Men want to express themselves so they communicate; they use words, writing, sound, painting, drawing, and photography. The creative soul sees a thing in its mind or in its eye and translates visions into symbols with meaning. He pronounces a sound a certain way and charges the airway with reverberations conveying a feeling of fear, […]
Tag: desire
At first glance you may think I mean that Christ needs to accept our way of worshiping Him; not at all! What I do mean is that our presentation of the Gospel to the world at large needs to be on our terms, the terms of Truth, and not the world’s terms. But, the world […]
Understanding the Time
It is interesting to watch how Christians react to information inspired and animated by the world. I am not pointing a finger at anyone else because I have been caught up in the hysteria myself. But, it is still interesting to analyze and to weigh where we ourselves are positioned in this pre-tribulation test. Do […]
How the Church Justifies the World
Man is justified by grace, that we all know, and that is not the issue here. But, the issue is that there are errors in the thinking of conventional Christianity, by conventional Christianity I mean that which is recognized in the Church as the highest spiritual example, the standard for everything else. Today’s Christians, in […]
Puzzled About the Plague of Coronavirus?
I’m a little puzzled! With all the “faith” healers that surround the President, and all the television charlatans who harp their healing abilities, and all the spiritual millionaires selling books and filling stadiums, and all the Kenneth Copeland’s, and Pat Robertson’s, and T. D. Jakes, Jimmy Swaggart’s, Peter Popoff’s, Jack Van Impe’s, and Jesse Duplantis’, […]
Blistering Heat and A Boiling Caldron
“He makes the depths seethe like a boiling caldron and stirs up the sea like blistering oil” The world is fighting evil on every front and every nation sees its neighbor as evil. Man has not fought his most difficult battle because it is the battle he must fight with himself, his own flesh. The […]
The road beneath is dark and dead, Visions and memories invade our sick heads. Where hope once lived and flowers grew; Where butterflies flittered and birds flew. Now, little other care have we; Now, the road and blackness are all we see. Away, to nowhere, a place to hide, No color, no feeling, just yellow […]