The S Word

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We hear a lot today about relative morality. The goodness or badness of your behavior is only relative to what you think or feel it should be. There is no longer for a lot of people a universal morality—no general idea of good or evil. So therefore, could we conclude that people are all okay no matter how they act?

In our culture in the U.S., one of the S words, sin, has just about been taken out of existence, sadly, even in a lot of our churches. Some churches just say God loves you and wants to bless you which is true. But they forget He is a god of justice and is also our truest judge. This world belongs to Him.

1 John 8 says If we claim to be without sin, we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us. Later in verse 10 is stated If we claim we have not sinned, we make him out to be a liar and his word is not in us. 1 John 2:2 He is the atoning sacrifice for our sins, and not only for ours but also for the sins of the whole world.

God is not stupid. If there had not been a powerful need for Jesus to die on that cross, God would not have sent Him to earth to suffer through such a horrific death. We are simply put impure sinners unable to perfect and save ourselves. We are overwhelmingly blessed that someone as beautiful, perfectly pure and wonderful as our Creator wants to loves us as much as He does. May God bless your day. Praise God!!

 

We Dream

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We Dream

This dream, only a sigh,
Imperfect as of yet on
this side of the waters,
we stand waiting,
to be departed,
Soon, but hoping not too soon
until we finish the singing of this life’s song.

Obliterate my senses, my knowledge
So I no longer feel, see, taste,
In order to forget this world.
We dream, long, lust for
That other side of the water,
That other shore whose name,
As of yet, only Whispers
within my heart.

We dream a dream unseen but
Felt
inside, this hidden glory.
We speak of and seek for this
Our never-ending story.

May God bless your day!

Ownership

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The world and universe belong to our Beautiful, Wonderful Creator, the living God. He owns every atom, every molecule, every square inch, every heartbeat and every breath on its surface. We own nothing. We are just temporarily using His stuff. We have only an artificial, man-made system of ownership which tries to keep us from stealing from each other. God even owns us. It doesn’t matter whether we like it or not.

John the Baptist said He(God) can raise up sons of Abraham from the stones. He is in control of everything. Fortunately for us, He loves us completely even to the point of taking the punishment that should have been ours upon Himself. Spend time in His scriptures to get to know Him better. He wants to meet you there and spend time with you. Praise God and may He bless your week!!

Martyr

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Martyr

White lipped martyr
Entrenched,
Led, fed by fire of
the Spirit
Chains, dark breath of
Ignorance,
At your hands and feet

Satan howls, enslaving
The weak, deluded,
Hot grasp of hell
Around their throats
Calling for your demise,
He dances
Within his dark delight

Until a light breaks
Between grey clouds
Rumblings begin to
Shake the earth
Beneath unseeing feet
Still the cries rise
To champion your death

You raise your eyes
Skin as ashen as the clouds
A warm wind catches, lifts
Damp curls off a cheek
This breeze whispers,
Carries a voice, your name,
Speaks of heaven’s promises

A flame is struck
Wood ignites, flames
Move upward
Voracious tongues of
Pain, heat
Yet, unseen below,
Glory reaches down

Hope releases, disappears
Into a new reality
Within the hot smoke
Of hate
Bliss is born and
Rises
On fresh, living wings of ecstasy!

No matter what you face on this earth, God will go through it with you. We just have to trust, have faith that He is there. This is not our permanent home. We are only temporarily here. In 1st Peter, Peter says we are to live as foreigners here. God loves you and wants you in enjoy His presence in Paradise forever. Praise God!!

 

Essence

Essence

Essence of blood
Released from
A throne above
Soft, silky to
The touch
But each drop contains
A liquid fire

Burning, consuming, expanding
Enters the human
Heart
Rising, flaming up to
Leap to life upon its altar,
A burning release of passion

Ardor sent from heaven
To awaken the within
Of our souls
To purpose, new life,
overflowing joy dancing
among the flames

Multiplying, intensifying
Man’s weak embers
Into an ever rising
Song-lit flame
To ascend the skies
and join their Savior’s
Red flowing passion

drop by drop
it descended,
those red liquid flames
dripping, covering a darkened earth
hearts revive,
encapsulated by
this merciful King’s gift
within the fire of an
awakened life

Had a beautiful sunrise this morning. Pictures above are of that. Praise God!!

