When my own eye offends do I strike it free as God suggests? What of my own evil, my thistles, briars and thorns? What self control have I exhibited that man or Brother would find solace that the impossible is being done? What obedience that my own heart is true? How many have I slighted, ignored, never shown love and how often have I gone to great strides to find my own way resolved? When is it time to expect God’s accountability for actions or inaction as a measure of unbelief/disobedience? What is hate for God but continually doing that in which He demands abstinence, repentance and transformation?

At what point were Moses and Aaron left out of His Divine Rest and entry into the Promise Land? When was Moses too angry or in perpetual refusal to lose his rage in exchange for apology and peaceful council? What makes us believe that God will not treat us in the same fashion with unresolved disobedience or lack of contrition in transformation? Do we believe ourselves greater than Moses, perhaps due more leeway as we have Grace or perhaps are we the same exact people seeking to continually do that which God hates believing ourselves somehow safe from His Wrath in eternal redemption?

We as men have come down to the last days. The last opportunities to get it right and when we mess up repeatedly we are squandering perhaps the last few opportunities to do what God directed. Does that frighten you? It scares the skin off of me, yet I still find myself willfully, brazenly, unwisely expresses the same covetousness and desire to sin for gratification of the eye and pride each and every one of these valuable last days. How can that be when I know the consequence? When I know that being left behind for wrath or deserved chastisement is virtually upon us? What makes me any different than the heroes gone before, better men than I?

I cannot efficiently express the depth of my shame in haphazardly or even clumsily walking into the unavoidable weight and gravity of my own sin. It is not as if we do not know what will befall us or that somehow we can claim some excuse. These are not those times and we are not children who may simply take the slap on the wrist or find solace and forgiveness in our tears. This is for everything. No looking back. No second chance as the one that I received when Jesus heard my cries to be removed from the cages of my past. No this one is on me, a foolish, arrogant mess of my own creation from which ought not expect relief or freedom. Folks it is time to do or not do according to our fear and reverence before God Almighty. This is the time of fearfulness in those who are not walking the path upon which God bid them travel.