For me, I think, he did this for me. And in those frantic moments when chill has taken hold of my spine or have lost my gumption, I am somehow, well, healed. Watching things raise to the level of catastrophic around me, yet the children still laugh with simplicity at balloons, friends and mysteries to be held in secret by friends. It is hard, isn’t it, how then are we free to laugh, love, contemplate the normalcy of the world around us?  Because it is still joy my friend, to see a child grow the way they were meant to live. It is still a grand thing to listen to the wisdom of those who came before us as they carefully recall the stories and reasons that demonstrate that sense and common sense at that still exist.

Lost in the lonely thoughts of a man in prayer for those who think themselves fallen but have deceived into believing that there remains only one option. Forgiveness is much greater than contempt or desertion of the principles to which you’ve dedicated a lifetime.  It is that time. The time for you to hold on with both hands to every memory, every ounce of sweat, every thought of satisfaction in triumphant predilection. Chaos is not a destination it is a storm of particular rapacious events that must be ridden to be esteemed. It is a cascading tumult of chemical or lawful interactions that appear likely destined for calamitous end, yet there is always possibility.

These days are not meant for my uncomplicated reasoning. These are the moments for much more complex men than this one I’ve become. At home simply walking primitive road, caught in a myriad of geometric shapes, practical tools and the gladness brought to shoulder by a noon day sun. This array, this time, these well contemplated strategies are for greater minds. My own limited to reason, rhyme, season and station that reflect a perspective believing in the likelihood of miracles and well springs of Spiritual Awakening. They want answers and it is not enough to simply bid them “be” and if that is not yet hardy enough for understanding then stop “trying” to be something else. One sip of authenticity makes peace a hearty brew but not for those who enjoy displacement, corruption or random occurrence.

Is it okay for everything to be okay? Is it alright to be alright? You look at me as if there is something wrong with my capacity for comprehension, as if to be akin to the world I must somehow feel out of place, disjointed or a bit to the right of dysfunctional. That’s okay, it is okay to be upset, but feeding it never builds only decay’s, destroys and siphons the probability of the natural occurrence of joy and humor. I guess I did not get the memo that said I have to remain with a scowl across my visage or somehow fall from acceptable facial configuration regulations. I am happy.  I love you.  God is with us, helping, providing, edifying and rewarding our efforts and obedience. We are part of something yet so cautiously defined that few would take this moment to jump for great joy at our coming reunification with the King. Sorry for me, that is exactly what I plan to do, for it is in this moment that I have realized my good graces and although the day remains beyond this one, not seen until that dawn, it is still as clear as ever in my determination and faithful understanding. Why must I wait to celebrate that which I know will shortly come.

I love the idea of His Appearing. I love that He provided you escape. I love now that He loves you so much He cannot even wait to chat with you this evening. I am sorry that this world has not gone the way that we would have preferred. It does seem that we should have been able to work it out in some manner. The dawn of a new era is nearly upon us a time when we shall rule and reign with the rightful King. I do not know the joy or the travails that shall befall us in the interim, but I do know that the work we do is for the greatest good of God and man.  I pray that you find joy in the midst of whatever comes our way for it is the greatest thing we could ever do is look to the joy of our eternal future and allow that joy to color our present circumstance. In Jesus’ Name.

Lord Jesus, was the Word that you were teaching that difficult to comprehend? I read it and it makes sense, even in the parts that require some contemplation to understand spiritual application or parable. But through what lens am I determining this measure of simplicity? I understand that people hear some difficult parables and do not comprehend at first, I get it that sometimes concept as the cleansing blood, and without the shedding of blood there can be no remission of sin.  I get it that there are some issues surrounding Israel or the characters of the Bible as symbolic reference to the plan for salvation, but I am stilled perplexed the laxity with which people attend to the Bible’s importance.

