Father God, I am sorry for loving someone else with the heart, mind, soul and strength reserved for You alone. Though, I pray for forgiveness Lord, it is to the correction that I so desperately look forward. To that end Father, I surrender my life to Your Transforming and Powerful Hand. Remake me Father in the image of Your Holy and Righteous Son who was sent to die for my sins. I praise You for the forgiveness and the continued Faithful direction that will eventually demonstrate the Fruits of that transformation through my walk with Your Spirit.

Father, any marriage is fully empowered through Your Will and any vow or coupling outside of that is doomed to strife, dishonor and dysfunction. Thank You for clarifying that in my incomplete attempts to remain fully engaged in watching Your Son in the boat as I cross the lake of my life. Cross, lake, life these are certainly words of contemplation with Your Holy Word. Lord I was made for worship for You Alone. Father if there were ever to be a marriage that would be true to Your Will it would be defined by those fruits of Your Holy Spirit and the doctrine of Purity, Holiness and Righteousness that we of the Body embrace in being set apart for You.

I have failed once again and in that failure have found victory through Christ Jesus. For each time I err I am reconvened within the relationship with Your Spirit, convicting me of my short sided attempts at bringing about my own solutions in life. I have been born again, by the Seed of Your Holy Spirit to live an eternal life no longer governed by the constraints or laws of this world, a new Covenant through Christ. Lord let me look for the new Wine, the First Fruits of my own resurrection from the death upon Calvary’s Cross. Let me reside in the earnest dedication to the skinny path before me. I am sorry when I have not loved, been gentle or sober minded, but I am most stricken by my distance from You in my own pursuits.

May I walk on the path designated, directed and clarified by Your Spirit in discernment. In Jesus’ Precious name.

I met a woman the other day. She was seated at the Body shop waiting for her car to be completed. All the counter folks were busy, I smiled and she said, “Do I know you”? I told her that I was man of God and that I smile and greet everyone. She said that I greeted her as if I knew her. I said that I love everyone and hoped she had a wonderful day. The conversation ended as the counter people said, “next”.

Yesterday while checking out at the dollar store, I saw a funeral notice on the counter for this weekend, Resurrection Sunday weekend. It was the same lady I met several days ago. I was surprised and remembered her unwillingness to share a good moment and was suddenly sorry for her and her family. We never know when our time is come. We never know when God is going to offer our last breath. Every moment counts.

Folks please don’t waste the moments you’ve been given. Go to God in Christ Jesus and ask for direction, power, purpose and protection to complete the objectives for which He sent you to Earth. All of our time is short, yet we offer flippant words, take life for granted and fail to be content in all that we have been given. Look I may be a goofy faced Pastor of Christ offering smiles to all I meet and an encouraging Word to them that want one, but that is the reason I am here. What’s your reason?

Daydream’s display. Nothing kept to breast. Naked. 

Songs running rampant in the burning upset heart. 

Knowing that they all see the weakness and remember.

Kept nothing in reserve all fuel pumped into cylinder.

To see the raging flame burn so bright it draws them.

Impact head on to rid the wolf and recessed escape.

Betrayed in the innocence of love he’d wanted hidden.

Or pray tell shadowed from the hungry eyes of devils.

No plateau for distant viewing, promontory spear safe.

Bullseye painted center mass red chested cross haired

What then of keen discernment and real interpretation?

Well aware of lurking frames and distant painted hearts

Laughing as they will at the wounds posted dead center.

They seek to find a better, more acceptable situation.

Relieved of opportunity in disgrace tepid bake for home.

We are not the purple flame cast with orbs of yellow.

To entertain those looking for better planted fields.

Amidst the life of bounty the pain that stands intrinsic.

Waking dormant hurt or kindling bruises yet ventured.

What view so proud standing beside the wilting Lilly? 

Valley’s purged of song and chiding children singing.

Words of wisdom found friendly in denial of the dance.

We rested whilst some sought to recover pleasure’s lost

Afoot and kneeling to pray upon timely deliverance.

We waited and found that execution far more splendid.

Realizing outcomes neglected nirvana’s pinched wick

As nothing more useful than truly standing there in love.

The gentle man I cannot see. Beyond the rushing, turbulent waters and pressuring pipes. Kind as a hand to help you up a welcome smile with whom we sup. No nightmare’s call, no sand abrades having put down the blades of discomfort and defense. Calmly on the sands of this time waiting for the call or conveyance to battlefield or silent altar.

