Friday, May 15, 2026
You shall not surely die
Thursday, May 14, 2026
A Sin is a Sin
You and I can't make what is wrong, right. We can't take a bad thing or action, and turn either, into something worthwhile or beneficial. Notice now, how wicked mischievousness works. You do you, follow your heart, listen to your instincts, do what is best for you, let your conscience be your guide, are suggestive instructions that lead to permissive impressions on those that are susceptibly vulnerable to recommendations. In other words, loosey goosey thoughts and behaviours take over the flesh, when a person, or many persons, get a green light to do as their mood or urges see fit.
For instance, some people had the urge to continue working during covid, and some, in fact many, felt that their conscience would be assuaged after getting injected with recommended and propagandized not-good-for-anyone toxins. The regret and remorse for going against conscience is constant for those that now suffer the after effects of having gone with the crowd, which by the way, is never wise, when viewed from an ethical and moral perspective. NOTE: Crowds can turn into angry, restless, resentful mobs, and this we did witness, when hatred was generated and aimed toward anyone that did not get in on the protocol action during the covid craze.
Conscience is an early warning system to stop a person from wrong doing; conscience isn't do what you think is right, even when it is terribly, horribly wrong, but you feel it is perfectly okay with you. Stated differently, wrong is wrong, right is right. Truth cannot and does not, masquerade as a lie, and deception does not have sympathy and affection, for honesty. The two are diametrically opposed, and in saying this, I point out the confusion that is caused when conscience is used as an argument to commit sin, and I repeat what is quoted above from the mouth of Sproul, If you commit sin in good conscience, it's still a sin. If I break the law, and don't get caught, it does not suddenly make me innocent of wrongdoing.
Regret for convincing ourselves to do what is offensive to the soul, is a gift from God. The conscience can speak subtly or scream and shriek in horror, and these are valuable alarms that can jangle the senses, and have us snap back to reality. We can't manipulate facts to make ourselves feel better; people that do this are in the deepest of troubled waters, and may never reach the shore of truth.
The Bible makes many issues clear for our consideration, and there is no room for you or me, to play around with what God does, and does not, want us to do. If you got injected and regret it now, I pray you go on to the next step, and all the ones that follow, namely:
1. Repent before God by telling him you are sorry for disregarding your built in conscience that works for you, not against you.
2. Ask for help and healing if you are unwell: God is the Great Physician and what seems impossible for you or me, is well within his capable Almighty hands.
3. Read scripture to increase your wisdom factor and spiritual strength, so that when wicked men make suggestions, you will see through their shenanigans, and resist their vile attempts to impose their will on your life and being.
4. Live as a Christian in every God fearing and obedient way, and sin no more. You will feel insulated from the influences of the secular world, while remaining capable of interacting with your fellow-creatures.
5. Just to ensure safety and effectiveness, live God's commandments, and refrain from relying solely on your conscience, or suggestions for what is right for you from people you do not know or trust, that have no rights or authority over you. God is Sovereign, not the rulers or governors of this world, and he is the one we are to obey, even when people all around us, are live streaming in the opposite direction.
A sin is a sin is a sin, and dear one, you and I always know, when we are sinning against God.
Sunday, May 10, 2026
The Value of Veracity
Truth is a debt we owe one to another; and, if we love one another, we shall not deceive nor lie one to another. We belong to the same society or body, which falsehood or lying tends to dissolve; and therefore we should avoid it, and speak truth. Observe, Lying is a very great sin, a peculiar violation of the obligations which Christians are under, and very injurious and hurtful to Christian society (Matthew Henry, Acts to Revelation, Volume 6, page 570).
Think with me, about owing a debt of truth, one to another. What a fascinating concept: love does not lie, and if I love you, I am beholden to being a truth teller. I owe you the honour of being honest when we interact, and when we are out of each other's sight too. Deception, falsehood and lying, tend to dissolve society, and interpersonal relationships, and ought to be avoided, with only truth being spoken.
Matthew Henry calls lying a very great sin, a peculiar violation of the obligations Christians are under, injurious and hurtful to Christian society: Do you agree with this assessment?
What are you willing to do for the love of your life, dear one? What extremes will you go to, to secure and keep hold of what you adore? If what you want is out of reach, will you do anything, everything, to get closer, and make a grab for the object of your affections, as soon as you get close enough? How hard are you willing to try to have that precious item you crave and desire and can't stop thinking about, that haunts your dreaming hours and dogs your daytime mental meanderings? The Bible says the love of money is the root of all evil: Why money? What do you make of this love?
For the love of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows (1 Timothy 6:10).