For example, when we are youths we will spend thousands of hours, listening to music, conducting sporting event and exercise going to class for hundreds of hours to master the basic principles required to become socially successful.  However, the Book that promises the opportunity and discusses/explains the path to eternal life and the forgiveness of our shame, guilt and sin is given a small proportion of our time and attention at understanding. In fact, those who go to college will spend hundreds of hours going over the philosophies of man, the Greeks, Persians, Egyptians, Romans, Chinese and Indians, yet spend mere minutes upon the Words ascribed to the Creator of all those civilizations and the original of all original thought.  It frankly makes no sense.  I get the same feeling when I look at the impossible statistics regarding western universities being 97% liberal.  These are manufactured results, accomplished by infiltration and strict attention to creating this circumstance.

Now we must see the enemies planning and thus a consistent and logical step in its reversal. If we have achieved our current predicament and lack of Biblical understanding through the apparent attempts of nefarious actors to keep us away from a relationship with the Creator via a thorough study and comprehension of the Word He has given us then, by nature and reason, a thorough study and understanding of those texts would in fact remedy the anomaly.

Oh, wait you are making too much sense.  What if I don’t want to do that work and want to continue to state that things like being cleansed by the Blood of the Perfect Lamb of all unrighteousness or perhaps that His Body and Blood were given that whosoever partakes of them shall find salvation and everlasting life?  You see if I continue to claim these ideas are too complex, too radical, too representative in their meaning for me to possibly understand that is ample excuse for not doing so.

First, Romans 1 states that none of us have excuse since all were given the Truth of God by the Creator, so there goes that escape.  And second, if everything were working for us in society, no wars, famines, economic troubles, poor, dying, impoverished or tyrants, then I would say continue upon the same path on which we currently reside.  But, it isn’t working.  Liberalism is not increasing the freedoms associated with our thinking and our right but limiting them.

Therefore, by reason of simple logic we must be ready to pursue those things we have previously found excuse to escape.  It is time for those who call themselves by His Name to know His Word and to take the time and the honored pleasure of teaching it to our families, friends and foreigners who are within our sphere. To do otherwise is foolish and disobedient.

The greatest wisdom available is within the Word of God.  Prove me wrong. Show me the error of my thinking and correct my statements.  Oh, you see me a bit too clever for you cannot refute my arguments for faith without first understanding faith.  You cannot diminish the Bible by understanding the Koran or any other religious text. You cannot argue against the existence of God utilizing any philosophy or science for they are both within its text and you will find yourself confronted with logical argument for your conversion and retreat from the field of discussion.  So go ahead, prove me wrong. I can take it, can you.  Show me the error of my ways, In fact, I challenge all of America to prove me wrong, pick up the Word and show me the error in my thinking and my faith.  Oh, the excuse is becoming evident the plan of the enemy is revealed.  Keep them from the Book at all cost for within its Word they shall find relationship with the King and find everlasting Life.  How can I be other than Bold with such an armament of discussion available to the asking?

Choose, for that is your gift from God the free will right to choose.  But you must know the stakes and the implications of such choice.  To know these you must know and study the Bible and have a chat with Almighty God in the privacy of your own thinking and discussion.  I welcome that opportunity for your private choice and welcome the opportunity to be proven wrong, or perhaps be thanked for being right.  I am comfortable with either, are You?  In Jesus’ Name.

What is the nature of a man that when heat or searing pressure is applied, he begins to see his componentry? Why do we shine or fall through trial, battle and defense? What is this man that he rises to the challenges when forced beyond personal measure or capacity and demonstrates the qualities resembling God. For are we not only capable of the impossible when forced to demonstrate its majesty?

Why does God have to provoke us to war, confrontation or near loss of life or society before we will hear his earnest call to operate in a certain moral capacity? Why must we be forced into acting right, not having the concerned ideal surrounding obedience built into the machinery of our souls.  Why must we be forced by the hand of God to behave in a manner consistent with His calling upon our making?  What have we done that we consistently must provoke God’s anger that He lays down the gauntlet between us?  Am I not personally capable of behaving the way that God would have be behave? Must I forever force His Hand, holding me hostage in slavery to Pagan ritual or tyrants before I will sensibly acquiesce to His requirement?  What is the spring that has sprung, or the breaker which has tripped within my circuitry that I am incapable of surrendering to something that has been for betterment from the outset?  Am I foolish beyond measure?  Do I lack the capacity for discernment and understanding?