Some things are chipped away in the jostling quest. Boundaries of acetone and chaos seeking dominion in the freakish melee. Where is this anger to be deposited but upon those whom are loved. Raging in the dark of night and the broad silent base of morning sun. Torn from the peace of a once love filled child beaten beyond self control.

Oh, thrashing upset, find pulse and peace in quiet dawn. There is no tomorrow without making it across the canvass of today. No darkened heart, no porous membrane of the vacuous night. Absorbing, stealing, making resistant the loving intent. To joy and calm we see the turbulent seas reside seeking soft and sheltered lagoon.

What’s made when mettle is melded to outcomes beyond person and resolve? What questions asked into the silent separation from the things yet come? Beckon, seek, send sounding to the glorious and unknown depth of reasonable request. To reconcile the pieces that should never been shaken or torn asunder in the fray.

Be still owe the knowledge of the day as its light pierces corner or doorway. Shielded eyes, hand held tightly to furrowed brow hoping for answers yet reluctant in revelation. Not to oracle or prominent saint but to the marrow of all universal bone. Enter the center while never having left the crossed leg seat upon the ledge at window’s passing.

This sorrow must be deposited in the culverts and broom’s hollow. A pile of pain known only to the memory’s passing. Vulnerable shame acquainted with innocence as it is taken by force and promised return at judgment. So sad that the gladness of a childlike heart was never acceptable in this place seeking only to consume all in its path.

It is going to be alright. Day and night will pass each other in the transition to another wonderful opportunity for life. The rains will come but then recede leaving the world greener, fresher and smelling of fresh pine and lilac. Too hot, too cold even the moments we spend escaping will be testimony to the shared moments in silent hunkering. Don’t know exactly from which direction the new wind will freshen, but if Summer may it be from yonder mountains and Winter from the prevailing Southern and desert seas.

Yes, there are challenges, difficulties, trials and temptations, but you have been armoured to withstand and if need be respond. Even the moments spent in anxious contemplation will be met with resilient courage to withstand all that comes for you. Spoken as if from the depths of the universe a powerful Word is uttered reminding all instantly of the confidence in the Living God. No one of us alone but with each other in preparation and fulfillment waiting for the outcomes that have already been achieved to be realized in humanity.

Don’t hold back. Never fear and never step away from the measures you know must be undertaken. There will be rest. There will be endurance. There will betrayal and anguish and absolute hilarity. The entire promise is the absolute pleasure as this life comes to us quickly. You have been made whole that there is nothing missing or in short supply as your blessings from Heaven above arrive precisely in hopeful timing. Don’t doubt the dark, it will be there but it has been instructed by the light which has come to shine through your eyes and heart.

Freedom is not captive to the noise and lies of this world’s obsession. Within resides to power that defeated the death and dark. Don’t ever feel overwhelmed as this is a deception meant to disassociate you with the truth that set all men free. Go with grace into the garden, the valley, the dungeon and the mount, praising the Name that delivered you from rebellion and reconciled you to the Source. Don’t feed the posture of the fallen, pampering your wounds or fallen ego. For nothing shall be held from you in love, the love that conquers all.

Loving and missing someone often fills the mind with a nagging pain that is tough in dismissal. It however, must be endured for the choices of life must be attended and regardless of our wants we must accept other’s decision. Unfortunately, wishing, wanting and yearning are insufficient cause to pine after another. They have the free will to pursue any life they wish including one separate from your desires, dreams or the captivity of insecure love.

That being said, giving someone free rental in your brain housing group when they have explicitly told you that you are inadequate, insufficient or outside the parameters of their love table is perhaps sign of some immature or inaccurate relationship mastery. Not matching or lining up with someone else’s desires in a mate is not something to in wounded fashion yearn to overcome, but rather clear guidance that perhaps you have been responding to or seeking incongruent love interests. If you don’t match the projection you should quit early.

It is also life experience that commonly makes a relationship work rather than the imprints of love projection. For, subside as they do we are left with the bundle of human foibles standing before us. Absent the burning desire of love or sexual fulfillment this person will have to either be given the time and enduring grace to adapt or there will be endless attempts on one or both parts to change the other. This begs the question is it truly the best path to look for someone that matches the romantic expectation or someone willing to change with you and adapt to the circumstances in those times when the projection just simply doesn’t work?

