In grand effort to brandish the torch of our own greatness and wisdom, we wave a Fool’s Sparkler to dazzle and amaze observers. I have never been a man especially graced with character. Certainly disposed to a fair amount of charm I have piped the snake from the basket to challenge belief and obscure my frailties. This world was my coin and good pleasure. Seeking validation after validation in a succession of “top this” events my plan was irrevocably displayed as absolute and utter failure in the outset. This world is bound by temporality and even the attention one receives is short lived. What I wanted and what I pursued were on different roads of understanding and promise that rarely if ever intersected.

My collective achievements were sponsored by a quest for sin and self actualization, the world’s mantra for happiness and fulfillment. One may never be filled by self and even those with 90 foot statues have died miserable deaths in realization of this ridiculous pursuit. What then may fulfill this longing? What then may provide Eternal verification of righteous pursuit? In telling me I am good you have plied me with the salve of temporary relaxitive. This is the opium of man to receive repeated if not constant praise to the glory of our own achievement, brilliance or polish. In accolades born of self aspiration eternity is forsaken. The surrender to the eternal pursuits requires that in achievement of personal objectives we must relinquish to the intentions the King.

I am no master of the mystical, wizard of substantial power or villain of intoxicating fear and fury. Simply, irrevocably, though this will always be tested and challenged, a tool of something greater than my own desires, planning or aspiration fealty. My plot is no longer my own, my character no longer shabby and short lived having been replaced with the fruits of Everlasting Hope and Forgiveness. Shall I lean toward ushering in the frail image in reflection of a world set to its own passing? Your praises of my efforts, words and wisdom are rocks to challenge my defenses. If I am challenged at all it is by my own worldliness in reservation.

I will become something greater than self offered. I will achieve the impossible tasks in this world and spend eternity serving and listening to the only one who ever knew it all. These are not the sacraments and yearnings of a man born of ambition’s fodder. For all those things I sought, bought and wrought were limited and unreasonable facsimile of that which is now within my attainment. These are not the wiles and woes of man having given up or surrendered to be used as whip to whim or widget to workings. These are the surety, certain reasonably obtainable objectives of the one who has written the rules. I am sure in my outcomes which I never held for one moment in my own pursuits. For now and forever more my works no longer dictate the limits of achievement or fulfilling consequence. My Steps are guided, predetermined and made certain in the heart and Power of God.