Why then when I have received sufficient pressure placed upon my physical being and my psyche do I suddenly and immediately come around to God’s way of thinking?  And when I approach that boiling or melting point or camel’s straw moment do I first feel compelled to ask God or inquire why He has brought me to the point to which I alone am responsible? Must everything difficult be a discipline of God’s hand or perhaps have I brought the difficulties upon my own body for my own betterment, because I knew all along that God was right and refused to give in? Is this not a new level of foolish previously undefined in dictionary?  I mean this certainly must  be a separate category of oddity that requires a unique asterisk in the world of human stupidity of frailty, Stating, “here is the man who always contends with God, just to see himself checked”.

And once a man has gone through this purgatory of his own making and understanding, is there some lesson learned that compels caution at next approach?  Of course not for the fool shall always remain the fool and continue in his folly until his back is permanently broken, or he is mightily and finally dispatched in a moment of behavior beyond ridiculous.  Enough, I do not wish to be this man that puts himself through trials with God for the sake of testing the limits of the relationship. It is enough to learn the signals and approaches of humility to God’s direction without having to suffer the painful shocks applied when consistent and repeated encroachment is embarked.

Being heated in the fires of the crucible is one thing for in those moments I walk hand in hand with the Lord through the refining fires of His intention and direction.  Bringing or sparking additional visits to the forge through my own arrogance and unwilling surrender is at end.  I will not contend with God. Certainly I am going to fall down and fail repeatedly as a man stuck in this carnality.  However, the repeated and undisciplined attempts to do that which I know will bring God’s reaction must end.

I am not so much like Adam as I am becoming more as Christ, for it is from Adam’s position that I venture to the resting place in God. As I begin to resemble the Lord I have found a willingness to do the work of the Father without force, cajoling or correction. Why would the Lord have to correct a Son who wants to bring Glory to His name. Certainly a Son of Good intent will make mistakes or take the incorrect step from time to time only to be kindly and forcefully corrected and set upon the proper path, but there is little discipline and more direction.

I love God and want what He wants for me. I do not wish to provoke Him but to serve and please Him in faithful action.  I am melting in this furnace with my nation as I see the people arguing with the Father who wants them to mind His correction, yet they refuse to hear, will not listen and presumably deny His existence as they pursue the paths of the own design and measure. Father, I see a time coming and the reason for it, where those hard of hearing from a loving God, must be persuaded to their continued and perpetual desire for ignorance.  God help us when that time comes for it require seeing our separation from you, a desperate spot for man or beast.

Lord Help us to follow your commands for our lives, understanding that they are gentle and safe regard for the best life possible. I pray for this nation Lord that even those who call themselves among the woken even now follow the path they know to be inconsistent with your call upon their lives.  May they be kindly corrected and not damaged or broken as I almost forced upon myself when not listening to your call. Forgive me Lord for not reaching them, I pray that your Spirit’s Call through my heart plants the seeds that may germinate in ample timing for restitution, correction and course recovery. Within the Hand of God I reside until the time when I may be standing behind you with the brethren waiting upon the things of God.  In Jesus’ Name.

Living in the public eye brings with it a clarity and a maturity that nothing may be hidden. Your lumps, warts, bumps and intemperance are there for all to see, inescapable.  Certainly, you may employ the tools of camouflage or even go to the extent of developing Thespian and makeup skills to “appear” as another man, but when pressed, tired, hungry or alone the truth is revealed.  I truly wish that I had no blemishes, faults or in temperance, but that is not the truth and serving the truth is not just a part time volition.  This is who I am, I love, cry, worry, rejoice, make funny faces and sometimes feel like karate chopping people who have not found sensibility or sensitivity to the other’s need. That is what makes a human human, yet we spend so much effort and time attempting to conceal the characteristics of normalcy.  Foolish errand.

