a better place. Seemingly endless this provocative set of events dashing humanity upon the rocks with relentless intent to see it shattered and scattered at ocean’s peak. We appeal to those things that decided what is real, to take breather and let man get his feet beneath his weight. May we stand in the promises of someone mightier than all who having foreseen our calamity built escapes and exit ramps into the works that we collectively may find the respite requisite to fight on.

What is this another dawn of mayhem and purmiscuity set to rot the pure and take from us the opportunity to be blessed with peace, order and calm. Why do the righteous fight with such abandon? Is it destruction’s purse that calls them to avoid extinction or some grand hope and knowledge that the end is not yet played? We have seen the heart, darkened, fermented and wicked abusive engines of the wicked. We have been made familiar to the self-indulgent hand of those who would see all their aspirations planted. What then of humility weeded instructively to the minds of youth? Have they no simple understanding of the grace allotted mankind in its position before the sovereign? Has glory and superior authority and power escaped their understanding? Must they be diminished, disciplined or destroyed to see the follow of their own measure? Must all be subjected to surrender?

This is the time of great choices. On which team shall we participate, on which branch of the river shall we travel the appendages of time? Where do our expectations lead? What dreams do we portend, what mysteries invest? How splendid the measure with which men are counted? What deep molecular bindings adhere the mettle of man? Searching for Grail in Grace or character get lost we on the roads to comprehension that they may one and same in the remaking of each heart. What guides our rubric having realized escaped captivity? How does change provide relief to saints determined to war with powers beyond reason sans loving care? Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction? Psalm 88:11 For to accomplish any great counsel it must be achieved in the temporary to effect eternal understanding.