If the love of money is the root of all evil, perhaps the love of truth is the source of all peace and happiness, purity and righteousness. You and I cannot buy love, it is priceless, but those that love money, believe they can buy anything they want, and that it will scratch the perpetual itch, that is want to be relieved. Will there ever be enough money to fill the void in souls gone sour on what really matters most? What matters most, you ask? Relationship with God and our fellow-creatures, matter the very most, dear one.
The expression, Making an honest living, just popped into my head. Honesty and truth are hand holding best buddies, and an honest person sometimes loses a business deal, by staying committed to veracity. Look now, to the top dog camera whores that sell their souls for a bit of air time, and how willing they are to slaughter their own spirit, and that of their neighbour, for the sake of financial gain, prestige, power, and even more camera time. Our society is deception soaked and sickened too, with cankers and sores marking and marring humanity. The masses have eaten and absorbed falsehoods, fibs, misleadings, manipulations, and malpractice for breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, and drinks, for decades. Is it any wonder people are dying of cancer in droves, when deception is their main source of sustenance?
Lying, as Matthew Henry aptly pointed out, is a peculiar violation of the obligations Christians are under, and if Christians are liars, one to another, what hope does a Christ-less global society have in the way of showing love and being love, to their neighbours? Love cannot, and does not, lie.
Lying is a very great sin. I ask you again, Do you agree with this Matthew Henry's assessment?
Coveting after money has people erring in their faith, and there is a piercing through with many sorrows, when a man or woman decides to forgo all the goodness God proffers, in favour of making their own way in the world, to secure the riches they crave and lust after. To err in faith is to mistrust God, by believing we must grab for the gusto, and make our own lives great and prosperous, separate from his provisions and blessings. We lie to ourselves when we actually believe we are in charge of our own existence, while knowing full well, we are not promised another tomorrow, and that death may come knocking at our door, at any given moment in our own timeline of life.
Lies nibble away at character. Lies chomp on integrity. Lies besmirch and belittle. Lies erode trust and cast dispersions. Lies mute and murder relationships. Satan is the father of lies, and if lying is your way of life, then the Devil is your daddy.
Truth fortifies the soul. Truth strengthens the bones. Truth shoots brilliant rays of divine light abroad. Truth encourages and edifies. Truth builds with bricks of beauty, bonds of friendship, kinship, brother and sisterhood, and a sense of holy familial unity, that is pure and spirit enriching. Jesus is the Truth, and if truth telling and living is your way of life, then God is your Abba Father, dear one, and I am very very happy for you!
Thursday, May 7, 2026
Mental Tenacity
As you may already know, I watch the tv show Survivor. The challenges that thrill me are the ones that have persevere or fail, stamped all over them. In group challenges, the stronger, athletic, and agile players, can somewhat carry the weaker participants when they lag, but the individual challenges are a different breed of animal, highlighting the stamina built into those that hang on, and continue to do so, even while everyone around them drop out of the game. It does my soul good to see strength on display in some characters that look like a gentle breeze could knock them over. How, pray tell, do they do what they do, winning rewards and immunity, by being the last guy or girl standing, hanging, balancing, etc?
I was finishing a half-hour strength training workout and when I checked the timer for about the fifth time, I saw I had one minute to go. I selected abs for my last set, and at about repetition number twenty, I started wondering, How much longer? How is a minute so looooong... and I recalled the Survivor players and how admirable they are, each time they commit to not quit. So I suffered that one minute of abs, and today I have the reward of soreness in my midsection! One moment please...
In one moment, one minute of time, we can make horrendous mistakes that impact a lifetime of living. In one moment, one minute of time, we may choose wisely and in a way, that ensures the future will be bright with a sense of peace and delight.
Jesus hung on a cross, weighed down with the sins of the world. He could have gotten off, being the God/man, but he did not. He endured the suffering, not for a moment in time, not for one little minute, but for excruciating hours. It wasn't just physical pain he endured, it was the grotesque and heinous wickedness we have committed as creatures, all the sick sins amassed atop Jesus, since man first walked the earth, with the sin accumulation continuing to this day. He died for us, dropping down, condescending to our lowly state, to elevate us to his majesty and glory, demonstrating what perfection acts and sounds like! Only God has the power to bestow strength, and only God has the power to resurrect the dead and enliven.
Some people endure suffering for the right reasons and rewards, while others suffer needlessly, with nary a prize in sight. Christian: you will be tempted and tried, you will be cut off and called names, for the sake of Christ: Are you prepared to mentally, emotionally, spiritually, tenaciously grip tightly to your faith in Christ as your Saviour?
