Efforts and outcomes are not specifically designed to benefit oneself. To what end or in what name have we come to achieve them? For King or continent resolved became to deliver those things which benefit the common good or all. How freeing and absent regret the ideas of service present themselves.

There is no sweeter nor more respected position then a man standing for friend and family. What then of those who give themselves to feed the unnamed or unknown? How then are men judged for protecting the feeble, hateful and indigent? Love is never consistent when offered simply to those of good regard or payment ability.

To sing, write, dance or fight for the mouths of the unfed eschewing one penny of self-edification is the greatest self-edification available. Helping the community to deal with crime, deterioration of assets and raising children, in safe measure, are some of the least rewarded yet most needed efforts in township. Why aren’t mayors picking up trash to set example? Why aren’t politicians leading school, street and life rebuilding projects to demonstrate the volunteerism that made America clean and safe?

These are not the days of self-fulfillment but the moments where the glues that bind society must be applied with caution and intent. I get it we all want to be king of everything. I understand that you are being callous because you have relegated yourself to self-gratification in the shadow of threats upon all people. I get it that in self-defense you have stated, “I got mine and yours just don’t matter”. This is the path to rapid and certain destruction and erosion of anything that found your nation safe and good.

If it is reconditioning or re-education that your remand, then start with the ideals of the Good of the Nation or the Common Good especially in common law? We have learned the wrong things in life and those who wish to repair this deficiency must not be labeled the bad guys or miscreants when in fact they are the answer to the ills that befall all of US. If you refuse to serve yourself, you will most often find that the good that you’ve done for all in fact benefits you in time. Teach the Sovereignty and the Grace of God Almighty as His Love is offered as all love is issued with Choice. Not the misuse of the eradication of the unborn which is a fallacy of mega proportion but the understanding that Freedom always begins with a choice. Among which Love is the greatest gift given that demands an acceptance or refusal by the party offered.

Disaster’s trigger. Regret with no cause or consideration of repentance or remorse. Standing upon the foundation of my pride. Allied with my own unwilling, immeasurable heart and certainty. Calculating in my head the prisons, pedestrians and prayers essential in eradication of resistance. Wanton in perpetuity. Never content in the moment or everlasting. Disregarding the Edicts of God’s Controls upon Creation.

Evidence: Compliance with command and Word first learned. Peace especially when anger and hate seek response. Love as a superior tool in communication, relationship and healing. Believing that my ideas are somehow paramount having been manufactured by the supreme race of me. Health, wealth and contentment as a direct result of good relationship and listening to God’s Direction. Seeking anything first by consultation and listening in the Throne Room of Almighty. Daily, confessing, discussing, apologizing for and redirecting efforts to not repeating the mistakes of today when tomorrow arrives. Forgiving everyone ALWAYS.

What fruit is born should be of superior shape, smell, taste and texture. Outcomes should be ignored, only anticipating or reporting upon those of God’s Own Proclamation. Spirit should be respected, inquired, appreciated and followed as I step aside to allow superior force, love and thinking to handle the impossible. The enemy should not be feared but remain an indication of insufficiently protected avenues of approach or self-pursued lusts that may lead to sin and death. Expectations are irrelevant except as an indication of continued reliance or participation in the flesh by a being who should not be deceived into such relation. Judgment of others remains clear notice that forgiveness will be the next sacrifice of my own perspective. Love is love not thinking, planning or good advice.

Mistakes are learning after the opportunity to prevail has passed. Endurance is the name of this game. today is the day where yesterday no longer matters and tomorrow is unsettled logic. When is determined by Him, how is clearly explained, what shall become is yet to be seen and why is because He loved us before we were made. Mysteries are not for worship but epiphany in planting further footfalls. The only part that matters is the part where you come together in likeminded Spirit to achieve the miraculous through prayer, Love and the courage to stand throughout challenge. None of my opinion impacts this journey except where I make my wishes known to the God I love and Trust that He may temper my heart and mind.

Father God, this painful heart cries out to you for restoration and joy. Lord, I do not shy from testing, nor would I relinquish one moment of the sanctification found in this crucible of life. Though Lord this world threatens, cajoles and simply put hurts as it seeks to leave me in misery, defeated. My life is victory in promise, yes, the rose of understanding, the fragrance of the fight finished. My God, oh my loving Lord, the pain shapes and equips, making me ready for the next opportunity to seek your Glory. Let me gain from each stretching of my heart strings in passions challenged and debt’s released. May I befriend mercy and grace at each breath’s leaving.

