The Gate

Acts 3:10 - "And they knew that it was he that sat for alms at the Beautiful Gate of the Temple: and they were filled with wonder and amazement at that which had happened unto him."

"You may not have known my full story but for the only recorded moment of my healing and the events that followed me in scripture for all to see" ...words from the former Beautiful Gate paralytic (remaining anonymous for this interview) for the Jerusalem Gazette... as he spoke on to Gazette Reporter Shalmon Truleehope :- "You see ... timing prior to this event had me mad because all the rumors of Jesus healing people never blessed me; because I never made it to see Him until that pitiless day that He was nailed to the Cross. My helpers that would normally carry me to the Beautiful Gate decided to take me to the entertainment of the day. Truly I was horrified by what I saw, but was soon sucked into the chanting - "Crucify Him!" I was so mad because any hope for my healing was now being nailed to a Roman cross." He stopped to sob as if he was still there ...then his face began to radiate --- "Never in my hopeless dreams would I expect, weeks later, to be begging at the temple after my cursing on that horrible day ... to find that this Jesus still would love me through His believers ... hey no apologies and I was healed: I choose to now love Him openly in the Beautiful Gate!" ....excerpt from the interview in the Jerusalem Gazette August 1, AD 33.

There are passageways and vestibules to life events that lay before everyone of us; these "gates" will bring change. At the approach of any of these passageways we will be meet headlong with promise, potential, provision, and temptation. This is common to every living being, but there is a uniqueness in the gate for each individual. That unique moment to each individual is an invitation to draw close the Extravagant Lover of our Souls, Jesus. It becomes a moment to experience the reality of His active involvement in the feelings of our infirmities and His tender care in our time personal need.

Whether we are positioned to be a provider at the gate, or desperately in need of provision at the gate ...the clearest and greatest need at that moment is an eternal connection that increases our faith in Him. To pace back n' forth instead of entering ...without lifting our fears upward or throwing our burdens down, is just another moment lost in the sea of forgetfulness instead of being captured by a memory of God's timely love intervention for us. Let Go, and Trust God!

In all avenues of life: walk with the King. With every blind side turn: trust His "preparing the way before you". When approaching the Gate ... bow your head in trust and become a miracle by moving through the Gate with Him or by helping another through the passage while trusting the power He has bestowed on you.

                       O Beautiful Gates lift up your voice of welcome from the King.
                            Stretch out your arms of love and pull us closer to Him.
                                  Call us to Fear not to move forward in the way,
                                   Open to a new hope and the dawn of a new day.

Hebrews 13:12 - "Wherefore Jesus also, that He might sanctify the people with His own blood, suffered without (outside of) the Gate."



Focus from the Ledge

God is my Cliff!

On the ledge it all becomes clearer, when the mist of me subsides, and I am left to face my fear.
On the ledge it all becomes clearer, when faced with my impotence, eternity's desire draws nearer.
Be Still my soul, and know Thy God, on the ledge.

 I, like most devoted lovers of God, am (potentially) a practicing idolater. (You may say "not I") {WARNING -- "Little children, keep yourselves from idols" - 1 John 5:21}.   I really don't mean to be this way but "doubt" is woven into the fabric of my human existence. I constantly try to fall back on things that don't belong to me for my daily living. I constantly try to control the situation with the use of my frustrated version of omniscience (I know even if I didn't see), omnipresence (I am there even if I am not), omnipotence (I don't need anyone, I can take care of myself!). Armed by my misguided fears, and crippled by my non-reflex to trust, I step into impossible situations even more confused; and that breaks my spirit all the more. What a mess I am!

The root problem is that we rarely understand God's Will. The reason: We put His will (His desire) in the context of what we are supposed to do. That in place; now there arises a valuation or devaluation system out of our idolatrous hearts that places more or less worth on the way we "do" His will, instead of focusing on - "What is His desire?". We also may go to the extent of defining levels of His will for us that we "do"; and we use terms like - "missed", "perfect", "preferential" or "permissive" will. This all depends on human perception, and is spawned by the whispers of Hell that were first heard in the Garden, and have reverberated throughout all mankind ever since that first divisive whisper ... "God hath not said" ... "you will be like Gods determining what is good and evil". Don't keep going back to the Garden ... face the ledge.

