Without promise there is no belief, without belief there is no faith, without faith it is impossible to please God. This all stems from the Sovereignty and Reliability of God. For it is upon His act of creation and promises of active participation and prophetic future intercession that even made belief/trust possible. This entire lifestyle of reliance upon God was started by His action and will be ended by His Promised action. Upon that we Trust, everything else is suspect. Therefore, it is my trust in God that is the only Truth within me.

Why then do I read His Word. Is it the story? Is it the flowery language that gives me an electric shock up my legs and back? Is it to be a member of some fellowship or aspiration group? Is it to find out why so many strive to stand with Him when none of them can see Him? Is it to find a way out of my circumstances? Is it because nothing else seems real or discernably true? Is it to give myself strength to tackle the objects and obstacles before me? Is it to find my Creator and understand why He made me and what His promises mean measured against my will and desire? Or is it so that I may stand against Him in my vain imagination, pointing out how simple, uneducated and foolish all Christians have always been? Whose imagination do I hope to support in robust argument, mine or His?

This day, tomorrow we celebrate the day of which the hymn was written. When those of Jerusalem welcomed Him with cries and tears of Hosannah in the Highest. They laid palm fronds before the colt’s feet as they welcomed the realization of promised deliverance in the Messiah’s arrival to fulfill ALL prophecy. Yet, deception and argument offered by religious/military/political leaders led them to within the same week demand His death upon the cross, hung on a tree as cursed prisoners always were. Their reliance was clearly not upon God’s Promise but on man’s offering of protection, palace and prosperity.

Since when have we demanded a shift in the meanings of these feast days, the HOLYDAYS, that we have transliterated to holidays? What are we observing when seeding our children with a quest for the fertility of rabbits and the mystery for painted, golden eggs, gifts, money or the laps of men/women in costumes of the same? What are we pursuing in our own imagination or the stories we have been sold of those who worship air, tree and water? Do we truly understand the Promise that represented in observance and remembrance of the terrifying joy of Christ’s punishment for mankind’s sin? He took our place on that cross, taking willingly the death that we owed for our disobedience in sinful pursuit against God’s command. Why are we so intent on allowing the enemy’s prostitution of first intent, always ready to accept the revisions to the Promise. The small deviation from what God said which eventually leaves the ship astray, the compass untended, True North absent in our travels?

The joy of mistakes made is the time to focus upon their correction. I find myself in the unavoidable countdown to God’s intervention in America and this world. Knowing the only Truth is what He has given me combined with this sense impending urgency of His return I am self-counseled and spoken clearly to by God’s Spirit to do those things commensurate and consistent with a man who in faith, believes and in belief acknowledges the TRUTH that is God’s Sovereignty. These are the days of our participation and validation/declaration of that Truth. God holds accountability for my alignment or departure from His direction. My choices that are consistent with that accountability are the only power I personally possess to deny or confirm the blessings of this life and the next. I choose Truth. I choose God through Christ. I am Christian and I follow Him, am changed by Him and loved by Him to eventually resemble Him in the Family of those who first Trusted and Believed His Promises.