In the Body of Christ, since a vow of marriage is made before God, then it is not simply expected for couples to remain together through the difficult times but it is essential. God knows that a sexual yearning or romantic/financial/physical projection will never a marriage support. There must be a commitment to endure/abiding in Christ Jesus in the Good times and the Bad, deciding and dedicating together the willingness to love especially when the emotional well is perhaps drying.

We after all are only successful in spiritual matters when fully dependent upon God Almighty for intervention, provision and repair. There is no way to make things work by yourselves. And even worse if one party is in full decision that there is no framework for repair, recovery, improvement or growth. For these things again are simply essential to successful union. Jesus promised us that we would have troubles in this world and it is illogical for married couples to assume that they will have the magic or miracles to overcome these trials without a commitment to meet them and overcome them together in the Love of God.

Loving you means I must lay down my life not only when things are good but when everything goes south. I must have the faith in God to stand in good courage against the storms, especially when I am wrong, irrational or the source of problems. Regrettably highly unlikely to succeed without a commitment to make it to the finish line together, as winners, successfully navigating the trials of this life together. Unwilling to quit, fully dependent upon the Power of God to intervene when miracles are necessary marriages rarely survive.

The commitment before though the first step remains a foundational stair to successful marriage. Therefore both parties need to ascertain a rational willingness to dig in when things get tough for they certainly will. And if unanticipated or prepared for in advance the problems threaten to capsize the vessel of a couple serving God together. So make sure you are on the same page with regard to this vow to remain together no matter what the enemy sends our direction. Because if you assume that you will never face these trials you have started something without discernment and are likely to meet all of those trials you may have avoided through enduring vow before God. In Jesus’ name may He bless you with the humility to establish a commitment in serving Him together even when things are beyond your own/combined capacity to withstand.

Things I didn’t know. Didn’t seek. Didn’t show. Promises give surety and character Divine. Wanting to be like Him and chasing dreams or dodging nightmare. Fear or want, motivators of deceit. For what am I waiting, looking down the straight, skinny path leading to all knowledge, wisdom and truth? What is met on such a wonderful road, but destiny and faithful realization of purpose.

The balanced sway of forgiveness. Decisions made in comfort without regret or doubt. This is the man I was to become before the shaping conviction of Spirit. I am so proud of you and your work toward filling the Body to overflowing. That they too may go into the world without worry taking love to each and every soul they encounter as God the Father leads and directs in predetermined meetings.

What neutral stance will gain me fruit, unless spent in prayer, Word and meditation upon the blessings of His Spirit? No mean things to say for in love there is no completion in slander, malice or the pejorative. Feel the extraction of worldly thought and reliance finding freshly plowed fields ready for the seeds of heavenly rebirth. Thinking upon God and the things He would have me find in discovery.

All days lead to abundant life, whether ghetto, farm or battle. On that road I encounter those things that were never sought but meant as part of the new wine. Blessings of wonder, praise and visions of my own remaining folly. Died and no longer held to the law but married instead to the greatest marriage ever kindled within the heart of man. Seeking nothing, finding everything out beyond the reaches.

What has been is coming again. Man’s desire to be equal to or above God drives him to open doors repugnant to God. We had perfection given to us and again stand in Christ’s innocence before the throne. We know what lies beyond the event horizon of our own pursuits and fulfillment of the urges of our Flesh and quest for majesty, legacy and dominion. There is no way forward but a choice

Technology is a false offer of hope for eternal life, when we know that to choose this route puts us in direct conflict with Almighty. They’ve offered all that the world may give us over and again and even after seeing the despair and annihilation that awaits we still sit pondering the choice. There is no evidence for it is a promise of false hope, that we may somehow master or gain enough power to escape the judgment God promises all men. There is no way forward but a choice.

Men of Dominion promise us wealth beyond measure yet we cannot even cope with the little we’ve been given. Why do the poor seek God’s deliverance yet the rich seek their own regard? Complexity is a clue. Factoring equations over and over to proof the foolishness of our actions never delivers the end result of comfort for humanity. For there is no peace but that which comes from heaven above. No satisfaction lasting longer than a moment, except that which if found in righteousness, love and relationship with humans and our God. There is no way forward but that choice.

We see pestilence of parasites infiltrating our cells creating great malignancy that speeds death upon all. Who gave us this promise of relief? Did this come from God, certainly not but from wealthy men seeking more for themselves, the more they will gain at your life’s shortening. Why do we put trust in all the same men throughout history that have thrown us into the maw of war, killed our animals, poisoned our water, air and ground. What illusion drives us to learn the same lessons that nearly brought an end to us in the history of man. There is no way forward but that precious Choice.

