It grabs, it lures, it induces all the players in roles to distract, divide and destroy your performance.  This world, designed perfectly for God’s purposes, transformed into the perfect training ground for Christians and hell-bound.  What is that dynamic once-in-a-lifetime role that would precisely demonstrate your God given talents and allow you to bring the greatest glory to His name?  Have you contemplated your reaction, your dedication, your immersion in this, greatest role?  Or have you been sitting on that fence hoping that the team would select someone else?  Don’t worry we know how hard this world is.  We understand the power of its ability to entice your away from the skinny path and lest we forget the voices of the enemy or your own flesh.  Is that it then, we are excused from all righteous performance by a list of adequate explanations?

How difficult was it for you to listen to this man’s testimony without focusing on the Holy Spirit’s chastisement of your inaction?  How painful was it to think that he suffered for Christ and that is why his role was so touching, lifelike and motivating to them that believe?  The question rapidly is becoming what constitutes adequate choice as a Christian?  I know you want me to say that once I said that little prayer, back when I knew nothing of God that it was sufficient to secure heaven’s entry.  I get it this argument you would have theologian’s make on your behalf, but it just doesn’t seem to be truth.  My righteousness is certainly filthy rags in front of the Father, but I still yearn to show Him my love through demonstration of obedient and right living.  There must be a price for turning down the roles we are called to in this life.  There is, does wood hay and stubble recall anything to memory?

There is nothing better than God’s intention for our lives.  There is no treasure worth the hunt, no power worthy of wielding, no greater friend, no greater end and no cause deserving your investment.  Arise and find God’s Word for your life.  I pray for you that role which takes you beyond your capacity, stretches, teaches, imbues you with the Spirit filled power of Christ.  May you rise above any limitations set by yourself, the world or the enemy, becoming icon for God’s miracles and healing.  May every seed you plant be fertilized, watered, sprouted, grown and cultivated by the Word, which always produces bounty.  May you be of immeasurable courage and faith in God, trusting in his to bring you through.  May God bless and keep you in all that you do.  In Jesus’s Name.

Lord, I cannot win in this on my own, but thank you for never making me stand such.  My heart burdens, stomachs roils, brain revolutions nearing red line as I permutate, permutate, calculate and plan.  Bid me step out of this boat and walk upon the waves and I will do so.  I am challenged constantly by enemy soldiers seeking to get me involved in a battle of individual wills, pray for me now that I stand in that good courage you have required of me.  My hope is in you, my strength not my own, my resolve grows as I breathe long and cool knowing whom I serve.

You grant me sound sleep.  I am eating well to accommodate soundness of mind and body in attempts to be a better shepherd of all my divine benefits.  I resist the enemy and watch his troops flee from my home daily.  Lord forgive me I am struggling a bit with my brethren.  It seems that we as a body have become full of lard, complacent, unwilling, luke-warm, incapable of expending our precious time and resources in your name.  I realize that nothing in my own voice will wake them to the gravity of the hour in which we find ourselves.  I ask through this prayer that you forgive me for my shortcomings, help me to surrender all that I am and turn away from anything that brings dishonor to you.  Here our plight Father.  Forgive us for we apparently are under a spell of disobedience and self worship.  You deserve better, show us the way to revival that we might once again place you in your rightful place at the head of our priorities.  Forgive me for speaking poorly of any of my Brothers and Sisters, that is not my place.  I pray that they awaken to your calling upon their lives and respond with loving obedience to your Shepherd’s voice.

Bless them Father that curse me.  Provide for them in such a manner that they see their predicament and turn their hearts to glory.  Let me be the ambassador you wish.  Let me love when it seems impossible, understand when it only judgment seems appropriate and give as if there is no end to my supply.  Let me run and never weary as I chase those running from your presence.  Give me an endless desire and capacity to do your will.  I love you Lord with all that I am, in Jesus’s name.  Amen

Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?  The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the Lord, and against his anointed, saying, Let us break their bands asunder and cast away their cords from us.  He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in derision.  Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.  Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.  I will declare the decree: the Lord hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.  Ask of me, and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession.  Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.  Be wise now therefore, O ye kings: be instructed, ye judges of the earth.  Serve the Lord with fear and rejoice in trembling.  Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little.  Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.  Psalm 2

How many times must I sit across from you as your frothing anger and fear bid you say things against our Sovereign God?  I must refrain, catch my breath and understand that you have run, hidden and armored yourself against God’s authority for so long, even your housing has calloused.  I love you, even as I kick the dust from my sandals I stop to ask God’s hand of enlightened Spirit settle upon you at this very moment.