The truth of God's Will and our connection to His Power in our prayers is found on the ledge: (Listen carefully to these two very powerful parallel passages)

1 John 5:14,15 - "And this is the confidence that we have in Him, that if we ask anything ... according to His will He hears us. And if we know that He hears us, we know that we have the petitions that we have desired of Him."

Psalm 116:1,2 - "I love the LORD, because He hath heard my voice and my supplications. Because He hath inclined His ear unto me, therefore I will call upon Him as long as I live."

Both the Apostle and the Psalmist had been to the ledge. Both understood "there" that God's Will ...His desire... is to "hear us". God, who is all knowing, who is always present, who is all powerful ... desires with an intentional and intense focus to HEAR US.

Miss this and miss the opportunity to unshackle love.
Miss this and miss the point of prayer.
Miss this and you turn the image of the Living God into a performance art idol.

Have you come to the ledge? Have you come to safest place on this side of Heaven, though seemingly so precarious? Have you come to the Father through His Son? ... HE HEARS YOU!! There is no misunderstanding on His side of the HEARING -- you can TRUST that HE eternally has your best interests in mind --

Here is where we see sin for the separator that it is.
Here we learn to understand the difference between His voice and the world's.
Here is where Satan has no place, no power.
Here is where death no longer threatens.
Here is where we can take and leave our most devastating conflicts.
Here is where we know the only One that can bring forgiveness.
Here is where there is only room for the true God and Eternal Life.
Here is where we LOVE the LORD because HE HEARS US.
Here is where trust is truly grounded in His Word.

On the Ledge - Little Children, Keep yourselves from idols for they have ears but hear not.



Random Thoughts from the Ledge

Read Ezekiel 36:27,28 - A heart of flesh is always founded in a brokenness...the power of the broken that rely on Jesus is their life of a love offering to and for Jesus.Psalm 113: 7,8 - "He raiseth up the poor out of the dust, and lifteth the needy out of the dunghill; That He may set him with princes, even the princes of his people."

God's ways are not like ours, and His thoughts are so far above ours that without His Living Word, His Written Word and His Spirit... all men would live as scattering ants at any sign of His presence. God always shows up in the most unlikely places ... And in the most unassuming fashion ... And His timing is always paramount in the lives of individuals whose hearts are captured in That Encounter. And then, like the ripple and sway of the tides, the lives nearest to the shore of the ocean-effect of these "Strategic" individuals will also bear the consequence of the "God" encounter.

The individuals chosen and who choose to be caught in the encounter were never perfect but they all had one thing in common ... a single heart caught in awe of God of the Encounter. These Soul Redirected Individuals must find that becoming truly effective means that they must set their hearts due north by focusing their lives on Him instead of the shifting sand of this world around them. In fact - God is their cliff.

He has taken them there and they have learned the safety of the "edge of eternity". The ledge, the Crag, the cliff... This fragile life was not meant to be built to last here, but to be built solidly in such a way that when the shaking comes we are on the edge of eternity. My firmness in this life doesn't come from founding my life on temporal shifting and sinking sand fortifications, but from founding it on the edge, the ledge, the cliff of God's Word. Petros ...Petra...

Where in our relationships do we find the greatest trials? Where is Faith tested to the max? Possibly where are our actions to bring resolution and words to persuade have all but failed. Perhaps it is when we have been forced to flee and we have had to unload all protection, all defense, all tools, and all supplies in order to run with no earthly weights to slow us down; we stop to catch our breath only to find our run has taken us to the edge of a cliff or put our backs up against the base of an un-ascendable shear jutting of unmovable rock.

And then we wake up to the light that forces its way through the curtains that are never thick enough or drawn tight enough to keep the light completely out. The light has us sit many times on the edge of our night resting place only to wait for "nothing".

