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Cultural sin...vile but packaged as pure. Poetry is a way for me to express what I am helpless to verbalize. I cry out for the world y'all.


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A Poetic Comment on Cultural Sin

Society in general tends to beautify sin.

Normalize sin.

Cultural sin...vile but packaged as pure. Poetry is a way for me to express what I am helpless to verbalize. I cry out for the world y'all.

In reality sin is dark, crude, and filthy.

Steaming excrement.

The masses cry to turn off the light,

when truth tries to penetrate.

A brutal confrontation with one’s own darkness

in comparison to our Savior’s purity

is the beginning of everything.

Of everything!

Stand before the inner darkness oh soul,

vomit from the stench,

then purposely,

painfully,

let Jesus burn the evil within

to oblivion

until all that is left

is light.

Cultural sin...vile but packaged as pure.  Poetry is a way for me to express what I am helpless to verbalize.  I cry out for the world y'all.

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Don't discount modern day parables. Jesus used lost sheep and coins to relate to His time in history, who says He can't update His repertoire using your life?


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The Parable of the Lost Passports

If you don’t travel outside of the country then you cannot possibly know just how disconcerting misplacing a passport is, especially if you already have bought the plane tickets.  I was reading through my 2015 journal and was reminded that about a year ago I lost our passports.  So what does one do when in a situation like this?

Don't discount modern day parables.   Jesus used lost sheep and coins to relate to His time in history,  who says He can't update His repertoire using your life?

Spend five hours tearing the house apart from top to bottom.

FIVE hours.

And they were there all along.  I had even unknowingly held them in my hand.   It was as if God had blinded me so I could gain insights from this struggle.  A personal parable.  A spiritual lesson.  Here is what I learned:

  1.  My husband was not the same man I married.  In our early years my husband tended to see the glass as half empty.  This same man partnered with me in the passport search and did not complain once.  And when the allusive passports were found, he laughed with me.  A spiritual  change in a husband is cause for celebration.
  2. If you pray for something, God might take you on a five hour “journey” to find it.  Yes, I found the passport, but I also found my prayer list that had been missing for a while too.  I always felt like I was forgetting to pray for certain people and would repeatedly ask God to help me find it.  Was this passport trek an answer to my prayer about the list?  I’ll bet God was laughing along with us that day.
  3. Figuratively, I learned that seeking a lost soul is hard work.  And maybe the lost are right there under your nose…right where you least expect them to be.
  4. By all means the most profound lesson I learned was that God is the one who brings the lost, not me.  I just have to be actively searching, so that when a soul’s heart is opened by Jesus, I am there to speak life to them.  see Acts 16:1

Don't discount modern day parables. Jesus used lost sheep and coins to relate to His time in history, who says He can't update His repertoire using your life?

 

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Have you ever prayer for something for a LONG time, something that hurts your heart, something that has become a depressing ritual of petition to the Father? Have you ever seen a glimmer that your vigil is coming to an end? A speck of hope?


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Is Your Endurance Inspired by Hope?

Have you ever prayed for something for a LONG time, something that hurts your heart, something that has become a depressing ritual of petition to the Father?  Have you ever seen a glimmer that your vigil was coming to an end?  A speck of hope?  A crumb the Father sends to you to let you know things are not quite as desperate as once thought?  An endurance inspired by hope?  1 Thessalonians 1:2-3

Have you ever prayer for something for a LONG time, something that hurts your heart, something that has become a depressing ritual of petition to the Father?  Have you ever seen a glimmer that your vigil is coming to an end?  A speck of hope?

 

Hope

In the blindness of the dark, it is the feel of a hand on your back.

In the panic of falling, it is the open chute.

In the drifting sailboat, it is the kiss of a breeze.

In the confusion of lies, it is the whisper of truth.

In the isolation of self, it is the elbow in the ribs.

In the sadness of despair, it is the embrace of love.

Hope

 We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation. And this hope will not lead to disappointment. For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love. Romans 5:3-5 NLT

And hope, when fully realized, brings a life of joy…even while you wait.

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Sometimes all someone needs is an uncomplicated way of looking at the entire story of man and God. Read my version written like a parable. I also posted my latest video where I discuss what scripture has to say about what will happen to the body when Christ comes back. Please share with someone who is struggling with the death of someone they love, or their own mortality.


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Tripping Over Gravestones. A Happily Ever After Story.

 

 

 

 

Sometimes all someone needs is an uncomplicated way of looking at the entire story of man and God. Read my version written like a parable. I also posted my latest video where I discuss what scripture has to say about what will happen to the body when Christ comes back. Please share with someone who is struggling with the death of someone they love, or their own mortality.

This is a true story.

In the beginning there were beloved children, adored by their Father.  They were given the freedom to frolic and play, as long as they didn’t wander out of the light.  One day they noticed an expansive shadow that seemed cool and alluring.  It invited them into its satisfying darkness.   The deeper they wandered, the more lost they became.  Thorns ripped their feet and choked the soil.   They tripped over gravestones.  The lost children called out for their Father, but He was far away.   He was Light, and Light could not step into darkness.  But the Father did not abandon His children.  He called out instructions to them on how to live in the darkness.   Blood sacrifices were required, but  were never enough to cleanse.  Never enough to bring the lost back into the light.  The Father longed for his missing sons and daughters.  He would do ANYTHING to live with them again. ANYTHING.

And then the purist of Lambs stepped forward, His name was LOVE.  He walked resolutely into the darkness, lighting the way with His words from the Father, words of hope.  But not all the wanderers followed the Lamb.  Most were accustomed to the gloom, and had forgotten what the Father’s voice sounded like.  Many tried to silence LOVE,  and so spilled the blood of the perfect Lamb.

Finally a sacrifice that was enough.

It was finished.

But, LOVE could not stay dead.  Those who believed LOVE was the perfect Lamb were given the Father’s light to speak. A lure to the lost.  Words of a future…where darkness is banished…graves gone…thorns burned up.  And in that future, the Father walks with His children once again in glorious light. 

But for now we wait.

Let me speak of LOVE to you.  His name is Jesus.

Dear Friends, I have written this version of God’s LOVE story for you to share with others. Here is a PDF for you to print out. This is a true story PDF Sometimes all someone needs is just another way of looking at this love story.  I intend this story to be a seed.  Certainly there are missing pieces…scriptures that the next gardener will  use when they water the seed.  As I travel this summer, I plan to tape copies of this story on the inside of bathroom stall doors, hotels, my cruise, rest areas, and other stops all over America.

I would love for you to watch my latest video when I take a walk in a Neches River graveyard.  Have you been wondering what will happen to your body when Jesus comes?  You won’t stay dead that’s for sure.

Picture:  The title picture is of the Neches River  taken while walking in the graveyard featured in this video.

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