I heard Jesus cry for the sheep and I knew Him my God as He could not bear the wounds before Him. These disobedient seek the weakest among us to batter and better, through quest for Dominion. Lord they hate the little ones, those with many years and the frail among us, to the point of wanting their lives. Lord, is this heart made to sustain the pain I have watched those around me receive? Will it give out at the next mention of child’s torturous moments? When will I find rest, when will these eyes be freed of damage to the innocent? When oh, my Loving Father will I be able to put down this hand to keep from breaking? I want no rest when others cannot find safety as I stand ready.

Lord, I love you and it hurts to love them and receive threat, challenge and curse in exchange. The suffering reminds me of my kinship. These things I must embrace as they mean the trials of this world are remaking me in Your image. That knowledge equips me to resist any attempted surrender. There is no place for me here but in your guidance, no home for me but carrying you within my heart, no family among men but to be serving with my brethren. No place that I would hide as to do so misses the opportunity to stand in Good Courage declaring your Word of Wonder. You are my supply, my sustenance and hope. You are my strength and song, the words that give life to my eternity.

In days when the mighty stand in voice, having made the call to Stand our Choice. Not by hand or arm we’re joined but by Trust in God our Motto Coined. These days ahead may be gray and stark, but our Mighty God brings light to dark. So whisper not in victory sound, that our feet are planted on solid ground. None shall move nor faith be rocked, and the Lord our God shall not be mocked. In silence sit the fallen foes with weeping, gnashing and prophetic woes. To lake and fire their end is certain, having paid no attention to the shredded curtain. No veil, no distance, no one between, no dominion, ghost or heavenly Queen. Shall challenge us in God’s own palm, no storm or seas shall disturb our calm. For we stand with Him forevermore The Loving God whom we adore.

Visions in the middle of blindness, revealing the topography outside the walls. Within the chrysalis of understanding, appealing to the greater good for freedom from the dark. Do you wish for more time or less confusion? In my quest to reach the light I have found the shadows beyond dimension. Where the wings of God protect those who know His Secret Place.

Facing Fear, as his beard is pulled out by sodden hand. Angered but forgiving for the lack of wisdom is a beginning. The only shard of pottery yet cast, remembered by Mind outside the ages. Intellect and deceit to make it captive. Trusting in the morays and breadth of hope beyond the glass of temporary belief. Silence is direct and words the complication. Having surrendered simplicity in dominance of those who ponder deeply.

What foray do your soldiers venture lightly? Taking march before words assembly given? Infrequent reference to pages beyond each ending we speak of things approaching unknowable therefore unexpected. As t approaches the slope becomes infinite, timeless and full of seed in pregnant moments. What song does my heart seek notes to render.? What day has mind selected to achieve that beyond our efforts, talent and treasure? What measure secures man fondness and prayer for safe passage?

They cannot give way to ambitions unkind. Befriended by the greed of hearts in exponential expectation. Family to those who share history’s mark of service to singularity of self and pleasure. Whispering giants pause. Seeing the evidence of man fully kindled by spirit. Quench not the ravishing dawn and fires of stars fallen asunder. Finished in praise and efforts missed by those who thought themselves beyond Sovereign Measure. The paint of hue and depth imperceivable by post or parchment. Upon the streams of glory’s passing are those things worth memory revealed in perpetuity.

Singled out, cast and sold as the wares of wandering minstrel. What glee be found in darkened hopeful indifference. Dreamt of incandescence finding only tepidity and luke warmth on fences unpainted. Palpable depths of blues, green and grey conceal the bulk of heaven’s mindful sharing. In kinship happiness defeated and joy finds purchase beyond the grip of time’s swollen grasp and hunger. The fetid fortunes of the few shall go grey as ember is blown adrift in the waves left by time’s passage into Gehenna.

Don’t fall for love when you can stand and defend it. Rational choices make for better relationships. Emotions though crucial are somewhat inhibiting to the real-world impacts of the heart. Love offered by choice is the only Real Love. For we must all choose to love the real person with whom we may have fallen “in Love”. They, as all humans, do and say things that are offensive and must be forgiven, overlooked or Loved by that same Choice. Maturity and rational thinking, “Wisdom” dictates that we must then examine the Love as a Choice even or especially when we were first enamored or captured by sight.

I met the right one and failed to exhibit the commensurate rational evidence of the inherent preciousness of that moment. Preferring or simply being incapable at the time of recognition sufficient to the importance in the moment. Certainly, we must admit that life comes at us quickly. Therefore, decisions made in the instant may in fact be insufficient in consideration when compared to the importance of life’s objectives or outcomes. Additionally, since the heart is only known by God it is imperative to gain wisdom and discernment to its intentions, desires and propensity to rash determination. Yes, being a teenager is especially difficult as we have yet to comprehend, in most cases the import of our decisions. It is the greatest challenge to defer from one’s own understanding, intentions or emotion to make way for the insight of Greater wisdom.