Being strong is not an overnight achievement. Muscles of the physical and spiritual variety, require repeated and consistent attention and exertion. Maybe your abs are weak and you need to train them; and maybe your faith is weak, and you need to attend to it too. Chances are good you need work in both areas, and so:
Monday, May 4, 2026
A Sliver of Soap
I have my doubts, when the sky gets murky from chemical trail smudging. I sometimes flounder in my faith, when darkness attempts to close in and block the light; then the rays beam in, with dappling light interceding and reminding me, God goes before me, he goes before us, and we are heirs to his kingdom, as regenerates, redeemed children, that once, perhaps not long ago, were far from him and his glory, but are now drawn near by his grace and mercy through Christ the LORD.
Is the sliver of soap enough to wipe the sky clean and clear of its murky smudges, and can I use the same shrinking bar, to wash my mind of all irritation for what the evil and wicked ones have done thus far, in their attempts to destroy God's creation, and namely, his prized possession, humanity? Can I take that sliver of soap and rub the smirks off the faces that arrogantly display their cruel intentions of harming their fellow-creatures, via airborne, injectable, and ingestible toxins?
It is to God I go for my answers, for the reassurance I need, to know that he is well aware of the circumstances and situations we now find ourselves in. The apostle Paul spoke truth in the face of being terrorized by the enemy of souls, and nothing has changed since the dawn of man regarding some being haters of God's word, will, and way, and some of us being adorers of our beloved Abba Father and being desirous too, of obeying his commands, with his Holy Spirit strength giving us the power to resist the Devil and his trickster influences.
The sliver of soap is enough to wash away the sprinkling of doubt that has a tendency to shade the shine of faith, when I go to the source of great light. The men in the air will one day have their wings clipped. They fly like eagles, soaring high, and they forget, that God gave them the gift of resisting gravity, for a time, and that abusing privilege's bestowed, will one day have them pulled into the grave, disabled and without choice, and punished too, for daring to demand death from humans God gave life to.
See the photo, a colourful playful pig made of metal, a plant called a spider, a desert cactus blooming corral flowers with yellow middles: the joy of the Lord fills me with hope each new morning, and I pray this is true for you too, dear one. I pray that the sliver of hope that you have translates into prayers for the lost, the lonely, the ones that have given up and believe that there is nothing more to look forward to because the wicked rule and reign without stoppage. This, quite simply, is not true. God is Sovereign over all and always has been and forever will be.
It matters what we say and do and how it influences and impacts our fellow man. It matters because we can help or harm others, to our commendation or to our damnation. The tampering with weather is diabolical, and I grin as I type this reminder to you and me both:
Friday, May 1, 2026
We Have Ants
Thursday, April 30, 2026
Piggy & Spiddy
Piggy hadn't a clue of how adorable he looked, adorned in his multicoloured and crimped skin; meanwhile, Spiddy took to striking stripes in shades of green and white, without fanfare, and with much admirable modesty. The two were an unlikely pairing, and yet, their happiness was in the seed of friendship.
With a wag of his bouncing head, pig nods frequently in agreement with many things spider has to say. Encouragement from Piggy always feels comforting and uplifting to Spiddy - from his lofty spot atop pigs back, spider has a breathtaking view of his surrounds, and sharing what he sees with pig brings him great joy. Pigs, as you may very well already know, have tendencies toward cheerfulness, taking pleasure in playful banter, and goofy rutting about, with a bit of harmless and mutually entertaining mud slinging, thrown into the mix. Both Piggy and Spiddy get great satisfaction from their dynamic duo antics, and they do count on one another in numerous ways. Daily, in each other's most excellent company, Piggy's multi-coloured panels of skin brighten; likewise, Spiddy's stripes become sharper, more distinguishable, and more defined.
The seed of friendship was long ago planted, and now flourishes uniting forever, Piggy and Spiddy. Oddly, the two hadn't a clue, that what they thought they were was really something quite different, from what they actually are. Strange, isn't it, to think one way, and have reality be another? The pig was made of tough stuff that could be shaped into waves of wonderment. The spider had long reaching for the stars and down toward the earth, extending arms with pointed tips. Piggy looked like a pig, of the best sort of course, making himself useful for planting good ideas and kind thoughts, and Spiddy was brilliantly breath giving, cleaning the air and clearing it too, of all that needn't be in a room. But as I stated earlier, the two oddly hadn't a clue, that they weren't who they thought they were...
How can a pig outside of a pen be a pig, without being a pig at all? How, pray tell, can a spider climb upward and drop downward too, without for one second, existing as a web spinning spider? Ahh, the great mysteries we face and try to figure out, have us riddled with curiosity, don't they?!