Is that it am I now free from my burden of duty?  But my heart still calls me to be wise and serve the Lord with fear, and rejoice with great trembling.  Lord, have I trusted thee?  Have I given you all of my heart, knowing that your Spirit works, even on the calloused, the wicked and the stubborn?  They are yours, you made them, sustain them and you will save them from eternal separation.  I am merely a messenger of your saving grace, but why then does this hurt so much to see them fight you?

Let me not anger the Son and not kindle His Wrath against man’s unholiness by either my actions or my aspersions thrown carelessly at those who you may even now be saving.  Let my love be pure and endure for ever and ever, Amen.

Considering God’s tremendous plan for redemption and His willing sacrifice to carry that out it would be reasonable for me to assume that it was done for me.  Reflecting upon His grand design of the world as it hangs presumably by itself as part of a grander universe, over billions or trillions of light years, it would be sensible to consider myself greatly loved by God.  It would make sense that since my enemies continue to make it clear that I am a wretched, over-valued, underproductive, unloved worthless piece of man flesh that the opposite is a truth he cannot tolerate.  It would be difficult to understand that God would expend other men on my behalf so that He might bring me through the travails, but this is what His Word tells me.  Am I to consider myself so highly, knowing that the Almighty Father of this and every universe did this all for me, of course not for that is the secret handshake, the ironic riddle, the unspoken rhyme of it all?

For pride was, is and has always been the avenue through which sin finds entry to creation.  Yes, God loves me that much, but it reflects upon Him, every facet, every shiny detail of His benevolence, grace and mercy toward His children.  I have done nothing except admit my love for a Father who deserves it, wants it and asks for nothing else.  Do I take delight in knowing that God will do whatever is necessary to bring me through this life, so that we might live together in the next?  Absolutely, but it is still simply put a benefit given to me neither deserved, derived or credited to my worthiness.  He chose me, He saved me, He sustains me, He protects me, provides for me and when time arrives He will snatch me out of here so I do not have to suffer His wrath set upon the Earth.  Was that done for me?  Let me put it this way, If I were God I would be last knucklehead allowed in eternity.  Perhaps He sees something to which I have been made blind.

Yes, this is for me, but not in the way you think.  I get the opportunity to make sound choices and be guided by His Spirit in a quest to become like Him.  That is the American Dream, but not only nationalistic it is the desire of all men to resemble their maker.  Unfortunately, what we are seeing in the degradation of this world is that we don’t all have the same maker and some are just learning, practicing and achieving resemblance to the father of lies.  Every situation is limiting the position of “fence-sitter”.  All arguments have become perfectly polar.  There after all are only two sides.  So those cabinets, cubbies, lockers and secret passages I maintain control of in my own life, failing to sacrifice or relinquish to Christ are my aids, abedments, services and likages to the enemy.  Yes, this is about me and How closely at the end of this life will my work here resemble His work here.  Lord, I wanna be like you in every way.  Thank you for loving me so I accept the opportunity and wish that you will help me to make the most of it.  In Jesus’s Name.

Test these words to see if they be sound, I want no error in my truth be found.  We are all Biblical characters, we are just in the part that has not been yet written.  Why is that do you think, that the Lord left off when the story got to Jesus?  Because my friends that is all that we needed know in order to complete this journey.  For it is the creation, nurturing and maturation of our faith that we have been left here with the Holy Spirit as guide, so that we might take time to become like Him.  My story does not matter except as it exalts Him, encourages you or gives hope to those who are fence sitting.

No matter the era, the circumstance, the episode or environment, those who consulted or prayed for God’s directions before acting always ended up better off then them who didn’t.  Additionally, those who listened to God’s direction prospered and those who didn’t either wandered or met with chastisement to encourage their return to God’s Will.  For that is the purpose of the Bible to acquaint us with God so that we might Love Him, trust Him and surrender the stories that we would write in exchange for the greater tale of His Merciful Kingdom.  Turning to Him for direction before action demonstrates a level of surrender synonymous with belief, trust and love.