 O the clamor of the of the enemy hordes that keep pressing on our heels, and the glamour of the enemy whoredoms that keep flashing to draw our gaze away from our forward movement and the prize that lay before us; both the clamor and the glamour are there to cause us to stumble, fall, deter, and discourage. The enemy's great hope is that we quit before we get to the place of full trust in our God.

 All of a sudden my race forward stopped in unbelief as I tottered at the edge of a cliff above the clouds. The sheer vision of the immeasurable distance below and the fear of the bottomless fall was enough to stop the heart of the most experienced mountain climber. What a cruel joke, that God would lead me on to this seemingly impossible end to my journey! But echoing from the vanishing point ahead came a very resolute, small voice that said "Fear not I have been here, I am here, be still!"

But the cliff was never the plan that we carried in our hearts. There was supposed to be the miraculous turn of events that would stop the angry enemy tide right in its tracks. There was to be total devastation and annihilation of the enemy hordes done in such a way that the fear of God was elevated, and that the joy of the LORD would be left blowing away the residue of guilt and shame.

Didn't happen ... not even remotely in the context of what I would have liked to see. Instead, I have found myself on this precarious ledge with absolutely nowhere to run, no place to hide, and no one to turn to. The voice came to again and said "You are safe, wholeness is near!"
What happened next felt like something right out of the "weird" play-books of the unsolved mysteries of the universe. I turned and where the lines of the enemy pressing me to the ledge had been impenetrable, now there appeared a passageway and there was One much like the Son of Man saying "Follow Me!"

It was like the enemy was frozen in place with absolutely no power to disrupt my forward movements following the Way.



The Clamor

Psalm 97: 1 - "The LORD reigneth; let the earth rejoice; let the multitude of the isles be glad thereof."

You could tell at a glance that she had been weeping. Her clothes were disheveled and torn; and to match, was the soil and the bruises covering her body that were unavoidably seen from any direction. Her eyes reflected that look that you see in eyes of the defenseless victim of a horribly senseless crime.(BUT rainbow colored lighting was now spotlighting her so as to disguise the truth of her torn and ravaged visage).

There seemed to be a strange confusion in the air surrounding her as she struggled to rise up still from the ashes of yet another cataclysmic assault on her royal connection. She now appeared the refugee, though she has been the loving, adoptive mother for so many tired, poor, huddled masses who yearned to breathe free. She had rarely turned away the wretched refuse of the teeming shore. Her lips were still moving but faintly crying, "send these, the homeless tempest-tossed to me , I lift my lamp beside the golden door."

This would be the cover-up of yet another atrocity by a sad and duped group of individuals who felt that they were the heralds of a new day. These modern day evangelists, with eyes glazed with power, and ears which only hear the rhetoric of strangers, were doing their best with the limited biased information given to them. Many may not have been aware that they were being coddled by a more ancient and sinister force solely bent on misguidance, misdirection and murder. This would create the "buzz" and "distortion" to the masses so that the raping and plundering of the past would be seen as a necessary removal of "old fashion bigotry", and the introduction of a better world.

While the clamor of complaints filled the air waves, there continued an assault on the ground in this battle. The enemy troops seemed to be led by one hellacious cry (that for the most part was not understood by the enemy hoards nor discussed by most of the duped, assaulted and complaining masses): "At all cost, do not let Her lift her lamp beside the golden door!"

The assault continued to raise such a cloud of dust and debris that very few could see the real battle was a struggle at the root system. Under the cover of the debris cloud was a hacking, chopping , cutting, sawing, burning, and disfiguring of the foundation. There was a relentless disconnecting excavation effort by the enemy to sever the distracted masses from the TRUTH. The hole left behind by the excavation was constantly being back-filled with open apathy, self preservation and selfish ambition.

So loud and distracting was this excavation that most didn't see nor recognize the Lifted lamp, nor the Golden Door as JESUS. Look and Live!

Psalm 119:105
John 10:9

God Continually reigns ... rejoice and be glad.
Live openly and loudly in love of Him and loving others.



