"They are like children sitting in the marketplace, and calling to one another, saying, "We played the flute for you, and you did not dance; we mourned to you, and you did not weep." Luke 7: 32 NKJV
We all do it! Shake our heads and whisper, "What is going on with this generation? What are they thinking?" All our bewildering questions only bring more inaction from the lost. Ignorance and arrogance clouds the mind of the rebellious soul. All the worldly entrapments tease their hedonistic mindset. Like children, the arrogant swirl with satanic excitement to a forbidden beat. Around and around the wicked waltz toward the fiery pit. Eat, drink, and be merry! Don’t worry about tomorrow! Like children, they lack wisdom and discernment. Around and around the wicked waltz to a satanic beat with no thought for tomorrow.
The Lord looks down from His heavenly throne this morning and shakes His head. It isn’t for lack of caring about the rebellious hearts. Their ignorance of His death brings tears to the King of Glory. Their arrogance shatters all future plans for their redemption. The Lord plays the flute calling the rebellious. But they didn’t hear Him. Will the arrogant hear this: "And the Lord said, "To what then shall I liken the men of this generation, and what are they like?" His message never changes. But remember this, God will not always strive with us. Neither will he keep his anger forever. Listen, while you have a change to hear his message of redemption.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Guilded Cage
"But you, O LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts my head high."
Psalm 3: 3 NLT
If there is one thing that I desperately need, it is divine protection. Often, I walk, drive, and enjoy life without a thought of the enemy’s attacks. Without notice trouble hits my soul broadside. My enemy knows that I’m vulnerable without divine protection. How powerful is the LORD’s protection?
In the corner of my family room, Twitty sings. A metal cage surrounds this American songbird. Secure in his world, Twitty sings with joy. Without thought of harm, Twitty enjoys the gentle breezes from an open window. His life is secure and happy. Until, Patches and Tiger invaded his world of leisure. The natural instinct of a tabby cat is my feathered friend. It didn’t take long before Patches took a leap from the couch to the metal cage. Wham! Hit broadside by a flying cat, Twitty shook with fear. With a tasty meal on Patches’s mind, he climbs to the top of Twitty’s cage. Without notice Twitty’s world of leisure ended.
Even with Patches’ desire for Twitty, the metal cage fends off each attempt. Tiny paws can’t reach my feathered friend. Twitty understands that without this metal cage, he is lunch. Patches and Tiger, also, understand the need to hunt.
It doesn’t matter which cat attempts this feat, Twitty’s leisure world ended with my two new fury friends. So it is with my soul and Satan’s attempts to invade my leisure world. Without the LORD’s shield, I’m Satan’s lunch. It doesn’t matter how or when; a broadside attack is unavoidable. But, this I know, the LORD’s shield is secure against Satan attempts.
Copyright 2007 Patricia Charlton
Psalm 3: 3 NLT
If there is one thing that I desperately need, it is divine protection. Often, I walk, drive, and enjoy life without a thought of the enemy’s attacks. Without notice trouble hits my soul broadside. My enemy knows that I’m vulnerable without divine protection. How powerful is the LORD’s protection?
In the corner of my family room, Twitty sings. A metal cage surrounds this American songbird. Secure in his world, Twitty sings with joy. Without thought of harm, Twitty enjoys the gentle breezes from an open window. His life is secure and happy. Until, Patches and Tiger invaded his world of leisure. The natural instinct of a tabby cat is my feathered friend. It didn’t take long before Patches took a leap from the couch to the metal cage. Wham! Hit broadside by a flying cat, Twitty shook with fear. With a tasty meal on Patches’s mind, he climbs to the top of Twitty’s cage. Without notice Twitty’s world of leisure ended.
Even with Patches’ desire for Twitty, the metal cage fends off each attempt. Tiny paws can’t reach my feathered friend. Twitty understands that without this metal cage, he is lunch. Patches and Tiger, also, understand the need to hunt.
It doesn’t matter which cat attempts this feat, Twitty’s leisure world ended with my two new fury friends. So it is with my soul and Satan’s attempts to invade my leisure world. Without the LORD’s shield, I’m Satan’s lunch. It doesn’t matter how or when; a broadside attack is unavoidable. But, this I know, the LORD’s shield is secure against Satan attempts.