Now my greatest struggle is that the Lord calls me to remain pure, holy, righteous and set apart as a Bride waiting for her Groom. That is when the rubber starts chirping as I take the quick turns and stops all in a quest to somehow remain upon a skinny path that is not meant for driving. I have to first learn to walk with the Lord before racing down the pathways of refinement.  That requires time spent with Him that I might be transformed. It is not a thing of self, sanctification is of the Holy Spirit and requires my surrender but the work is done through His power, in His timing.  Now resisting sin is my job, for that is what qualifies as overcoming. He has given me the power over this flesh, I have been set free, but I still have this carnal body calling me, egging me on in a quest for human cravings.  That as well may be hidden from the public’s eye through Thespian adaptation, but God knows the heart and mine is not yet Pure.

I do not seek to hide from people’s view or opinion.  To some extent I think this frightens folks, makes them critique me and laugh out loud at my misgivings and humanity, but the greatest thing it provides is the curiosity.  They are curious about authenticity and so many start out in disbelief that a man could be so unafraid of his humanity and so humbled by grace that he could live in such a transparent environment for all to see. There is no other way to lead folks to the Cross in my opinion.  They must see a courage, yes a courage to stand against the circumstances, odds and public inspection with a steady willingness and faith that God will make the changes when it is in deed time to make them.  I don’t hide it, doesn’t mean I don’t feel funny that you see it.

We are rapidly approaching a time when the Lord will be collecting His own.  In my heart of hearts, I know that He loves you so much that He cannot wait for you to accept His offer of Eternal Life with Him. If the open review of my humanity, weakness, worship, Love and Strength in any way provides the inspiration to come to Christ or the motivation to fight the fight until the end, then please consider my life Open for inspection in my service to God and You.  Please understand that being human is a wonderfully frail and temporary position in this dimension and therefore precious beyond compare. I live this life to the fullest, hoping and praying that my actions somehow bring honor and glory to the King.  Thank you for loving me for being me.  In Jesus’ Name I pray the same comfort and surety for your life.

Complicated folks and jokes told as testimony to those things above my head. What can be said about their works and the perks, excepts some are equipped nicely while others feed the trolls? Is each soul of equal performance, the Sudanese, Bolivian, Mongul, Roma or weed smoking weirdo beneath the 10th Street Bridge. What gives them the strength to pass oblivious? How do I excuse myself when I am the one supposedly in charge? You mean they could actually have an alternate agenda to which none paid heed because we thought them our public servant? It is a strange feeling this waking up, it doesn’t tickle.

We see people leaving entire fortunes to pet cats, men trading in $100,000 cars to suit their whims of middle age and governments paying $12000 for a hammer.  With all this blessing we still have a great number of displaced American’s living in boxes, barns, beside dumpsters and desert dunes. Are they, as the innocent done away before birth, somehow less important, disposable by categorization of impact on our pleasure and luxury. It’s their fault, you say.  Why certain that is truth, but truth does not alleviate the tragedy of our disinterest.  What then could or should be done about the burgeoning, no exploding, homeless population problem in the United States?

What then of the few who are not responsible for their circumstance? Do they now qualify for assistance? What of the man who asked you for money that you didn’t give because you knew he was going to drink it, but he really was hungry and never drank?  The Lord clearly said that if someone asks for some help you give it to them, in fact it implies that you go beyond just giving them some and give them your jacket too. I am not a man’s judge, if he is going to drink that is between him and God, though some would say that we cannot contribute to his illness.  That is a reasonable point, however do we not first have to become their judge and jury to determine that they have a problem that is beyond the answer to our prayers, or God’s capacity to resolve?

What about the errant angel sent to test your heart?  How then would you deal with the drunk man asking for some food if you knew he were an angel?  Ah, you would treat him differently, doesn’t that indicate something out of alignment within your thinking or your heart? Isn’t this more about our hearts than theirs, or perhaps about both in the same lesson. God giving us the poor and disenfranchised and God giving the poor us to see if the twain shall meet. What power would it give us as a nation if we came up with artistic solution and turned these miscreants without home into productive Americans or workers for the cause of Christ?

