No Frankensteins

Lord, people say that sometimes the idea of something is better than the real thing, but not with You.  You alone know the beginning and the end, for You are the Alpha and the Omega.  There are no Frankensteins with You; no ideas that begin with a virtue and end with a curse.  When we trust in You, we are putting all of life into alignment.  Future generations centuries from now can experience the blessings from what You are doing at this very moment.  You alone tie up all loose ends from the beginning of time to the cross to when Jesus comes again.

You know the plan, You know my heart, You know I’m Man, You know my part. 

May I play it as I am able, beyond my reckoning, its all on the table. 

May You reveal to me my daily portion, not too much or I’ll forget my lines, not too little or I’ll lose focus and try to play parts I was never meant to.  For when I come to a door that is shut, its not enough to simply knock, it never is.  I knock, then knock, then knock again.  If knocking doesn’t do it maybe forcing it will.  Might as well call me Abraham and the door Ishmael because when I break through, a mess I will make.  Thank You for the grace that teaches me to wait.

Tell the Future

Are there dreams yet to be fulfilled?

Is there a problem we can put our efforts into solving?

A frontier yet to be explored?

That is the lot of each coming generation.  Working to dream it, solve it, explore it gives us meaning, it gives us purpose.  Solving it fulfills our dreams, our imaginations, and proves our worth.  Exploring it opens the door to new possibilities and gives us new dreams, let alone provides the plot for a tv show.  Who knows what could be behind that door?  Will we finally achieve something that will be a self-sustaining continual victory?  Or will there be just another problem for the next generation to solve?  If there isn’t what will become of them?  If there is no problem, if we have finally achieved nirvana what will be our fate?  Who knows, maybe success will become the problem and someone will want to turn back the clock and start over.  But how far back do we go?  We know so much now, but if we don’t tell our kids how will they know?  The future still depends on us playing our part, that we tell the ones to come what has happened, what we have done about it, and what is still needing to be done.

Only one thing has been done that’s effects will reach to the end of time, and only one thing has been done that will reach even further.  Both are complete with nothing left undone.  Adam and Eve’s sin cursed all mankind, Jesus’ death, burial, and resurrection lifted it from us.

May future generations be told of You Lord, told of Your love for them.

The Crucible of the Blood

We excuse so much for a pathetic and ultimately cursed allowance. May the power of God reveal to you the vastness of the inheritance that is yours.

What is the price you ask? Pride for some:  you will always know you didn’t earn it and never could.  Self-hatred for others:  you have been given an identity that reaches deeper than condemnation.  Or a hybrid of both:  you have been shown a place beyond survival to possibilities beyond your imagination.

This could be the source of great joy and freedom, or interminable fear and frustration which would explain why you choose to enter in or not.

This, the crucible of the blood of Christ.

When it comes to Waterfalls

“Jesus, You are my Lord.  My life is Yours.”

I say it every day.  Do I believe it?  Or do I say it out of fear, to convince myself that I do?  Have I bought into all that is said by those who call themselves atheists?  Do I agree with the group that says it’s all a lie?  That the Word of God is a tattered cloth barely recognizable as a historical document let alone as something to be used to limit and direct science and life.

No, I do not say it out of fear.  I say it out of love.  I say it because He gave His life for mine.  Atheists have no respect for authority, and as it turns out, neither do scientists who toss the Bible aside as if it has no say in what they do.  Of course, they need it all to be a lie, of course, they need God to not exist, that is the pill they believe will set them free.

My words may all seem nonsense to many.  I try to not make it hard for those who want to find fault in me, for those who want to say I am the deluded one.  For when it comes to waterfalls, I am one you’ll find with his head in them.  They are as the blessings of the Lord washing down on me.

All of my experiences both good and bad reveal to me that God is real and that He is love.  So yes, once again I say,

“Jesus, You are my Lord.  My life is Yours.”

No Stop In Me

Lord, its funny how much I need prayer to remind me how much You love me. May there be no stop in me. You who heal the lame, You who make the blind see, You who redeem the lost, You who save the upright, You who make all things new, You who never fails. You who raise the dead, You who know how many hairs are on my head. May there be no stop in me because there never was in You.