This light and power that now shine within us-is held in perishable containers...2 Corinthians 4:7
Transient vessels mar and taint in this aping amble of life. Identifiable scourging rattles on as our bodies break down, the years become not so tender, or just in any physical debility that is experienced along the way. Why so fractured must mortal ailments be in relation to everything that will go on? Because the light emanates through us as we begin to fall apart. In order for light to shine in the darkness, you have to peer at the believer’s insides. We illuminate the light and glory of Christ from the inside therefore to understand the brightness you have to let everyone see it breaking out. How we show our glorious power is from God and not our own is by the crush. Like some twenty century sci-fi flick that has ray bolting neurons escape from the radio-active man, our spiritual apparatus shares beams from a non-fiction heavenly Lord and so we must live with and oblige the crumbling of our physical selves in order for the light to seep out of our cracks, tears, and bruises. That is why we do not give up and quit. With every blow comes an opportunity for more light to escape. Yes, we face death in body daily; though cling to the renewal of the immeasurable force being charged inside of us. Such quantum energy expounds when this cistern comes a crashing. The trouble and hurt are for your benefit so stay the course under duress and spoil, for this is how you come out of your shell. Yes & Amen.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Monday, May 31, 2010
Over The Shoulder
you became slaves of righteousness. Romans 6:18
Choices arise in captivation. For you become obedient towards whom you serve. Selective service such as this consummates the knock off or the awe. Captive regard steers, with one glance, hostage drive at the heart. We are either enumerated by it or stained forebodingly because of it. How much more would we rather stand in awe? For “You have captivated my heart, my treasure, my bride; you have captivated my heart with one glance of your eyes, with a single jewel of your necklace” Song of Solomon 4:9. Being a slave can often times seem like a distract, heavy and hard toil and a drudge, not accommodating to our cachet but formed on the basis of custody matters, in Him we are captives and accommodated in righteousness because when He ascended on high He took prisoners captive (Psalm 68:18) meaning to un-prison us from what kind of slave we were before. So that the captivation of who we are now lays ground to a holy cessation of amazement whereby we stand captive to such a grace abounded that’s all unrestrained slaves can do. So enslaved I shall be.
To the praise of His glorious grace. Amen.
Choices arise in captivation. For you become obedient towards whom you serve. Selective service such as this consummates the knock off or the awe. Captive regard steers, with one glance, hostage drive at the heart. We are either enumerated by it or stained forebodingly because of it. How much more would we rather stand in awe? For “You have captivated my heart, my treasure, my bride; you have captivated my heart with one glance of your eyes, with a single jewel of your necklace” Song of Solomon 4:9. Being a slave can often times seem like a distract, heavy and hard toil and a drudge, not accommodating to our cachet but formed on the basis of custody matters, in Him we are captives and accommodated in righteousness because when He ascended on high He took prisoners captive (Psalm 68:18) meaning to un-prison us from what kind of slave we were before. So that the captivation of who we are now lays ground to a holy cessation of amazement whereby we stand captive to such a grace abounded that’s all unrestrained slaves can do. So enslaved I shall be.
To the praise of His glorious grace. Amen.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Over The Shoulder
Fix your thoughts...Philippians 4:8
Fixation renders removal of a position or condition that makes trouble greater than distant. To be in a fix more or less defines a dilemma against change. Either way, fixing is a: to become state. You or what you lay hold of is about to become a different arrangement. This action, however, in the sheep’s life must be an outcome or influence of and from the Sheppard. Why? So that we should be devoted to the extolling of His glorious attributes--we who were the first to fix our hopes on Christ. (1) Yes, the Great Sheppard of the sheep is into this correcting, setting, establishing, and fastening up business. It is only by His fixing us, laying hold of our hearts and minds, that we can in turn fix our thoughts, let alone make repairs to any area of our lives. The Lord knows who to fix and how to fix. The trio of the Father’s will, the Son’s words, and the Spirit’s works are all repair shop antidotes counteracting the effects of poison and disease. Fixing is the only way to be near Him. And Jehovah knows who are His because the one He fixes He brings near to him (Numbers 16:5). Is there any other remedy to something needed or wanted than the supplication of a definite fix from a definite Father. The attention we get and He gives now prepares us for the consistent stability of what comes later; the state of being where nothing needs or has to be fixed. Heaven and your hope of glory are so assembled that even though the distance is great now, Christ’s fix preserves our bearings on a different landmark; reconditioned and restored to what cannot be destroyed and what will no longer need fixed. Hallelujah and Amen.