Look homelessness sucks, it is a drag on both parties those out in the environs and those who must accommodate them in their neighborhoods or provide for their needs in perpetuity.  There is a solution, though we collectively have never sat down and determined the best methods for resolutions, I believe because it is another political football utilized by the dysfunctional government to indicate that our system of government needs to be changed so that they may convince us of the need for a totalitarian replacement.  This concept is a thousand times more frightening then a burgeoning homeless population.  Let us get our hearts right and begin to have a chat about how to resolve this problem in a sound mind with love for all involved. The likelihood of it simply going away by itself are obvious and false.  Something must be done.  The question really is are our hearts and minds in the right place to take the time in prayer, conversation and action to resolve these problems that are being left because they want a global government to resolve them?

Seeing Love and being Loved are very different things, just as giving and receiving that is done without the strings. We all stand close together or fall upon our own, if our feet are planted upon that mighty Stone.

Wandering and wishing seldom bring the truth, wishing is like fishing with exuberance of youth. Faith is reasoned waiting based on the truth of God.  If you’re waiting on your wishes you have to think it odd.

I don’t expect to give you sufficient artifice, though your Holy testimony is really rather nice. Do you see the face of glory written in your walk? Do I believe the Story or simply want to talk?

The Lord came down from Glory to make right our offense, he paid the price for all man’s sin a gift that just makes no sense. The beginning of a story, greater the best, He paved a path to glory for all who repented and confessed.

God so loved humanity that He gave His only Son, to come and die upon the Cross to buy back everyone.  It truly is quite simple this gift that He offers every man, He requires that you believe in Him to be part of His Righteous Plan.

Now it really is true blessing to be humble in my skills, as there is little resistance when He tells me what He wills.  I don’t get lost in struggle against the Lord above, Enjoying His provision, His Protection and His Love.

If you’re looking for a simple life with happiness and peace, answer that call upon your heart and soon your struggles cease. Lord God has provided the way of our escape, Our creator and the Saviour not some hero in a cape.

It so tough to remember how bad my life had been, and even twice as hard to think of going back again. He pulled me from the fires, the prison and the chains, He made a new man of me by cleansing all my stains.

I pray for You to Hear Clearly, His Spirit’s Awesome Call. He holds the keys to sin and death and faces evil as they fall. Seeking eternal freedom to be clean from sin and strife, just cry out for repentance, forgiveness and eternal Life.

For the Lord sits there waiting in patience, peace and Calm. He wants to give you blessings and protect you in His palm. If you’re inclined to become refined within the goldsmith’s hand, call upon King Jesus, to see all that He has planned.

I sing High Atop the mountain, that you can hear me worship God and join me in my song.  I don’t care that you see me, only that He hears my loving heart for all that He has done.  It is not a thing of service although I’d give him everything because he gave His Son. So I sing with all that’s in me to praise God in His Glory, even when this life is done.

For the theorist or those accustomed to pursuance of the theoretical this piece on practical application will not include your secret sauce of ethereal idea. These days nothing seems to make sense except that which we can feel, taste, touch, smell and see. That is there is a new breed of American considerably closer in philosophy to Missourian than ever before.  They want to see the cold hard facts and by see they mean they want to know who paid for the study so they can determine the level of built in bias and they want to know the statistical factors used in its determination so that they can refute them if necessary.  Where then is faith among this breed of American who like their compadres from St Louis, require to be shown the evidence before believing? They are no different then Thomas lest we overlook the reaction of one Apostle having been with Jesus for three years, yet demanding to place his fingers in the scars or the wound upon his side, hands and feet before offering belief.

What we need is practical data so that we can make “real world” decisions about the important factors surrounding us each day. Granted, you certainly are not going to get the straight scoop from the News Platforms as they are clearly owned, managed and effectively utilized as a social engineering platform by foreign investors and our own intelligence apparatus.  Where then do you get facts?  How is it that you believe that there is a source from which to glean the glittering truth among the fossils and rubbish? Would you perhaps find some in history books, perhaps.  Let’s take a couple hours and do some research be careful to check the source, the narrative and the publisher to determine if it is in fact valid history.

What you say we can find some really practical information through the trade schools, universities and other night schools in the area.  Great idea let’s sign up and of course do our due diligence to see who funds the program, the university and what is the percentage of political affiliation against the norm or mean. Oh, they are funded by some program or foundation that is consistent with pushing communism around the world. Well wait what they’re saying has to have some value, some truth, some measure of meat through which to satiate the appetite for practicality? No, okay we’ll move on.