What then is the recovery from mistakes of this specific gravity or import? Well, we must fully grasp the importance of the walk, either made with God’s intervention or upon our own pursuit. God knew everything I am going to do, need, say or want when I made each decision. Therefore, logic dictates that when walking with Him, inquiring of His input perhaps would lead to making the correct decisions the first time and avoiding any grievous impacts or deprivations of those important plateaus in our lifetime pursuits. In fact dependence of this nature assures through faith that we know the right thing for us will happen at the right time and measure at some appointed juncture in this life. If it doesn’t require the mature admission that God’s Grace is sufficient in all things, including in the abrogation of our choices.

Admittedly, each of us having walked according to God’s Perfect Will are in the best possible place compared to all possibilities. My path is certain my feet planted firmly on the rock which shall not be moved. I am not saddened for that which I did not choose or do not have but rather overjoyed for the things relationships and gifts set before me as the product of having walked in consistence with God. Joy is free, happiness is only assured by self-reliance to defend its modification or absence. Happiness much as with Emotional Love are fickle and change with the content of time’s movement. Love is eternal and seeks not payment for its presence, rather it is the rational choice as the most powerful gift in eternity. The Love of God the perfect example of its surrender, service and perpetuity regardless of receipt.

Hearts aflame candescent. Bestowed with tongues of fire, shaken by the present Lord. In fetal ignorance I wandered wild, petulant, thinking myself Free. Self-captured in pride and sands of foundation impure. Beset by the mortal influences of time, pain and expectation. I lost access to fury beyond my own wakeful understanding. In this time I dwelt bereft of aspiration to stellar existence.

Which are my options? Those televised in my own conditioned response of temporal catalyst. Broken, shattered, torn, ripped from the pages of my own scripting. My belligerence, made known to the universe which laughed. My troubled fixation quickened by the flames of wisdom and arrival. Perched not in prowess or presentation, made ready for the Hand of God’s Works in revelation of each dawn. Where then are footfalls aptly placed, when climbing mountains yet viewed or pathways yet wrought?

In Glory I repel the walls of descent to final prudence. The valley repaired, rivers flowing to the seas yet ventured. I plant, walk, seeking rest for verdant seed of God’s eternal planting. The weight and gravity of physical limits removed, compelling me skyward toward justice and peace. Bound by vision beyond Earth, sky and mooring to islands in perpetual dimensions of frequency, light and mass. What then may harass a man of such independence in view and metaphysics? Well those things which beset all creatures of Creation, thinking ourselves adequate to a story written by the Fingers of Sovereign.

When God called me, I chose to run from that recognition of this contact. His continued pursuits though recognized brought flight and greater self-deception aided by God’s enemies who want to help me be blind. It was the pain of this life that ended that attempted escape and brought my flight to resolution in surrender. I know that most do not wish to read, like, follow or share these thoughts. For to do so would acknowledge your own flight from God or perhaps elucidate your seared conscience or recognition of the Holy Spirit’s call. Maybe He has given up and included you with those who’ve chosen against Him. Does this in any way upset or arouse your sensibilities?

I run toward God now not away. That is what a man does when someone has saved his life and shown himself utterly trustworthy in perpetuity. God has demonstrated to me as He has promised to all that He is faithful and true to complete that work He first began in the man He saved. This man. I have been transformed over decades of experiences and chastening by God’s messengers and Spirit to rise above my previous limitations and self-direction. Now I look to the impossible as entirely doable not through self but by the presence of the King within who gave me privilege, power and protection to operate on a Spiritual Field of Battle. Have I repeated that this is not of my own doing but rather resolution to the fact of God’s Works within my mind, heart, Body, Spirit and Soul.

We are now faced with a world beyond most human control, but not one that is outside the Christian Scope. For we have studied and made ourselves approved that we have relationship with God, We Know Him and demonstrate that as we do our love by obeying His commands. However, it must be said it takes dependence, Faith and an understanding of His Word to see those events which challenge each of us. This world has arrived at the times when God said we should expect His return. That return and the recognition of the season means that the enemies of God will soon expect their brief and dangerous rise to power. God knows all this will happen and we too begin furnished the Word, the Mind of Christ and the privilege of prayer know too that we shall face the worst times known to the world of man and prevail. Not of our own authority but through His residing in the Person fo the Comforter, God’s Holy Spirit within our hearts.

Now is the time of resolution to those challenges and preparedness for those things which we certainly know must swiftly come to pass for God to return. This is a time of reeadiness and groundwork for the coming Kingdom. It is not a time of talk or reason and pondering though they may occur but rather a Time of Our Book of Acts as the Church of God in Ambassadorship to the World and resistance/restraint of His defeated enemy. At some point the enemy shall be given authority to make war against the saints and prevail for a time. Considering that awful truth we as the Body must then rightly expect that since the enemy shall prevail that many Christians will be persecuted by those enemies for their inclusion in the Faithful. What then may we do to prepare for these challenges if we know that we may not prevail against them. The objective of these challenges is the pregnant opportunity to bear fruit commensurate with Spirit and that which shall bring Glory to the Name of God.