I used to cherish the concept of the self-made man, until I met many of them and found them to be miserable.  I used to envy men who live alone with all their toys, time and treasure until I saw the truth of wealth in the man with a quiver full of children.  Conquest was king when it came to male exceptionalism, until I met a man with character who love the poor, protected the innocent and forgave the wicked.  My stories were always pipe dreams built upon childish understanding of prosperity and hope.  Jesus showed me the truth and now I no longer shoot so low as to wish to write my own script.  I would rather leave it and trust it to God, for He knows my fulfillment better than I ever will.  It will be nice to see how it turns out, I am certain it will be victorious.  In Jesus’s Name I pray.

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When weights are uneven, transgressing the point of balance and gravity centered, the eventualities are overindulgence, struggle to capture inertia or reflex-compensation .  When rules, cultural norms or historical moralities cannot be sufficiently explained or appear at odds with the will of youthful appetites, they are sacrificed at the altar of collective indulgence.  When gods fail to materialize or become wooden in their capacity to overcome the weather, fates or fortunes, they are heaped and readied for the furnace.  When a people fail to effectively honor the Sovereign God, replacing their precious time with Him with other dalliance, the relationship becomes distant, impersonal, tenuous.  No system can remain in this imbalanced state in perpetuity for the event horizon approaches.

The youth are lost, lost to the noble historical expense of their ancestors.  Science presents itself with precision, sterile accuracy and unbound exploratory definition.  It is what I want it to be and when it displeases I erase it or blend it with another more pleasing reality.  For perception dictates belief and faith requires investment, what is real is what I feel.  If you do not know God, perhaps I can introduce you.  If you do not wish to know God, perhaps I can convince you.  If you have no need for God the only hope resides in my own heart of prayer that somehow gravity provide opportunity for re-calibration.  I do know that with a vacuum comes the inevitable urge to refill unoccupied space.  What will fill the space of our current failing religiosity?

Do you now see the precision of God’s eternal planning?  Forces are at play that may not be avoided or interrupted.  They will fall as they always do to the point of least resistance.  Our governing circumstance will be a lack or requirement for God’s Hand upon our desires.  We wish to serve ourselves and that is exactly what shall come to pass.  Inevitably we will accept the ebb and flow of natural influences maybe understanding the price of our conceit.  For the overwhelming crash that orderly follows overindulgence is ruthless in its capacity to destroy.  We will be given a new religion, conforming to our lustful hearts and in its willful darkness we will yearn for a flicker, a spark or flame to remind us we once stood in the light.

Truth and untruth, right and wrong, judgment and grace, isn’t that where we got into trouble in the first place?  Knowing my place with the Kingdom has been the greatest wisdom the Lord has given.  It is by grace I have been saved that wretched man that I was, it is by the Holy Spirit’s indwelling sanctification that I have become a new creature and is through God’s will, power, authority, provision and gifting that I fulfilled Kingdom requirements.  Unlike the enemy, the Lord rebuke him if He so chooses, I do not want to be in charge.  Not just of other people’s lives, but my own, for each time I have been given the opportunity to steer the boat, it’s straight into the rocks we go.

I have found peace and comfort in my position as servant.  If you need prayer, I will pray for you, knowing and trusting fully that God knows what is best for you.  If you need love I will welcome you with a Brotherly hug and wait until your danger passes.  If you need bread, my kitchen is yours, take that which you need and please take a little extra to give to someone you meet.  If you need wisdom I will sit and share with you the Word of God from which He gives amply to all who ask.  If you need a helping hand or a willing back, I will never avoid your call.  If you need a fellow soldier, I have donned the full armor of God so that we might stand in victory, courage and faith expecting our deliverance.  If you need salvation, I will bring you to the foot of that mighty Cross of Christ where you too might be redeemed by the only one who can, Jesus Christ the King.