The Love and The Glory (Father's Day 2015)

Most of the time in our lives, we grovel in the small grooves of the finger prints of the Father. We are caught by the surprise that there can be dirt and sorrow there. We rarely take the time to lay on our backs, gaze up into the sky, and see that His finger print on our lives is so much bigger than us. O we long for those few brief moments in the busy, burdensome days of our lives that we are able wipe the smudges off of the window pain, look out through the rain to see Him dancing with His kids in the puddles of the fearsome storm.

We will never even begin to understand the Father if the only filter we use is our sin and shame. Our filter should be the Cross, the empty tomb, and the clouds of Christ's returning. Without His Spirit and His Word, the clearest voice we will respond to is the pain; whether self inflicted or life inflicted. Let's take the time to arrange the puzzle pieces of our shattered and discontiquous lives in such a way that "all things that have been working together for good" will shout His love to us, and sing His glory to others.

"O satisfy us early, early with Thy mercy
that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
Make us glad! According to the days wherein Thou hast afflicted us;
Make us glad! And the years wherein we have seen evil.
Let Thy work appear unto Thy servants
and Thy glory unto their children." Psalm 90:14-16

The hand of the Father ... is stretched out still.

The prayer of the Father ... is a continuous invitation to walk beside the Heart of God.

The love of the Father ... is a gentle but firm place to trust the safe keeping of our troubled hearts.

The desire of the Father ... is His children. He desires us.

Fear not in the events ahead; trust, O children, in His loving care for even the smallest events in our lives, for He loves us with an ever enduring and endearing love.

Dedicated to the days of June 18-24 in the lives of the Jeff and Yolanda Redding Family
and to the scars that so many of us bear until we se the only Scars that Remain Heaven.

God keeps pouring love into the painful gaps.


The Zit

As most people who have known me for some time ... they soon realize that I have never given up on childhood with all its wonder, thirst for living, unquenchable zeal for adventure and its unending supply of irritating questions, usually asked at a volume level that can embarrass the most patient and prepared parent figure. Some are of the belief that childhood must be left at the door of parenthood or exchanged for it... NOT I!

 Matthew 18:3 - "And (Jesus) said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of Heaven." {not an excuse for my behavior, just an amazing way to position our lives at the feet of Eternity.}
And so begins the discussion: Random Topic chosen by my brain while driving with my Wife? ZITS ...{for whatever reason?)

"Will we have zits in Heaven?" The retort..."Are zits perfect?" The return ..."They think they are; they also must think they are always welcome; showing up at the most inopportune times, and the awkward years (which for some can be a lifetime). We all have them or will get them." The audio at this point turned off but the brain kept on humming.

(Bear with me because of my medical expertise - I did stay at a Holiday Inn Express last night) What is a zit? It is a biological reaction to a foreign object that is introduced to a well established bio-system (introduced externally or internally). The reaction justifies itself as being the Greeters of the (un)Welcoming committee.

Here is a rough outline of the Events that follow the introduction of the foreigner into the Bio-system: 1. The greeters are waiting in a non-discriminative fashion.
2.The foreigner is detected and profiled.
3.The bio-defense system alarm goes off and the agents of defense wrap their rejection serum around the foreigner.
4. The expulsion process begins with a capture of the foreigner in holding cell.
5.The festering between the two factions create a pressure within the same limited space, until the event begins to elevate to an unsightly protrusion.
6.This expansive pressure allows the surface of the ZIT to thin out to cause the foreigner with his new found fester friends to "burst through" for a rescue and relief to those welcome within the body of the bio-system.
7. The foreign object is expelled from the well established bio-system and clean up and cover up begins.

Sounds like a well oiled organizational plan. This may also sound like most clubs (that we join to beat people over the head with), fellowships (to strengthen our bonds against "them") and even families (an obvious system to contain embarrassment). The problems that arise in each of these organizations may stem from its vision of "how to control" others(control is too constrictive for real love).

Is your fellowship of choice a Permission granting life-system that chooses what "others" to serve; or a Permissive Atmosphere Bio-system that is busy creating to serve others? Does your "follow-ship"(not fellow-ship, think about it leader!)  or leadership create unnecessary zits? Zits are normal, zits will happen... more important; what we do with the foreigner...the stranger, the out cast, the un-lovely, the unfamiliar will determine the health of our living in the Kingdom.