Writing about Writing

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Writing is always a struggle for me and I guess for everyone to some extent. I started writing back in my mid-40’s during a very dark time in my life. It seemed to enhance my life in general. I was working to help support the family then started having health problems so I never attempted to get anything published.

Buy boy, some twenty years later, has the publishing world seemed to change. I had to retire because of cancer so I picked the writing back up recently. Now there are several large publishing companies that have seemed to swallow up all the smaller ones that used to be around, and you cannot get your foot in the door without an agent. It used to be there were more smaller companies that would look at your work without an agent.

Today agents seem to only want people who are already known, successful writers or a big celebrity of some type(entertainer, athlete or speaker). Plus, the real art form that it used to be for people like William Faulkner, Virginia Wolf or Scott Fitzgerald seems to have dwindled down. Money seems to be the motivation behind all of it. I realize it is a business, and businesses have to make money to stay in business, but it seems different. There are still some people out there trying to stay creative and artistic with it. Today self and indie publishing are around for us who are small unknowns in the writing world.

Oh, well that’s my complaining for today. I still love to write, and this blog has been fun. May God bless your day and week!!

 

Who we really are in Christ – Our Identity: In Christ, Part 2 — Let’s Talk About Sunday

Think about how you see yourself. Is it the same as who you are? Is it possible that your self-identity is different from who you really are? I think it is very possible. Consider people that think they are losers, failures, or many other negative words. Perhaps other people told them that. Perhaps they did […]

via Who we really are in Christ – Our Identity: In Christ, Part 2 — Let’s Talk About Sunday

To Testify or give Evidence

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I have said before in an earlier blog that I started this mostly to tell of some experiences I had as a follower and believer in Christ. I had a very traumatic and devastating childhood, and because of that I needed an extra filling with and encouragement from the Holy Spirit. I believe that is why God allowed me to have some of the supernatural experiences with Him that I have had.

I have told this before in a blog from October of 2018. Here is my testimony again:  For years now, I guess about 7 or 8, I have been wanting to talk about something that happened to me one night. I have only told family members about it since I’m not very good at standing up and talking in front of people or telling things to people. I guess I was afraid they wouldn’t believe me.

I have sleep apnea. I don’t know if you know what that is, but that’s where when you lay down on your back to sleep the muscles that hold up your soft palette at the back of your throat relax so much that the palette itself collapses downward and blocks your airway. In other words, you stop breathing. It is dangerous and can kill you.

However, one night before I realized what was going on with me, I went to sleep one night and somehow must have gotten off my side and into a position that was not safe. I woke up suddenly and was in a different place.

I remember feeling a slight tinge of fear but was mostly confused, thinking where am I?? All around me was nothing but deep blackness until suddenly I could see this spiral of beautiful, puffy white clouds spiraling off into the distance. I did not want to look at the far distant end of the spiral because I had this sudden knowledge that if I looked at it, there would be no going back. Somehow I just knew that. Don’t know how, but I just did, but I was not given a choice. I had to look at the end of the spiral, and so I did.

Next, let me say that I had no physical sensation at all. I was fully awake, fully conscious, but there were no physical sensations. I had no awareness of a body.

To get back to where I was, as soon as I looked at the end of the spiral of clouds, I was in the other place, but this one was different. This beautiful, beautiful light was everywhere. It glistened and shone like nothing I have ever seen. But the light was alive. There was an intelligence or presence inside the light. Like nothing I have ever experienced.

It was so bright it almost hurt to look at it and the colors of the rainbow were moving through it constantly. It was so bright that I turned to look away, but again, I was not given a choice. I had to look at the light so I did.

When I turned to look at it again, suddenly it felt like somebody had taken me and thrown me as hard as they could up against a brick wall. There was this really hard boom, and I was back inside my body. Totally awake but back inside of my body going “What just happened to me.”

I laid there for a few minutes, thinking about what I had just seen and experienced. I moved around a little trying to get my bearings back and then decided the only thing it could have been was for a few minutes or less, because it happened so quickly, so very quickly, is I think I died! It is the only explanation I can think of.

I believe for a very few brief seconds, I was allowed to see some of the glory of the Living God. The light was beautiful beyond words. I wish everyone could have seen it. Unlike anything I’ve ever seen before.

The only reason I wanted to tell this is I hope it will reassure everyone that there really is life after death, and that God is more beautiful than any of my weak human words could ever express.

I pray that the living God Himself will bless your day and your whole life and that you can get to know Him better. He really does love you very, very much. God Bless You.