Flip on the television to find painted faces passionately sharing and declaring….
ISIS has done it again, heads
rolling red on beaches in the Middle East…
Raping innocence and sewing it back together…. daughters and sisters and
mothers for sale.
Babies being torn from the warmth
and protection of their mother, cut up, and shipped off for “research.” Babies that can feel… babies developed and
full of potential.. humans a unique destiny to fulfill in this world being
Little boys, limp and lifeless
riding the waves to find their rest on the beach. Boats full of helpless and hopeless
cries. Souls searching for a refuge from
pain and turmoil and chaos.
Palestine and Israel trading flying
fire that leaves blood running and empty seats at the supper table.
Men and women and children made by
the hand of the Master. Skin tone
appearing different to the eye, all beautiful and unique, Created with CARE and
THOUGHT. ….Feeling less. And Rioting.
And fighting. And slaying with their tongue. And toppling the cars of their
Little boys and little girls being
raised with no concrete in the foundation of their lives and identities. Filled with uncertainty.. not hearing from
parents and teachers and peers that they are to walk in their GOD given
femininity or masculinity. Left
wondering whether they want to be called Jim or Sally.
Parents, tipping the bottle up to
catch that last drop of slow death.. and desiring to create with the ones they
created.. turning members that were meant to console into instruments of pain..
missing meals, plays, programs, and those important games because of the love
of that elusive green. The two who created the little ones who fill their home,
abandoning and forsaking.
Obama and Trump and Clinton and Carson and Jubilee and Cord.
Christians being killed. Jews being killed. Arabs being killed.
Famine. War. Starvation. Slavery. Injustice. }
But you know what I just read?
I read of a people steeped in sin.
Completely given to themselves.
Legs flying fast, as they chase after satisfaction to stuff deep into
the hole in their heart created for The Creator.
And then I read of a vision of the throne and the elders and the four-living
creatures… and there, in their midst, stands A LAMB, as if it had been
And beloved, is HAS been slain.
It’s precious life flows red through all of time… beckoning us to come and be
drenched in its depths and step out whiter than the snow that falls soft.
There is the sound of keys ringing through the corridors… and we rise from our
position on the floor and drag our chains to the door… fingers, wet with filth,
wrap themselves around the bars.. faces marked and marred by tears and pain and
hopelessness, press tight to see who comes… ALL BRILLIANT He is.. and as he
passes each cell, ears that have only heard whispered lies, hear the sound of
doors long shut, flinging open.. and chains falling.
Cries of triumph! Voices singing praise!!
And He is coming… and HAS come for you.
An invitation and opportunity for a life in the LIGHT.
And will this just become another story?
Something that tickles our ears and causes us to nod our head as we turn
back to the headlines?!
Is WONDER and AWE and FEAR that used to be reserved for our Savior going to be
given to another?
Will we allow ourselves to tremble at events that take place on this globe and
forget and forsake the One who BREATHED galaxies.. and holds them in the hollow
of His hands?
“The nations raged, the kingdoms were moved;
He uttered His voice, the earth melted.” Psalm 46:6
The battle for affection and attention of heart, soul, and mind, is real.
flanking us on the left are soldiers clothed dark… eager to establish fleshly
fear and anxiety… spreading doctrines of negativity and foreboding. They have mouths full of words and minds full
of ideas.. but execution and solution is nowhere to be found.
BUT FIX YOUR EYES AHEAD… see them coming, shining all glorious. Their Leader with arms spread wide, revealing
the love scars in His hands. Can you hear their unified invitation?? Promises
of LIFE and liberty, wisdom and counsel.
Their ranks move in Holy fear…. And carry within their very beings, The
solution. Clothed, armed, strengthened,
and filled, they follow their King… songs of victory already on their lips.
Satan is real, his demons actual, and their combined affect realized.
People are hurting and dying.
They know his darkness in a very real way… we The Church will not be of any
help by joining in his exaltation by discussing his work and focusing on his
LIGHT expels darkness.. spiritually and physically.
God give me a heart that will beat faster for You. A mind that will be consumed and distracted
and obsessed with You.. and Your word.
May fear, and awe, and wonder be saved for Your worship.
with eyes fixed on You, a heart filled with love found in you, and a mind
overtaken with Your truth..
maybe THEN I can go to them.. ..and
invite them to come, stand at the bars, and HEAR you coming down the corridor..
that they may experience that weight falling.. and step out into the Reality of
Freedom in You.
let us Consider >>>> CHRIST