...God Shed His Grace on Thee...
Lord, Your grace is sufficient for America. Forgive us. Bless us to bless others. May we be the givers and not the takers. Holy Spirit guide us. We humbly ask for Your intervention to confuse and confound the darkness with Your wisdom that sheds Light and gives Truth. We kiss Your Son. Your love and correction is good and we ask for course correction now. In the Name of our Savior Jesus and according to Your Will, let it be so. Amen.
John 14:6 sings the tri-mix
For the forever fix
A fine wine
An eternal dine
A neverending treasure to mine
Friend of (Clapping) Trees
There are many who don't like how I love the trees.
They try to tell me I'm bending my knees to the B. And that my worship isn't minding my P's (and Q's). But that's just because they don't understand that I love the song they sing of His Glory. My worship is not of the creation but to the Creator's Majesty.
Clapping and dancing at the sight of His Sons and Daughters as they are revealed, they help remind me who I am and Whose I am. They encourage me without charging a fee. The trees just happen to get my knees buzzing like the bees. When fire comes, they burn or get stronger. When the wind comes, they drop the dead so it doesn't constrict any longer. When Fall strips them bare, their leaves die a graceful dance right in front of me. There ain't no shame in their God-given decaying game. In the Spring, they bud a show of enduring tenacity. When their friends fall, they honor them by standing tall. Despite the storms they have seen, the faithful ones smile even if they look as if they have been through a maul.
I shed a tear when I see forests cleared, not because I think it's wrong to log, but because I can only hope and pray that I'd be just as submissively giving if the Master were to saw. Or if I'd offer shade to all who came my Way. As impressed as I am with the cedars and the oaks, the weeping ones by the River keep my soul in a thankful soak. Just as they dance and clap for me, I can't help but dance and clap too when I see their joyful cascades lifted up by the Wind while letting the Sun shine straight through them.
The Good Harvest
My God, my God why have you forsaken me? Psalm 22 pre-tells the story of the day Grace made. The writing is on the wall, "Jesus is Lord!". Enemies weaponize the Truth in a mocking tone. The lies are all their rage.
"Without spot or wrinkle" continues to echo throughout the Bride. A "Good Harvest" is the end result of Jesus' golden first fruits. Your Love will see us all the Way through. Salvation is Yours, King of kings. A Life Force sweeping and shaking everything in the path until the Truth is confirmed, confessed and conformed as every knee bows. No need for the rocks to cry out. The families of the nation gather with a New Song. As for me and my house, "Jesus is Lord!" is willingly flowing like Living Waters out of our mouths.
Wax on, wax off.
Wax on, wax off.
A dance of ease for the Groom and Bride.
Waxing and waning.
Increasing and decreasing. Repeating.
Steps taken should never feel draining when The Marriage Yoke is securely in place. No matter the road, narrow or wide open, the steps are meant to be kept up by both Groom and Bride.
Light and Graceful, Gentle and Easy is what a Princess Bride receives when married to a Super Good King. The Work is never demeaning and will always be filled with loads of eternal meaning.
Repeat After Him
Jesus is Lord
I have a quiet and gentle spirit.
I am patient.
I am kind.
I am strong.
I am holy, righteous, and pure.
I am a child of God.
I am full of the Holy Spirit.
I am loved by God.
I am covered in Grace.
I am full of peace.
I am joyful.
I am courageous.
I have a sound mind.
I believe it will be done.
I can rely on the Holy Spirit.
I am full of life.
I am loved.
I am a child of light.
I have angels looking after me.
I am full of faith.
I must become less and He must become more.
Jesus is Lord
Unplugged Has No Victory
Death lost it's sting. The grave has no hold on me. Finding oneself in the grave will soon result in shouts of VIC-TOR-Y for those who receive and believe.
In the Kingdom of God, what chooses to die can live and live abundantly because of the Living Resurrected King of Glory!
Do not envy those who masquerade as life. For the dead counterfeits drag a plug and cord cut off from the Power Source until all of their borrowed hot air is released (Psalm 37). Until they are revealed I will continue to believe there is enough Grace for everybody.
Even Jesus had to connect His trust to the Resurrection Source as He waited for His Father to raise Him up. In His descended downtime, Jesus testified the very Message that would set Him free. So, what's your testimony? Mine includes a beautiful gift of abundant Life, Mercy, Grace and Righteousness unearned and undeserved by me simply because I believe God. I testify, Jesus is Lord over me! He will complete the Good Work He has started in me. I will live and not die! No weapon formed against me will prosper. And to think, these are only a few of the Promises given to me....
Revelations 12:11 says it this Way:
They triumphed over him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony; they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death.
Hearts Aflame Soar Above the Frey
Broke down? Has someone you love run you into the ground? If heartbreak, jealousy and rage are rearing their ugly face...look up. Look into the Face of the One Who is holding your place. He knows what you're feeling. Though He was dealt the same deck, He gave His Right to heartbreak and rage all away with a Blood waive. He knows jealousy too. His Father mentioned it more than a few. He knows how to patiently wait.
God bless us all with a patient wait too in this delay so everyone can get in their Heavenly seat in the place right next to you. Jesus, help us to give our rights to You until the day evil principalities are rendered their pay.
Loving someone never came free. It has always been the work of the Cross and the Risen Christ that paid the fee. We all fell short. We all have need of His Grace to lift us up to the place where heartbreak can no longer get into that Secret Place. Keep it sacred. Guard your heart by giving it to the Keeper Who loves you. All while giving His free love away.
"Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it."
I always wake up with You on my mind. I look until it's Your Mercy I find. Usually, hitting me quick, it never feels like a brick.
Lately, the lie is to attack while trying to bear down hard on my back. The sky is falling. The earth is shaking. My heart beat feels like it keeps stalling. Lord, I want You to be the Only One taking.
Your Grace keeps me winning this race that will bring us Face to face.
"As the deer pants for water,
so my soul longs for You..."
I love Your Way. It's not a path of breadcrumbs to a false zen but a Full Honey Loaf getting me through every day. Your daily manna from Heaven keeps me moving on from where I've been.
You are completely worthy of praise. In Your fields, I want to graze. You are worthy of it all. I am joyful when I keep You in the center of my gaze. You are always revealing Life with You is more than a narrow hall. You never let me fall even when I think I lack the gall. I love dancing with You through this Earth-shaped ball.
I love you, Jesus.
Thank you for loving me too.
Bald is Beautiful
As I gathered with my bald eagle-winged friends in Rockport, I realized time is short as March is halfway out and winter has almost come to an end.
On sunny days, no flight is in sight as they fly so high in the bright blue skies listening for the Father's Way. Cloudy days bring them into view as they come nearer to you. Hanging out on the telephone line sending messages straight to you while dealing with their prey. On rare occasion, they allow a photo or two.
Be encouraged and be of good cheer. Their resilient resolve is way more than anything coming against you. Some were unexpectedly Way ahead in the journey. Now, we are watching as the last few are soaring towards you. Jump on their back and hold on tight. They know all the places to go to get a Good view of the Good Plan that is about to ensue.
To the meddlers, mutilators and destroyers, it doesn't have to be too late for you. Shave your head and take your vow and come fly the Friendly skies with Jesus too. His Grace is still willing to be sufficient for you. Trade the blood on your hands for the Blood of the Lamb. It has already paid the price that you are due.
"Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom.
He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint."
Ricky & Karrie Keehart
"They triumphed over him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony; they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death"