Copyright 2007 Patricia Charlton
Sunday, February 8, 2009
A Chair By The Window
"Fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. Knowledge of the Holy One results in understanding" Proverbs 9: 10 NLT
Your chair is waiting and your tea has been made. I can’t wait to hear from you. There will be laughter and tears. We will share many a moment you and I. Your first visit was so awkward and embarrassing. Even though you felt uncomfortable, I saw you as my child in whom I took great pleasure. The more often you come to sit in your chair by the window, the more you opened your heart. Only then did you begin to understand my heart towards you. There was nothing good that I would deny you – my child.
Now that you have grown, remember wisdom comes from many counselors. Good advise given by those who have experienced everything is worth more than gold. Do you still need some good advice? Your chair is waiting for you. Remember always that the fear of the Lord is the beginning of all wisdom.
Also, remember this my child, home is "Where your heart is". Where is your heart? My heart’s desire for you will never change. The desire to bring you good and joy to all of your life experiences. I, also, long to hear about your trials and triumphs. My memories of your visits bring me great joy and also sadness. Why not come for a visit? Your chair is waiting by the window.
Signed
Your Father
GOD
Your chair is waiting and your tea has been made. I can’t wait to hear from you. There will be laughter and tears. We will share many a moment you and I. Your first visit was so awkward and embarrassing. Even though you felt uncomfortable, I saw you as my child in whom I took great pleasure. The more often you come to sit in your chair by the window, the more you opened your heart. Only then did you begin to understand my heart towards you. There was nothing good that I would deny you – my child.
Now that you have grown, remember wisdom comes from many counselors. Good advise given by those who have experienced everything is worth more than gold. Do you still need some good advice? Your chair is waiting for you. Remember always that the fear of the Lord is the beginning of all wisdom.
Also, remember this my child, home is "Where your heart is". Where is your heart? My heart’s desire for you will never change. The desire to bring you good and joy to all of your life experiences. I, also, long to hear about your trials and triumphs. My memories of your visits bring me great joy and also sadness. Why not come for a visit? Your chair is waiting by the window.
Signed
Your Father
GOD
Monday, February 2, 2009
Circumstancial Evidence
"For we shall all stand before the judgement seat of Christ." Romans 14: 10
The courtroom buzzed with excitement. The overhead fan swirled in the sweltering heat from a mid August heat wave. In the upper balcony, a young woman cried. How would her friend prove his innocence? Trembling with fear, Mary leaned forward to catch a final glimpse. So many accusers and so little evidence, how would he prove his innocence? Every eye focused on the judge’s door. "All rise, the Supreme Court is now in session."
Silence covered the room. A sterned faced judge glared at the accused. In his court, evidence speaks louder than words. No defense lawyer ever won without facts. The accused hung his head in shame. Would his actions prove loyal to the king of Kings? Witness after witness gave testified to his treasonous actions. Clearly the man was guilty. Where was his evidence proving his innocence? Trembling with fear, a shaky voice whispered, "Your honor, (gasp) look at my life. (Gasp) Find the evidence of my innocence from my good works." On that day, Mary’s friend stood alone. Would his life prove innocence or treason? "Bring his record before me!" the judge roared. Gasping with excitement, every eye focused on the screen above the judge’s head.
What finally proved the accused innocence? Was it circumstantial evidence or facts? Could you defend your loyalty to the king of Kings by your life? If not! I challenge you today to research your evidence. Look at your life for the facts not from shallow words. Your future judgement depends upon your evidence.
Copyright 2007 Patricia Charlton
The courtroom buzzed with excitement. The overhead fan swirled in the sweltering heat from a mid August heat wave. In the upper balcony, a young woman cried. How would her friend prove his innocence? Trembling with fear, Mary leaned forward to catch a final glimpse. So many accusers and so little evidence, how would he prove his innocence? Every eye focused on the judge’s door. "All rise, the Supreme Court is now in session."
Silence covered the room. A sterned faced judge glared at the accused. In his court, evidence speaks louder than words. No defense lawyer ever won without facts. The accused hung his head in shame. Would his actions prove loyal to the king of Kings? Witness after witness gave testified to his treasonous actions. Clearly the man was guilty. Where was his evidence proving his innocence? Trembling with fear, a shaky voice whispered, "Your honor, (gasp) look at my life. (Gasp) Find the evidence of my innocence from my good works." On that day, Mary’s friend stood alone. Would his life prove innocence or treason? "Bring his record before me!" the judge roared. Gasping with excitement, every eye focused on the screen above the judge’s head.
What finally proved the accused innocence? Was it circumstantial evidence or facts? Could you defend your loyalty to the king of Kings by your life? If not! I challenge you today to research your evidence. Look at your life for the facts not from shallow words. Your future judgement depends upon your evidence.
Copyright 2007 Patricia Charlton
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