None of this requires my definition, my grace, my authority or imputes one smidgen of glory to my columned diary.  He knew me in my Mother’s womb, He gave me the gifts, the money and the smarts I presently use to survive and when I was beyond redemption He gave His own life so that I might live.  You deserve my Love because He loves both of us.  Answer to Him for the accounting of your life, I will help guide you and expect from you the same as we walk this skinny path together.  in Christ’s Holy name I pray.

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Effort, struggle, determination, trying so hard that I am crying yet decay, filth, mildewed rags, filling God’s nostrils, these are the product of my very best.  Man, I can’t even brag because the stuff I have done really has been meager.  I’ve got no proud mansion, no quiver filled with sons and daughters with whom I might project my impact into the future, I’ve got few friends, no measurable treasure and a reasonably steady work.  No accolades,  notoriety, no fame, grand talent or history.  Truthfully, on my own behalf I probably have more failure on which to speak than successes.  Considering this unimpressive resume, how could I possibly consider myself fulfilled or complete?

In one moment filled with His Spirit anointed by the oil of His authority I surpass a lifetime of worldly achievement.  I have loved greatly, especially those who knew no love or deserved contempt.  I have fed the starving, clothed the naked and edified the downtrodden, with the magnified provision of the Lord.  I have loved God with all my heart and all my strength, each time renewed, refreshed, refashioned for the next mission.  To His Glory, he deserved the surrender of my life that would have amounted to very little had it not been for His purpose, His Gift, His intention.

My treasures are in heaven.  They are the people I have made disciples, the people I have spent the time to acquaint with Christ and the people for whom I showed love when otherwise they would have never known its blessing.  What I have done for the Lord remains.  All I know is that when I find myself trying to impress someone with my worldly resume I begin to feel sickly for that man is gone and I really don’t care how much the world approves.  I live for Christ, in Christ and through Christ, the best part of this life and the next.  In Jesus’s name I pray to you Father thanking you for all that I have been graciously given.

Don’t really care to know the day and the hour.  This world already possesses enough shiny objects to capture what is left of my attention.  I don’t need to feed the engines of conspiracy, sycophantic siphoning of my focus upon Christ.  I do love you so, but I cannot complete the tasks of God while fully engaged regarding our loss or wealth in this world. When my work is done I will be gone until then that is the reason I remain in this plane. What I have or don’t have here is governed fully by the Will of God, I ought not have an inkling regardless.

That considered, what next?  The Lord said, my sheep know my voice and another they will not follow.  It’s pretty clear.  If we belong to Him then we know when He is talking and we listen.  We also know those voices that are foreign, impostor or false and we clearly know that we shall not follow their direction.  So, if I follow flesh, the enemy, my neighbor and the voices of improper doctrine, then I know clearly it has been by choice.  My own choice, with none to blame but myself.  Additionally, the most difficult part to disciplined service is immediate and complete response to Sovereign dictate.  If I know what He wants me to do, which I do because I know His voice and to which direction I am being compelled, then to do nothing is contempt for Christ.  My love is found in my obedience.

If He has given me extra funds then there is something for which they should be expended that is Kingdom conscious.  If there is too little funds then there is work and faith that need be expended to produce the crops of His harvest until the ministry is fulfilled.  If I am set from a position, relationship, ownership or service then there is another door either readily waiting or one which shall be opened in due time for my entry.  If He has yet to give me a family then I am too be educated through the aspiration and desire of a man given to serving God entirely.  If I have been given a family that continues to sharpen my manhood, then I must commit myself fully to this perfect service.

Although, I am not fully emptied of self, I am finding that to remain such is similar to a comatose patient on life support.  I have so little energy when I am in the flesh that I never seem to get my sin programs off the ground.  You see the Lord is right, that which I have fed has gotten stronger and that which I have starved is slowly dying.  The end of this perfect program He has me on will result in my being like Jesus.  I can help it through obedience and surrender.  I hamper it when I try to inject my own energy, thought, time, reasoning, logic or righteousness.  If I ever could have done it He would have never had to come in the first place.

Will you honestly say, like Isaiah, “Here I am Lord send me”?  Do you know what that means to be ready to do whatever it is the Lord is asking of you?  Being honest requires that you understand the position of your heart when you say something like, “that depends on where he is sending me”.  His Will, His destination, His promise, His responsibility to deliver, His servant, My wish, My command.