Yes, I would have land that I may grow and provide for hungry mouths bringing honor to God for giving me the ground, water, air and seed. Yes, I would have a family that they may be safe and grow in relationship with me and with God that they too may bring honor and glory to His name. Yes, I would have honest wealth and bounty so that I may feed, care for and help those in need as my Brothers and Sisters with the bountiful plenty God gave in Love. There is no way forward but that Choice.

Yes, I would be glad to expend more time in this life, God Willing that I may find more ways that God answers prayers, heals the sick, solves dilemma, delivers mankind and provides us a way forward that we may make this world work according to His Law, His Will and His pathway forward. Yes, Time spent with those I may learn to love and lay down my life for them as we pursue those purposeful blessings and Divine opportunities in preparation of His Return. There is only one way found in that Glorious Choice of Christ or Anti Christ.

Lord thank you for calling me to make the right choice. Forgive me and give me the enduring faith to continue to support that choice each and every day of this life, awaiting You in the next. In Jesus Name.

Write what you shall wind rider for the apprehensive fear is ruptured. Torn from the fabric of context and shadow to reside in the brush heap of forgotten season. Leave hope where seeds may plant finding fashion and sustenance in memorable breezes. Focused on points for a new place, sounds and practice pure sitting by the river of golden road and formidable fruits, where rain falls in due season, harmony ripe for picking and service.

No more shattered outlook or peep of darkened heart tying itself to kindred despair. Aware of the things that bring men to notability only the first of which is essential, blood. Wrapped adjectives describing a place we know but have never been. A world of a mindful eye and heart of faithful financing. To blend in a place where the light may prosper only to be asked for a song, dance or portrait. What then is hopeful when all have arrived.

Puncture of time and mechanisms for coping or converse relationship. What goes up may remain aloft to bring apprehensive acknowledgement to King and Castle. Far away places that were always next door and promises kept in the meeting of minds and dependence, not of rhetoric or popular eloquence but the foundation of rocks beneath one’s feet. Oh, to sit with King and Prince to here answers once beyond reason, wisdom or discovery.

Gone asunder. No plunder, grand romance or conquer ventured. To find the gold of Spirit’s call. Once vended by priests of aspiration, now oft spoken without contrition, hope and patience. The rising tide of dreams best left forgotten as hope shows its glorious face to the waiting crowd. All seeking miracles when the truth is yet upon them. Found in depths so shallow they may only be scratched in the desperate longings of man’s pursuit.

Granite dreams, made hard in the quest to be strong against the daunting pain of rejection and fear. Learning often too late that no adjustment saves the heart from experiencing glorious upset, loss and experiential valuation. I don’t want to change, don’t want to continue in apology, but what God ordains comes to pass, nothing more or less. Try as I might to make it all match the roadmap of internia, the mountains climbed and rivers crossed never divert from God’s Will and Planning.

To say you don’t miss someone is a sorrowful dissemble. Why pursue a lasting partnership without intention of sharing love and when failure or circumstance interrupts there is no way to simply escape the lasting footprints of loving companionship. No, the pain is intrinsic to love, even the best relationship still feel the emotions of argument, separation and disappointment. It is comfort and realization that what was ventured mattered. No reason for investment without that comfort.

These are the days of recovery, investigation and change. Not some cleverly induced bullet points of self-improvement rather daily confession and time with the King, seeking the conviction and guidance of Spirit, readying myself for what He has ahead of me. What a wonderful time of whisper, correspondence and memory. Remembering exactly the missteps of previous venture. Knowing again the staunch and forgiving Voice of God in my life. This is never the end but rather an end to reinforce the importance of that new beginning as God opens doors that may never be shut.

To that end I feel greater mandate of trust. For if the previous doors were opened by God then they still would remain available. Note in the back of my head that there is no worry in doors shut as if they were God’s doing they would have stood wide open. There is no flexibility in anger, passion and divorce. Thankfully a vow before God is in His will to continue and He bids us care when expressing them. For acquaintance is not hope until it reaches the tender and faithful expression of commitment.

Being afraid never helps as dance steps are forced or controlled, never natural. Thank you Lord for the priceless life lessons. May they be reinforced that they are part of internal topography consistent with Your Want and Will. In Jesus Name.