The King

 

The king sat at his desk in stoney silence. He did not know what to do. He looked up, first at the ceiling and then at the Lord.

“What now?” He asked and was not told because the next move was not his to make.

The war dragged on. Not that one only, but the other one too, the one that encompasses the whole world, and everyone pretends we are not fighting.

How would he stop it?

He had the feeling he could not. It would stop on its own or there would be divine intervention. That’s all he knew.

The storm came just as predicted. The ground was shaking something free. They could hardly believe what they saw. A thousand, ten thousand and more, human beings holding their own broken chains in their hands. This is what had been buried for so long? Our freedom.

Son of Man, don’t you see? Our selfishness and pride, murders, theft, it blinds us to reality. We can spend a lifetime in pursuit of nothing. We can waste all our days. Will we not look up to the Creator of all things? Will we not turn from our wicked ways and repent?

The king did just that. He rose from his chair so quickly it spun around behind him. The other kings did the same, some of them, and rose just as quickly. All of them bowed their heads. All of them dropped to their knees. And us with them.

Fwowfers

 

Fwowfers.

That's what my oldest son called flowers when he was little.

Here are some for you.

You Are Precious.

Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints. 

Psalm 116:15

We recently lost someone dear. While she was near the end the Lord reminded me of this verse. There is a bit if envy for us still here, isn't there? She knew Jesus, knew Him well, and so she is in His presence at this moment. Do you know Him, Jesus of the Bible? He is real. He is the savior of mankind. There is no one like Him. There is no one like you either, by the way. Each soul is precious to God. You are precious to God. 

Did you know that?

A Little Funny

 

If you were a minor inconvenience, which one would you be?

I would be a sudden rainstorm on a sweltering sunny day.

If you came with instructions, what part would people ignore first?

The part written in a language you have never seen before.

Which everyday annoyance best captures your overall personality vibe?

Waiting. Waiting in line. Waiting for something. Just standing there.

I'm waiting. Are you waiting? Here we are together waiting for something.

You?

Why Did You Leave Earth?

Lifted up. That’s how I would describe the feeling as we left the Earth. Pulled by imaginary strings, pushed into the above, how would you say it? We are packed in here like tight luggage for a long trip. One thousand light years, give or take, and we will arrive beyond our sun and at the greatest planet ever, Final Peace. 

It’s like dying, they say. Maybe it is dying. For all I know they put us in this tin can to send us to Jesus. I take a deep breath, as full and lung-filling as the doctor’s partial sedation will allow. It’s not enough and I gasp. We are all fighting for air. Whatever they are piping into this compartment is not quite the same. 

I am homesick. Apples, seasons, weather, all left behind us, replaced by the hum of our propulsion and unnatural light. There is nothing here to like. What have we given up? I didn’t think the transition would be this alienating. I didn’t imagine I would no longer feel like myself. I feel so wrong. It dawns on me that I must have been on Earth for a reason. I had been tethered there because that is where I belonged. I could only hope I would feel differently at our destination. I didn’t think there was a way back. We gave up so much. 

No matter what you think of the Earth and its troubles, you will miss it when you leave. You’ll look back and you’ll realize there are things on that gentle blue ball in space that are not elsewhere. 

I ask the people next to me why they left. One, a man in his forties, says his wife and son are already at Final Peace. He is going to be with them. That is the best reason I have heard so far. The woman on my other side agrees with me. The Earth had become dark and depressing. Too much war. Too much fear. She left to start anew. I suppose we are both doing that, in a way. I am in search of the Kingdom of God. She wondered why I didn’t think that was on Earth: Thy kingdom come, they will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven. Why didn’t I think of that before I strapped myself into this chair? 

I left Earth because I wanted quiet, but the truth is I made my own loudness. I could have shut it off, the worry and the looking around in terror. I could have stayed on the Earth if I had quieted myself there. And now I didn’t know what was ahead.

In the City of David

 

For unto you is born this day in 

the city of David a Saviour, 

which is Christ the Lord.

And this shall be a sign unto you; 

Ye shall find the babe 

wrapped in swaddling clothes, 

lying in a manger.

And suddenly there was with the angel 

a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, 

and saying,

Glory to God in the highest, 

and on earth peace, 

good will toward men.

Luke 2:11-14

What Hanukkah Means to Me as a Christian

 

I lit the candles in the wrong order many times before

 a Jewish friend watched me and said, "What are you doing?" 

Now I light them the way they do. 

Many things I did as the world does them before I knew Jesus, the Light of the World.

