There is a keeping of faith brothers who dwell together, one runs his course and passes off his baton off to the next runner. I was at a memorial service today and it was such a lovely thing to see a faithful life live and now to be known as he is known.
The biggest lie is that servant-hood is slavery. No, in service comes great joy which reaches deeper than feelings. Joy is shut up in the bones of those whom God has kissed.
Our life kiss back to Him is to tell upon the mountains the wonderful things He has done for us and the things freedom cannot help but express.
Even when nothing is said, light shines through and bears witness of God’s Love.
The plural many-sided God trumps the dull singleness of sin.
A life freed from the grave is worth more than gold. As a brand plucked from the fire is one on fire for the Lord.
All will come to see one soul passionately ablaze for God.
This Love is beyond written description and deepens with Him as a time to maturity for resurrected bodies merge with our souls in the age to come.
The reason beauty is worshiped is that human hearts long for that eternal beauty that crown of life awarded to those who run their race well.
The single lopsidedness and ‘depth’ of sin leads to death, hell and the grave.
Whom a person serves before they die, they shall serve eternally.
I personally know the struggle of the flesh and what it wants daily as Paul said ‘I’ die what I want I overcome by the Blood of the Lamb and the word of my testimony and don’t love my life to death.
What I want is daily nailed to that execution stake, I don’t turn my hand back and away from the plow that the Lord has for me but I press up and onward to the higher calling.
I challenge fellow servants, repent, repent; turn from your evil ways and turn to the God who just longs to love on you.
I guarantee you will be persecuted by forces that seek your elimination. But, greater is He in me than the enemy of this world system.
One repents as a lifestyle, as a life choice.
I refuse the allow labels placed on me to shape me. God defines me, He leads me. He rescues me. I breathe in His name and breath out praises to Him.
Sometimes only I can say ‘help God’ and I am enough and accepted by Him, I accept me. What others think doesn’t rock my world, only Yeshua has my heart rock solid on fire for Him.
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