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The truth exposes the darkness

When Lucifer fell and became satan he lost the ability to grasp all knowledge of whom the Truth is. This is why his attempt on our lives is so significant, for he could only see and understand evil. The tree of the knowledge of good and evil: the good part had no part in him what so ever. When he told us that we could be god’s he was referring to his own pride of when he fell and his selfish desires. He wanted an army to take down the Lord. But the Most high saw his plan and allowed just enough morality though not enough to not keep us separated from God, it was enough to keep us questioning the devil and his plan, so we might be wooed by the Holy Spirit and saved because of the precious blood of Christ on the cross. Because satan does not understand the truth you can not trust those who are involved in his work, for there will be confusion at every turn. All he knows how to do is lie. And sometimes lies look enticing, or appear to be the truth, such as all the other religions in the

Change my heart

To follow You is not a service, but a pleasure. Lord let me breathe Your fresh air. You have cloaked me with Your Grace; search me and know me. Leave no stone unturned, I expose all my darkest of thoughts unto you, and ask that You might renew my mind. Your gentleness is patient with me, and I thank you for your belief in me. I’m ready to start making some changes in my heart. Take the chisel and the hammer and start chipping away at my imperfections. I give You the story of my life. With tears flooding down my cheeks, I weep for this world, if only they could know the You I know! There is no anger in Your eyes only sorrow that this world has chosen to forget about You. He wants so much to be your Father and friend, yet you push Him away and say, “I don’t need God.” And so you go on with your empty life trying to fill it with things and achievements, but after your filled your empty again and need to be refilled again. Nothing you get or achieve sustains you forever, but Christ can.

A saddened state of affairs

A saddened state of affairs The politics of today frown upon the tears that the young man wears upon his countenance. He walks the streets, drunk, clutching a beer can. As he passes by the socialites he checks his mind at the door of his sanity. What is it, this poor man’s crime that he remains an outcast? Wolves in sheep’s clothing, oh the sinister plot to destroy humanity, we are the problem. Casting food into the garbage heap, what a waste! Do we not see our stupidity for what it is, or we just too greedy? Corporate power and the devil of our own pride; we must see past this distortion. We want to be god and if we aren’t self gratified then to hell with the Truth. This is sadly our morality. The homeless and the least of these are suffering because we care too much for ourselves. We say you can’t help another until you first loved yourself. Wrong! The Bible states wash one another’s feet. He came to serve and we are to do Christ’s bidding. “How can I do this?” It’s simple recei

An encouragement

An encouragement Where have all the gods gone? Their locked inside my mind, awaiting their death penalty. And so I grasp the prison bars in contempt of my own pride, asking the executioner for assistance. The heavy weighted Man comes over to my cage, and I ask him the answer to the meaning of all this calamity, only to see him remove his mask, to find my face was there all along. There were no gods locked inside my mind, only a disease that caused me to believe I owned the world. I have to realize others might not be where I am, that they haven’t come to the realization that the the executioner is only their own thoughts being amped up by a chemical change, and that they are not their disease, despite the resounding resemblance between the image of the facade and who you really are. There is a hope for you out there, you don’t have to have all the answers, just know that you are cared for by a God who loves you. And the Voices, yes they are tormenting, but try to remember this: t

The old tavern

As far as the eye could see, there were many wooden shelves, all carved from the old oak that used to be out back in the garden. The shelves held many boxes, all made from priceless pearls. You could hear the thumping coming from each box, that of a heart beat in one’s chest.  There was an old man, disgruntled yet somehow he seemed to have been there before. He admired the wood work in the old tavern, and when he came to the boxes; he made an astonishing discovery. Opening one of them, he found a tablet with a name etched in the stone. He blew off the dust of one of the tablets, as the name inscribed started to shimmer. Words jumped off the stone saying, “My beloved son in whom I am well pleased, enter in.” The name on the tablet started to transform into a bod. In the twinkling of an eye he saw the future in his hands. (the rapture) Afraid he dropped the box and it closed. The tablet and the hologram of the rapture with the name and words spoken were drawn back inside the box, an

Christmas of 1942

The year, 1942, Christmas had arrived and smoke was billowing from the chimney. John spent an evening alone. He sat alone cherishing the Christmas story, as he read the book of Matthew.   John’s eyes blue as satin, draped in a hue of awe and wonder, as he took a gander out the window pane looking at the snow covered mountain peaks. When suddenly the sun wiped it’s sweat from its brow, for its shadow appeared through the window. It was then that an angel with charcoaled eyes all over his wings appeared. Afraid and not knowing how to react, and his face filled with terror; he grasped the knob on his bed, holding it with all his might, as his body shrieked backward. The angel put up his mighty hand of valor saying, “Don’t be afraid, I have come baring good tidings.” The angel proceeded to hand a baby, wrapped in swaddling clothes into the boy’s arms. As the Christ child gazed into the paleness of John’s eyes, John saw the reflection of the world. Wars past and present could be seen f

A vow of Purity

A vow of purity A vow of purity, so much devastation on the news, and raunchy media, I want to encourage a media fast. Do what you can to keep your heart guarded from all wicked thoughts. And the things that reinforce these thoughts, such as music, television, etc. cut them out of your diet. For we are not to be of this world. We are to turn away from our sinful desires and follow Christ. A vow of repentance, we can say all we want that we are sorry, but will we really change. It will take starving our flesh, and feeding our spirits. As this fast goes on, you will become dumbfounded at how much you cut out of your life. You will find that the world has desensitized us all to it’s evil. So let’s partner with the Holy Spirit and truly live!