Don't become part of the Un-welcoming Committee. 1 John 1:7- "But if we walk in the light, as He is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanseth us from all sin," In the Light we all see our mutual strengths and weaknesses and realize that we need each gift that comes into our lives. In the light our greatest need is not for control but for cleansing.

Have an awesome life!


Just Three

Just three. What is the big deal? Only 3 in the midst of billions on the planet – thousands passing into eternity daily unnoticed. They aren't actually missed outside a few family and friends. They made no real mark on their days. The ways of the earth and time has swallowed up their memories, but Tony remembers as he stared at me in my car from a Taco Bell Drive through Window.

This is not meant at all to embarrass anyone or have you searching for who these people could be – they are not to be found on this planet, so don't go looking. The scarey thing is they were loved by God, but no one can truly testify of the condition of their relationship with God before they slipped away because of how quickly they left. I hope as little ones that they Trusted Jesus.

In liberal and conservative Bible believing circles there is a Sunday School default verse that is known by most every child where the Bible is even remotely spoken - “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believeth on Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” John 3:16. So many have heard this and will say, “I know that verse!” Knowing a verse has never saved a single soul from the condemnation of sin. No amount of faithless memorization of the words of the Bible ever rescued any man from Hell Fire (Hey HELL is in the Word --- Jesus was pretty straight forward about the subject – The cruel cross of Jesus was the payment for sin and its consequences – God was pretty serious about this matter of Hell).

Satan can quote and twist God's Word to his advantage to sway men to unbelief. Bibles are everywhere in the USA it is amazing, but our nation seems to grow further away from a daily devotional, and love accountable life before the Living God. Are we growing numb or anesthetized because of our willingness to listen to every voice but God's?

“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believeth on Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” John 3:16.  DO WE EVEN BEGIN TO REALIZE THE GRAVENESS OF THE DECISION WITHIN THIS VERSE THAT MEN MUST MAKE IN ORDER TO LEAVE THIS PLANET WITHOUT ETERNAL HELL AS THE CONSEQUENCE FOR THEIR SIN? Maybe this will help ...“He that believeth on the Son hath everlasting life; and he that believeth not the Son shall not see life, but the wrath of God abideth on Him.” John 3:36.
A non-condemning God of love, grace and mercy is awaiting all those who by faith receive His Son whom He loves; But those who will not believe … stand already condemned.

Now back to the Three, if it even matters:
Mark committed suicide 2011.
His sister, Candy, a few years later died because of surgical complications 2005.
His brother, Bud, died a year later in his sleep 2006.

Tony’s first words after remembering who I was in the life of his family (after at least 20 years of MIA - I was still the “pizza preacher”)… “You heard what happened to my siblings?” Like I had??? When he mentioned them by name and how they died … the memory of their faces came back so clear … {I had to get alone and cry. Only Three little ones, no earthly mile markers to discuss except for their mode of leaving the planet.} But before I pulled away from Tony … I had to let Him know that in the midst of these tragedies, God loved Mark, Candy, and Bud … "and as many as received Jesus, they had been given power to be Sons and Daughters of God … even to them that believe on His Name."

 I will seek out Tony again, he need not leave this planet without Jesus. Pray for him with me.

Do you care? Pray for those you encounter. Do you care? Speak the truth in love as you have liberty … Share the good news of Jesus everywhere you are, because you never know when One of these little ones will quickly slip away unnoticed.

“How shall they call upon Him whom they have not believed? And how shall they believe in Him of whom they have not heard? And how shall they hear without a preacher?”   Romans 10:14.



Before the Door

There before me was "The Door". I knew that upon opening it there would be no turning back. This was not the first time, nor would it be the last time that I would find myself here with great heaviness. So I stood momentarily, clenching the Love Letter close to my breast.