(1) Ephesians 1:12
Fixation renders removal of a position or condition that makes trouble greater than distant. To be in a fix more or less defines a dilemma against change. Either way, fixing is a: to become state. You or what you lay hold of is about to become a different arrangement. This action, however, in the sheep’s life must be an outcome or influence of and from the Sheppard. Why? So that we should be devoted to the extolling of His glorious attributes--we who were the first to fix our hopes on Christ. (1) Yes, the Great Sheppard of the sheep is into this correcting, setting, establishing, and fastening up business. It is only by His fixing us, laying hold of our hearts and minds, that we can in turn fix our thoughts, let alone make repairs to any area of our lives. The Lord knows who to fix and how to fix. The trio of the Father’s will, the Son’s words, and the Spirit’s works are all repair shop antidotes counteracting the effects of poison and disease. Fixing is the only way to be near Him. And Jehovah knows who are His because the one He fixes He brings near to him (Numbers 16:5). Is there any other remedy to something needed or wanted than the supplication of a definite fix from a definite Father. The attention we get and He gives now prepares us for the consistent stability of what comes later; the state of being where nothing needs or has to be fixed. Heaven and your hope of glory are so assembled that even though the distance is great now, Christ’s fix preserves our bearings on a different landmark; reconditioned and restored to what cannot be destroyed and what will no longer need fixed. Hallelujah and Amen.
(1) Ephesians 1:12
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Over The Shoulder
-Lay the gaff-
They that confide in Jehovah are as mount Zion, which cannot be moved; it abideth for ever. (Psalm 125:1)
Relegated destiny places, turns, even churns, yet is locked in. The tools are topsy-turvy and crux that lay the gaff. Such equipment with purpose wrenches and bolts the stanchions of mountains, even the bedrock of Zion. For on the Holy hill confidence is the alarm. They who confide in Jeshua sound like trumpets, though trembling their feet may be, the ground on which they stand cannot be moved. In these chatters, bumps, and brandishes of life we know the love which God has for us, and we confide in it (1 John 4:16). That the eye not lay hold of what is seen, only temporary things, but what is unseen: things of eternity (2 Corinthians 4:18). Be fitted for the composition of a kingdom assigned to you because of these things. So shall your wherewithal now become familiar as you give sense to them in the midnight hours. Rest your soul in deliberation of a higher stand that calls to what you are living with, to make everyday endure abundantly, more evident unto evermore, that which simply cannot be moved.
Selah & Amen
They that confide in Jehovah are as mount Zion, which cannot be moved; it abideth for ever. (Psalm 125:1)
Relegated destiny places, turns, even churns, yet is locked in. The tools are topsy-turvy and crux that lay the gaff. Such equipment with purpose wrenches and bolts the stanchions of mountains, even the bedrock of Zion. For on the Holy hill confidence is the alarm. They who confide in Jeshua sound like trumpets, though trembling their feet may be, the ground on which they stand cannot be moved. In these chatters, bumps, and brandishes of life we know the love which God has for us, and we confide in it (1 John 4:16). That the eye not lay hold of what is seen, only temporary things, but what is unseen: things of eternity (2 Corinthians 4:18). Be fitted for the composition of a kingdom assigned to you because of these things. So shall your wherewithal now become familiar as you give sense to them in the midnight hours. Rest your soul in deliberation of a higher stand that calls to what you are living with, to make everyday endure abundantly, more evident unto evermore, that which simply cannot be moved.
