At His word

The Lord reminded me this morning about how Peter was told by Jesus in Luke 5 that peter should go out and let down his nets, even though Peter said "Lord we have been out all night and have caught nothing, yet AT YOUR WORD I will do it." We know the story, he caught so much fish that he called another boat over, and they both started sinking because there was so much fish. I have been told by teachers that this might have been a months worth of fishing, but they left it all and followed Him.
At His Word. Wow, what a phrase.
At His Word:
The demons flee
The dead come back to life
The blind see
The deaf hear

There are so many more, at His Word. I want to be at His beck and call, I want to be At His Word at all times. He alone is worthy of that kind of attention, and I need to give Him that kind of attention!
Lord help us to believe in Your words so much that nothing else can even be spoke and believed, except Your Words, YOu are worthy, You are holy, You are good, You are faithful, You are wonderful,marvelous, mighty, and I Love you, in Jesus Name, amen.

Playing war

I was playing the card game war with my 6 year old this morning. One thing that struck me is that whenI have an ace, or king os such I have this expectation that I am going to win, but when I have a lower care especially like a 2 or 3 I know I am probably not going to win. But what's weird with God is there re not probably's, there's only' s. Only His Word, only right or wrong, only black or white, there is no other. We don't always like that, we want grays, we want maybes, or do we?
Do we really want a maybe when we're about to get married, or applying for a job, or making the team? Do we want maybe's when we stand be fore Him on that great and final days?
Let's not believe in maybes, let's believe in only's, and be confident that He holds all the aces, and all the high cards, and the deck is stacked, in fact it's His.

Have faith, the faith He gives you, and believe!

James 1:2 My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials,

If this is instruction, how many of us do this? If not, and it is instruction, what are we missing by not doing it, counting it all joy?

3 knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience.

Do we have patience? Do we lack it? Follow #1, count it all joy! This has to be possible, otherwise He would not tell us to do it, what kind of a Father would He be if He asked us to do something that was not possible!

4 But let patience have its perfect work,

Ooh, do I do that, do I even let patience work in me at all some days, so, what if I don't, and what happens if I do:

"that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing."

Perfect and complete, lacking nothing?! Whaaa, have I ever even heard this preached from any pulpit, except for maybe some crazy charismatic church, but their crazy..so does God really intend us to be perfect and holy, is that what He made us to be? And that "lacking nothing" REALLY? I can lack nothing....He says it, is His Word true, can it really be used for correction, teaching and reproof?


5 If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him.

If I ask for wisdom, it will be given, and liberally...how come we seem to be able to believe this more than Him making us perfect and holy by the way?

6 But let him ask in faith, with no doubting,

Is this a catch....so I have to believe without doubting...so if I doubt, it aint' workin', right?

for he who doubts is like a wave of the sea driven and tossed by the wind.

Don't we feel like that sometimes? It's a place n the sea He never intended us to be!

7 For let not that man suppose that he will receive anything from the Lord;

Whoa, this is definitely not preached, we won't receive anything from the Lord if we doubt, wow, I guess He wants me to believe, if not:

8 he is a double-minded man, unstable in all his ways.

It seems I meet a ton of believers that seem really unstable, and it's really sad, it is REALLY sad. What are we missing as believers...when we don't believe...."Lord, let us have faith, let us believe, in Jesus Name, amen!"

Great white eating machine

I had this dream last night that a great white had gotten a hold on me waist down, holding me in it's mouth. This great big eating machine had me in it's clutches and wasn't letting go. Then I had some kind of really sharp arrow, so I started poking, slicing, cutting in any way I could, poked it's eyes out so it couldn't see, then realizing it could still smell and that's how it feeds, I cut around there too. The weapon in my hand even changed soI could use it like a knife or dagger too.
The eating machine was me. The lust for whatever I wanted and often did not deny myself is consuming me. I hate this man of sin, and I commit to the Lord that I will not entreat him in any way, I will not fulfill the lusts with it's passions, but I will crucify that fleshly man so he no longer has place in my life, or my children's, or my wife. SO that I can be an effective witness for Him in every way.