What then is that Resolution to things over which we now have power and authority and some or all of us shall somehow lose and be overcome? Will there be a different outcome based upon that preparation and faith? Will those who are unprepared or missing some mysterious seal fall directly into those moments of persecution which they may have indeed avoided? That is one of the most impactful questions of our day. If there is rapture those who are prepared obviously as the maidens in the Bible had sufficient oil in their lamps to be ready for the Master’s return for the Church. Unfortunately that also demands that half of them were not ready having insufficient oil to navigate the night of the Lord’s Return. This demands or suggests that Christians must know that answer to be ready for the Master and consequently avoid or escape the persecution of the enemy in that period of authority over the Saints. Do you know this answer and if you did would you make resolution to take the necessary steps to bring these advantageous protective measures about?

The Oil is the Seal of the Holy Spirit and the filling of His characteristics and Power in each Christian Born again Heart. Ephesians 1, the very first chapter tells this entire Truth. If you wish to know you will study and do whatever God’s Word, Spirit and Whisper tells you to do to get that filling. If you should need help please ask.

In the middle of my wanderings did i forget about the Lord? I sat upon the shield of faith and saw no cause to pull His Sword.

Neglected all His Promises and promised to myself. I would always find dependence in my talent, luck and wealth.

Praise God for His Power and His Mercy, Praise God rejoice in the Risen King. Praise God who invited us to Glory, Praise God let all His people sing.

In the midst of my dilemma in foolishness and pride. I failed to recognize Him standing steadfast by my side.

Cunning in my calculus and certain in my doubt. Pursuing my own happiness, I forgot what joy was all about.

Praise God for giving us His Spirit, Praise God His Arms were open wide. Praise God for the Gospel and its wisdom, Praise God for freeing us from pride.

In the person of Lord Jesus I find the shelter from the rain. He freely gives me wisdom to withstand this life of pain.

Praise God for the moment and forever, Praise God for the Love He showed to All. Praise God to spend eternity together Praise God for giving us the call.

He gave me grace and mercy when I followed or forgot. He stood beside His Covenant whether I was cold, warm or hot.

He looked out for my heart and mind from heaven far above. He sent me swift reminders of His undying Love.

Praise God for His Power and His Mercy, Praise God rejoice in the Risen King. Praise God who invited us to Glory, Praise God let all His people sing

No other god’s before me in for I am the ONLY One. Remember me in Sovereignty for you are my adopted Son.

The time is soon upon US His Kingdom is at hand. Time for the world and heaven to be shaken as He planned.

AS night intrudes, pushing day past the boundaries of heaven we are left to reminisce on the colors woven in the heavens. Another day escapes this veracious bully with appetites for shadow, sinister repose and the recesses of sinful pursuit. In the wee frozen moments passed midnight the beasts of darkness seek pray, purchase and passion before wakened by the morn. The doe see doe of dawn rekindles the hunt for righteousness and the healing hand of warmth and light upon the hearts of men.

Left to the dark in reflection and prayerful recounting we no longer accept the offered fear and panic raiment to silence the joyful songs of passion. Though the dark each day forgotten the light shines forth within each heart, mind, soul and strength. Untarnished, unrestrained, spirit alive in disregard of night. Free to be warmed and fed dreaming of the morrow, where light once again illuminates in wisdom all those who anticipate the Truth.

The turning away to call itself pure wisdom is to ignore that water is wet and fire hot. The potency in deception found in dismissal of those things which may never be dismissed in open regard of verity. To have joy one may not find it through consummation of splendor or destruction of hope and courage, but in the reward of these simple august pleasures. To measure life in worth and understanding rather then gold or castle’s kept. What makes of men the thing which surpasses our forgetting. To make marks beyond the simple divinations of import or power’s place in aggression or conquer. But to the finer moments of fragility and faith found in men who tender their belief investing in those things defined in everlasting.

What then is the joy of nights sweet splendor, coming to quench the day’s work, toil and sweat? To delight in sweet reflection on the earnings, will and expense of this day lived for Life hereafter or for the claws of dirt’s turning. The eagle swept the river searching for that talon full and this delight was etched upon each mind and eye beholding. Not for caution or doubt found in darkness, nor for sadness of memories lost by the coming of silken nightshades but the power of a day lived worth remembering, in hope of tomorrow’s offer.

How Sweet the night when one loves not the darkness, but resides in the reflecting pond of gifts rendered by Light and Life.