Selah & Amen
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Over The Shoulder
so he arose, and went and took hold of the horns of the altar. 1 Kings 1:50
The criminal in us has found an asylum by laying hold of the horns of the altar. The corner projections on the altar harbor protection; they are strong and they are smeared with blood. Horns are the chief means of attack and defense for the animals endowed with them. A salvation and strength is applied to them denoting prosperity and triumph sovereignly from Genesis through Revelation. Surely there is a significance in the psaltry language of them and for us – (1) You have exalted my horn like that of a wild ox; fine oils have been poured upon me. Each portrayal vests us in gaining of prosperity or cuts us off into poverty. Even the shout is projected from them in the battle forum. So strong is the horn of salvation that still we can arise, go and take hold and receive refuge without fear. For the horns of the altar have been chiefly christened, not in dead burnt offering sacrifices any longer but in living flesh of the Son of man, now to the four corners of all the earth. Make way for the re-establishment of pardon and protection, the vicarious asylum of our unworthiness raised, outstretched, and lifted high. No prosecution can bring us down from laying hold of salvation’s horns. As that blast protrudes, run to it, take residence there, and echo the ensuing ivory tower; affixed for you- take hold.
(1) – Psalm 92:10
The criminal in us has found an asylum by laying hold of the horns of the altar. The corner projections on the altar harbor protection; they are strong and they are smeared with blood. Horns are the chief means of attack and defense for the animals endowed with them. A salvation and strength is applied to them denoting prosperity and triumph sovereignly from Genesis through Revelation. Surely there is a significance in the psaltry language of them and for us – (1) You have exalted my horn like that of a wild ox; fine oils have been poured upon me. Each portrayal vests us in gaining of prosperity or cuts us off into poverty. Even the shout is projected from them in the battle forum. So strong is the horn of salvation that still we can arise, go and take hold and receive refuge without fear. For the horns of the altar have been chiefly christened, not in dead burnt offering sacrifices any longer but in living flesh of the Son of man, now to the four corners of all the earth. Make way for the re-establishment of pardon and protection, the vicarious asylum of our unworthiness raised, outstretched, and lifted high. No prosecution can bring us down from laying hold of salvation’s horns. As that blast protrudes, run to it, take residence there, and echo the ensuing ivory tower; affixed for you- take hold.
(1) – Psalm 92:10
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Over The Shoulder
“Oh, that someone would give me a drink of the water from the well of Bethlehem, which is by the gate!” 2 Samuel 23:15
When stronghold has us dug in, hemmed up good, and at jeopardy, thirsty we may become. When the enemy is camped around the well, it’s as if our quench will never be satisfied. And then mighty men break out. Lines are broken through, water is drawn, the gate shutters and it is brought to you. Have you ever been so thirsty that you feared for your life?
The cup of salvation is so detrimental to your being that it is poured out. Though your craving remains a drought, you cannot drink it. You pour it out to the Lord, every last bit, because of the peril ventured to bring it to you. Now there is a new gate at which you stand and three mighty Man repossesses the cup and says drink; all you who are weary drink. All who are bound up and pinned in come to the well. I have seen you hiding and have known your fear for life. Respond to the rescue and offer again a thanks and praise for the appointment I have for you. The antagonist and adversary may be camping but I dwell in front of you and more than all around, to break free of the brigade that so easily entangles so that your quench becomes my desire and in that you shall have unreceding geysers enlarge your territory; such deserts can’t deplete like irrigations. So sup what I bring you, poured out for you, battle grounds of battle grounds Holy and anointed. Amen.
When stronghold has us dug in, hemmed up good, and at jeopardy, thirsty we may become. When the enemy is camped around the well, it’s as if our quench will never be satisfied. And then mighty men break out. Lines are broken through, water is drawn, the gate shutters and it is brought to you. Have you ever been so thirsty that you feared for your life?