This eating machine it's eating you and me
It starts out with very little, then half of me
It chews and gnaws till there's nothing left
It grabs what it wants, feeding with no regret
I give in to it's passions so much
It consumes the very life , as I feed it so much
Never satisfied it craves so much more
More than I have noting left in my store
Why do I give into these passions of shame
Given over to another this is no game

It's like a great white eating machine
Consuming all in it's path
Never satisfied until I crucify it all
This tendency to lust that covers me in it's bath
Of fleshly indulgence
It's a death path

Why do I wander to pastures unknown
Leave the grassy plains to where my fancies are flown
It carries me to places of no rest
A cancer eating away at my chest
where my heart resides I give it my all
To take away all this my life it will gnaw
Until it's all gone
I've benn played like it's pawn

Feasting on my lusts, it craves more right now
Can't wait another moment or I'll have a cow
Impatience breeds anger no love found here
In this place of self satisfying driven by fear
Or maybe it's just passion, results the same
A hole in my heart no full of shame
There's no good in the me of my self
a pitiful end a mindless gulf
Turn instead to a God of Love
sent in the form of a son and settles like a dove
In a wandering wagon of lust and despair
I wander no more, my will His fare

For He paid the price with His sacrifice of Love in the air
On that cold lifeless day where He was crucified there
He did not ask me to die in His name
He asks me to live just the same
For Him with all that I have and do not
Trusting in His love to fill my cup
Not with everything I wanted and more
But everything He has in store

You see He loves me and redeems my shame
Calling on Him, and trusting His name
The name that is above every other no matter
He fills my plate, with no room for the latter
Now I fill on His mercies anew
All around lay my that no longer stick like a glue
Of torrential rain
Filling my heart and my brain
All the things I've ever needed are here
Bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh will follow me there
My wife and my kids will no longer suffer cause I
Could not put down that last piece of pie

Hey fat guy

I saw a fat guy sitting on a rock eating his food with his hands, he seemed homeless and destitute, and I heard the Lord say that could have been me. It was His saving grace that set me free!! This could have been the picture: sitting on a rock feeding my flesh, given over to my lusts, coveting most things around me. A little song seemed appropriate!
Hey fat guy sitting on a rock feeding his own flesh with his hands
That could have been me, a stark realization of what I could be; stands
Fat guy sitting on a rock, what about me
A fat guy in the mirror you, have become me
Given into the flesh I want to go wild
Eating all the chocolate I can heaped ip in a pile
Hey fat guy I'm looking at me
Trade the ice cream for a seat by the sea
Watch the waves roll from the horizon
By the sea where He sits to teach me
I go off on my fleshly indulgence
And wonder why the time flies
My clock tells me there's only so much left before we die
Spending the time on me instead of You
What have I done with my self I'm through
It's the whole power of one that separates the men from the boys
One is the Body all else is the noise
We compromise all we do, should be plain to see
Our lives are for You and not for me.
But there's choice to make
Will it be He or me
I'm choosing Life
Cause He set me free

The sins of their fathers.

Gal 6:7 What a man sows that he will reap. If I sow in my flesh will I not reap dead things, lifeless things? But also if I sow in The sweet Holy Spirit will I not reap all the fruits of the Spirit; Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, gentleness and self control? Yes! (Gal 5:22) One of the fruits of the Spirit is self control, and patience so if I'm not walking in the Spirt will I still display the fruits of the Spirit?

Exodus 34:7 The sins of the fathers will pass on to the children. If I am a fleshly man, will I not pass this on to my kids? But if I walk in the Spirit will my children not inherit those blessings as well? I believe so. "Lord, please remove the things of the flesh in my life, and in my children's lives, they don't need it and neither do I, in Jesus name, amen."

So let us be children of the light, and walk as children of the Light, and not in darkness any more!
In Jesus Name, amen!

The Lord is not slack, but we are!

2 Peter 3:9, the Lord is not slack concerning His promises...but is long suffering...not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.
If we are to be evangelists, because He wishes for none to perish but for all to come to repentance, shouldn't we be working feverishly to see people being called to repentance? Should there not even be a certain percentage of the Church whose focus is this?
"Thank you Lord for not being slack concerning Your promises, You are so kind to wait for us, more than a perfect gentlemen, holding the door open for his lady, You wait patiently for Your Bride, hold that door open for years, waiting...let us not make you wait, with hand extended. For 2,000 years now you've been standing at the door knocking, waiting. Please wait a little longer, please help us to be obedient not frittering away the time you give us. It's precious and short the time we have, help us not barry it in the ground for fear of what You may think, or worse yet of what "they might thing, help us to be obedient to Your word.
In Jesus Name, amen."