Hanukkah is a miracle. Triumph, safety, freedom, light in the darkness. There was a fierce battle like the one we are in now. The temple was taken. The menorah was stolen. Salvation was on the way, but everything they could see and touch and feel told them otherwise. Like now, maybe. 

The light returned. The small amount of oil was enough. 

I believe this story is like another. In the following the oil in the lamps is the Lord. Knowing Him means your lamp is full. Is yours? Even a small amount? What if He returned right now? (Jesus is the bridegroom. In these verses He returns for His bride the church, which is every believer, not a building or organization. It's us.)

Matthew 25:1-13

"At that time the kingdom of heaven will be like ten virgins who took their lamps and went out to meet the bridegroom. Five of them were foolish and five were wise. The foolish ones took their lamps but did not take any oil with them. The wise ones, however, took oil in jars along with their lamps. The bridegroom was a long time in coming, and they all became drowsy and fell asleep.

At midnight the cry rang out: ‘Here’s the bridegroom! Come out to meet him!’

Then all the virgins woke up and trimmed their lamps. The foolish ones said to the wise, ‘Give us some of your oil; our lamps are going out.’

‘No,’ they replied, ‘there may not be enough for both us and you. Instead, go to those who sell oil and buy some for yourselves.’

But while they were on their way to buy the oil, the bridegroom arrived. The virgins who were ready went in with him to the wedding banquet. And the door was shut.

Later the others also came. ‘Lord, Lord,’ they said, ‘open the door for us!’

But he replied, ‘Truly I tell you, I don’t know you.’

Therefore keep watch, because you do not know the day or the hour."

Happy Hanukkah

 

Then came the Festival of Dedication at Jerusalem. 

It was winter, and Jesus was in the temple courts 

walking in Solomon’s Colonnade.

 John 10:22-23

1 Peter 3:10-11

 

For he that will love life, and see good days, let him refrain his tongue from evil, and his lips that they speak no guile: Let him eschew evil, and do good; let him seek peace, and ensue it.

Ice Songs

 

Did you know ice sings? It does, like us. 

This is a dear, old friend of mine who I have never met or spoken to in real life. But this is better than real life, isn't it? In real life I have wet socks and dirty coffee cups and my hair's a mess. Oh, and the Ancient Spirit she mentions? I know Who that is. Do you?

Good

 

A whisper came on the wind, reminding her of bitter days. Bitter? Yes, but the memory colored the present. It made her grateful. Now the hearth was full of firewood and little shoes and drying socks. Bellies were full. Tears had been wiped away. Songs sang themselves. Had the battle been won? Truthfully, she had not really expected to win, but here they were. It had been won, the long war of mankind over the centuries, eons and days and forever. It was done. She was tired, but danced anyway and rejoiced and stood astonished at the sound of peace. They had never heard it before, this pause, breath, the still, soft whisper that reminded them all what they had been given. It was good.

1 John 2:23

 

No one who denies the Son has the Father. Whoever confesses the Son has the Father also.

What Happens to the Lie?

 

The time came when he could no longer lie. He was a thief. Maybe you are too. He confessed. He told on his cohorts. He would no longer hide the truth. It came out of him like floodgates had been opened and he let it. Suddenly the facts mattered more than the fiction of his entire life, the trying to make something that is not, is. Only God can do that, yet man tries over and over again. He spoke. His friends were appalled. His enemies gloated, though they were guilty too. He told everyone what they had planned, the theft of us all, our very souls. Nevermind the wealth. True wealth is breath in our lungs. He was certain that now he would not even have that. But. He drew a deep breath and his friends drew back from him and left him alone. The truth had defended him, though moments before he had not imagined it would.

All Who Wander are Lost.

 

I have this hat.

It says, "Not all who wander are lost."

But I disagree

with my hat.

All who wander are lost.

Try it.

 

For by grace you have been saved

through faith. And this is not from

yourselves—it is the gift of God.

Ephesians 2:8

She was changed. Do you want to know how it happened? She went forward at a church where a minister stood preaching the Gospel. He said you must be born again, by faith, by giving yourself to Jesus. It's a simple prayer, but if you truly give your life to the Lord scales will fall from your eyes and you will see like you have not seen before. Purity will engulf you. You will be different than you were up until then.

🍁

 

I am so thankful for all of you.

Have a blessed holiday, those who celebrate Thanksgiving and those who don't.

1 Peter 1:3-7

 

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! According to his great mercy, he has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, kept in heaven for you, who by God’s power are being guarded through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time. In this you rejoice, though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials, so that the tested genuineness of your faith—more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire—may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ.

Psalm 122:6

 

May 

those

who

love you

be at peace.

 

There are many ways out there.

Ungodly ways all.

But just one way that is godly.