The cup of salvation is so detrimental to your being that it is poured out. Though your craving remains a drought, you cannot drink it. You pour it out to the Lord, every last bit, because of the peril ventured to bring it to you. Now there is a new gate at which you stand and three mighty Man repossesses the cup and says drink; all you who are weary drink. All who are bound up and pinned in come to the well. I have seen you hiding and have known your fear for life. Respond to the rescue and offer again a thanks and praise for the appointment I have for you. The antagonist and adversary may be camping but I dwell in front of you and more than all around, to break free of the brigade that so easily entangles so that your quench becomes my desire and in that you shall have unreceding geysers enlarge your territory; such deserts can’t deplete like irrigations. So sup what I bring you, poured out for you, battle grounds of battle grounds Holy and anointed. Amen.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Over The Shoulder
Fight the good fight of faith... 1 Timothy 6:12
Agony is intensely not the usual we would welcome with open arms. Such is an altercation much we make a habit to stay out of and away from as it means the exact opposite of peace. On what grounds should I tussle and wrangle over? I only want to habit to stay out of struggle. Yet the admonition given here in a letter to pastor Timothy is just that; to agonize. Our English word for fight here is derived from the term: agony and so that is exactly what Paul counsels Timothy and us to do here. The passage now unravels as you read it this way: Agonize the good fight of faith. Un-pretty as it may change your heart’s eyes, is the true embodiment of the faithful, for which this stands. Long suffering, prolonged pain, and mental struggle are the efforts needed to win. Fighting the good fight of faith issues these violent traits because our conflict is not of this world; it is over the spiritual domain. Unearthingly, this may not be the battle you adorn, yet be it to Christ who has taken on the very robe of agony in His winning of us - how can it not be then if we engage our lives uniform to His, that we should not also be clothed with the same passion.
Look not on to what you can see in your own glory, but on that which is unseen in power and on that who is only potent (verse 15), making you champion at His appearance. Fleshly acuteness directs us not to agonize while the supernatural pleads to enlist. It’s a choice of response. To hide on the sidelines and agree with the dirt, or to gear up and battle and agree with the heavens.
Mighty, mighty roars the drum from whence the tomb was shaken. Mightier the throb of heart of a Savior now awaken. Quick the hush it seldom seems for a warrior out regime. None the less, I’ll lay hold of the One who already carried my beam.
Yes. Amen.
Agony is intensely not the usual we would welcome with open arms. Such is an altercation much we make a habit to stay out of and away from as it means the exact opposite of peace. On what grounds should I tussle and wrangle over? I only want to habit to stay out of struggle. Yet the admonition given here in a letter to pastor Timothy is just that; to agonize. Our English word for fight here is derived from the term: agony and so that is exactly what Paul counsels Timothy and us to do here. The passage now unravels as you read it this way: Agonize the good fight of faith. Un-pretty as it may change your heart’s eyes, is the true embodiment of the faithful, for which this stands. Long suffering, prolonged pain, and mental struggle are the efforts needed to win. Fighting the good fight of faith issues these violent traits because our conflict is not of this world; it is over the spiritual domain. Unearthingly, this may not be the battle you adorn, yet be it to Christ who has taken on the very robe of agony in His winning of us - how can it not be then if we engage our lives uniform to His, that we should not also be clothed with the same passion.
Look not on to what you can see in your own glory, but on that which is unseen in power and on that who is only potent (verse 15), making you champion at His appearance. Fleshly acuteness directs us not to agonize while the supernatural pleads to enlist. It’s a choice of response. To hide on the sidelines and agree with the dirt, or to gear up and battle and agree with the heavens.
Mighty, mighty roars the drum from whence the tomb was shaken. Mightier the throb of heart of a Savior now awaken. Quick the hush it seldom seems for a warrior out regime. None the less, I’ll lay hold of the One who already carried my beam.
Yes. Amen.
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