Grandma knows.  Yes, she does she remembers a time when we all worked together mostly by hand to produce the blessings of our day, but wait she always ends up talking about Jesus.  I mean, we love her and all but do we have to sit through a sermon each time we are just fishing for some plain old practical insight?  I don’t know, did you ever ask her?  Yes, she says that the source of all information it the Bible and that without that the truth will always be incomplete, half or partial.

Maybe we should to someone we can really trust YouTube. I mean on youtube you get the information straight from the folks, unadulterated by social engineering. Well, that would be nice if it in fact were true. You do know that the same family that owns Google owns YouTube and 23 And ME? Oh, it is by marriage, okay.  You do know that YouTube is run by Artificial intelligence that determines who is acceptable and who is unacceptable information for you to view, right? No, did you know that they suppress those political ideals that are inconsistent with the narrative that they want delivered? Kind of sounds like the CIA social engineering concept again.  Of course, who do you think started these companies before handing them off to the people making billions of dollars from them when they have no platform to generate income? Oh, you are beginning to see that it is the information that they control and thereby control the population.  Bingo.

With what are we then left that continues with the practical ideals that we may utilize in our every day? Grandma.  You got it.  Either that or you can venture into the Bible, according to Grandma and the Bible itself the Source of All Wisdom and Truth to begin gathering the practical information you desperately crave. Look you want practical information do a test for me. For the next month, read every morning one Proverb from the Book of Proverbs, just one.  I guarantee you what will happen, but if you do not glean a boatload of practical wisdom and ideas to make your life easier, more functional, just plain better then I will never mention it again.  I believe this has been God’s plan all along that once we found that the sources of information may be tyrannically captured to be utilized as a controlling mechanism that we would be forced to come to Him for the information we need and crave.  Smart Plan, Huh.

Will you discover the answers to why climate science is the cash cow of global politics by reading this blog?  That notwithstanding, will you receive nirvanic enlightenment transforming you into an advanced example of homo sapiens?  Will you improve your comedic delivery to the point where every one is hanging upon your next last word? Is there a way that appears right to a man but its step lead directly to Hades?

Only You and God know why you read this Blog. Maybe you’re seeking evidence of like minded individuals seeking the next footfall on the skinny path to deliverance? Perhaps, you think my shiny cranium would be good secondary light source for you parlor?  Maybe, you are a CIA operative determined to evaluate this character that has been saying such outrageous things on the weekends that you are bound to unmask him for the brash, inadequate fool that he truly represents?  Or maybe you have come in the hope of hearing some impromptu, ad-lib reference and vocal stylings reaching way back as far as Louis Armstrong.

Whatever the purpose of your visit, you are welcome to the place where the Lord allows me to put down a lot of words, many of them Holy Spirit inspired, prayerfully, hopefully sufficient to motivating you to seek a deeper relationship with God and His Holy Word of Power, Peace and Truth.  There are some places that are just too pretty to work out your salvation with fear and trembling as Paul recommends. The human process of Christianity is impossible and frankly quite the messy review. It is not some easy task or appreciation for the simple life accorded those who have answered the call to Grace. Rather the Christian life is one that is antithetical and counter intuitive to mortal passage, yet holds the keys to peace within a chaotic world of circumstance.

Once surrendered this life becomes a conduit through which God’s Holy Spirit effects transformation and purpose. This short existence has been determined sufficient timing for preparation to spend eternity with a Holy and Righteous God who cannot be near sin without judging it.  Therefore those who will be part of His Kingdom must be cleansed of unrighteousness and find themselves safe from His Judgment and His Coming Wrath. That is an impossible process for man to achieve, though many will mistake this path as one of achievement, works or sufficiently accumulated goodness.  This is the opposite of Christianity’s intent. This process requires a life surrendered to the Hand of God to mold and make to His liking, removing the wicked and replacing it with characteristics resembling His own, therefore it resides completely outside man’s ability and attempt.

Yes, this Blog is a messy thing. Yes, you will come some days and see wisdom, truth, logic and news and then the very next moment see rhythmic declaration of Great Joy or trepidation of an insecure saint. These are not the starry eyed ramblings of a man who would be wizard or famous, but the internal outpourings of question, answer and musings of a man in love with God. I hope that this page brings to you a measure of comfort and peace and perhaps a great big slice of encouragement.  Though I do appreciate your visit, please remain only if you see evidence of the Holy Spirit’s presence, for through that we may see miracles, answers and the impossible things achieved.  With all my love and prayer, in Jesus’ Name.

See, the word is my medium so only two measures apply; amount and content. Now if I worry how much then I lose sight of what is in the mixture, then if I worry about the content production falls short of proper usage of scant time allotted. Then again, there are those who instruct to inspect audience, testing their tongues for the salty and the sweet. And still many with a standardized practice of using refined or some lingo a la street. But those are effective plans for marketing when you are reaching for fame or for gold or maybe to look proudly upon the I love me wall when you’re getting old.

I don’t know but the Lord tells me to write. There are so many out there lonely who need to know that things are going to be alright.  Sometimes my words are encouraging and sometimes they bring guilt or regret. I never know which response is better nor even which response I am going to get.  So don’t fret my Son He tells me just speak from within the heart. I don’t chart out all my rhythms and my camber is often the missing part. I love to spend time with people it is for them that I make this stand.  Fighting to get what I came for just somehow seems so bland.  These days there are so many haters and they hate cause they have never known love.  I am so sorry for their losses never feeling like they’ve gotten enough. But if my words for a moment may split the rock around their heart, then the person who comes behind with water may find it torn apart.  And be able to bless them with favor, enrichment and with fertile intent. Somehow that makes my opening perfect for this outcome well meant.

I don’t know Joe, Do You? Am I supposed to write this way or that or wear a stupid or perhaps a proper hat, never creating or answering back to gesture or to spat?  It is easy to go through life if I don’t expect to know, because it removes the encumbrance of responsibility, the need to know. I don’t need to know so it don’t matter that I don’t. My job is love and I love you with all the words that pour from my mind and into my fingers, calling you to the peace beyond this world, something of an inheritance beyond the frivolous misgivings and pursuits of me.  See the outcome is what matters and if you have been encouraged then I have achieved in glory some cumulative output that says we win. If you have been given courage to stand in the dark and fight those fights for which God has determined your living, then Amen for the opportunity to prepare you that battle.  And if you have lived without love and encountered my surrendering heart wishing, willing, calling, laughing and singing you onward then know that I have done what was to be done for the sake of God and You.

Writing from the heart on the Border of the Aqua Colorado with sun on my shoulder, sweat soaking my teeshirt and joy overflowing from this sparsely covered cranium for Christ.  Thank you Lord for the chance to deliver words, words and more of those lovely little words.

How do you love them in the middle of a fight? How do you find your way in the middle of darkest night? What are the answers when nothing seems to work out right? Well you’ll have to ride this out and see on the other side.

What does it matter when all this may be done again? It makes such a grave difference on a one way trip my friend? We’ll both know the answers when we get through to the end. But we’ll have to compare our questions at the other side?

You see this is not easy this transition and the trials?  It made so much better through the laughter and the smiles? We will go together when we withstand all the wiles. We’ll be there to receive victory on the other side.

The other side, is where I’m headed.  The other side where I can lay my head and rest. Promise me you’ll remember that I did my very best.

Don’t know why I feel lonely when He has never left my side? Wondered why I needed a saviour until I had boarded the ride.  Left so much behind, thank God it included  my pride. I guess I’ll see if I made it when I get to the other side.

There were times when I was mistaken but I failed to get that right. There were times when I was in danger but I had the end in sight. There were days when I couldn’t go further and he carried up that remaining flight. So precious to remember when I get to the other side.

What are all these daydreams when reality lays ahead. He gave me all of my wisdom and my daily bread. His loving sustained me through His Wonderful Word I read. I will count that among my treasures when I am standing on the other side.