Be it known, this Door was not a barrier like fear that can paralyze me and keep me from moving forward. Nor would it cause me to hesitate because of a negative prophecy that I potentially could be carrying on my fragile shoulders. For daily, and many times, I would race to "The Door", burst right in, and climb into the Daddy Chair without even a jot of inhibition. "The Door" was a moment, a breath, a transition point that reminded me that not only did I have full access to what was beyond, but that when the door was closed behind me it would be just me and Our Pater (Father).

Here I was again ... no guarded feelings, no words reserved in caution. Here I was with the opportunity within my grasp to be loved extravagantly by the LORD of all Eternity; for He is my Father.

As I paused, I pulled the Love Letter away from my tight grasp and looked once more at His Words. {Please understand, I was in great duress. My life, as I knew it, was being ripped to shreds because of facial expressions, words, feelings, current events, suspicions, body language, past memories, and fear of a cursed and wretched future. The events of my current living were almost too oppressive to bear. They were like riding an unending nightmare of a rollercoaster with no way to get off.}

As I read over My Father's written words, I could hear His Voice saying, "Don't talk to me like you are an outsider or an outcast throwing useless accolades and oppressive psycho-babble my way... I am your Father." Wow! I almost stepped into that one because the events of my life had caused me to question if I even belonged to Daddy. Now my heart was settled enough to read on and let Him establish my thoughts ... Here is His outline to keep me on track before I moved through the door:

"Our Father, who art in Heaven" - I do belong to you and your influence is above me.
"Hallowed be Thy Name" - I can be still, because even at the sound of your Name I am in awe of how You are so wonderfully different than All of your creation.
"Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven" - Your pattern of Love from Above is your desired pattern for Love Here Below; and you will have your desire... And your desire is me.
"Give us this day our daily bread" - First steps to living here below is to trust You with our daily needs, You will provide and You have provided.
"Forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors" - Forgiveness is to be our mode of operandi, not an oppressive lifestyle of keeping the books for repay or retribution.

HOLD ON! Wow!! I had to stop here because this is where I needed to start. I was not planning to forgive, and it was seriously affecting my view of the Father's forgiveness of me. Now I can claim what is ahead in the Love Letter "knowing" He will take care of me.

"And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from Evil" - Father, You don't want to just be there bearing us as we crawl helplessly in our own strength through trials and troubles, but You want to rescue us from the divisive impact and oppressive addictions that can cling to our lives when "trusting You" is out of our focus.
"For Thine is the Kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever... Amen!"

Forgive me Father, for I lost sight of the fact that this whole life is so much bigger than me, but Your care for me comes from Your Unfailing Love that always welcomes me in with everything You are and all You have to offer...
O sweet eternity, kiss this fragile and broken time with hope from the Father, to keep me on my way until I am finally Home with Him, forever.

I pushed, The Door opened, and I raced into the arms of Our Father, He was there for me.
He is there for you!
Come to Him!



Ref: Matthew 6:7-15

Beyond Our Wildest Dreams

Small children dream, and play. Teens dream, and play harder. College and Career age are taught that if there are no steps to a goal it is just a dream?? "What's up with that? Young adults put the dream on a "post-it note", and look at it from time to time. Young married couples try to merge and nurture each others dreams, until the "little one" arrives; and then the dreams may get transferred to the little one.
Empty nesters once again try to travel back in time and find the starting point of the dream, and then assemble the pieces that might have been collected on the way ... in an attempt for full re-assembly. The elderly shut in - has the dream in a frame and with eyes closed, sojourns in what ever "mind dimensional" direction sleep brings. LIFE is rarely what we dream, but that doesn't mean we can't live to the fullest in the moment and live a life beyond our wildest dreams.
BUT here is the secret if you can hear the words of the Psalmist in Psalm 63:1,2,3: 
"O God, Thou art my God ...early will I seek Thee:" (Knowing Him can cause a gnawing desire to seek Him ... first thing, early, before and because:)
"My Soul thirst for Thee," ( "My Soul" - Self needs Identity . Life needs Breath. The creature needs Creation. A person needs Purpose. An appetite needs Fulfillment. A mind needs Understanding. A living being needs a Validated Life. Desire needs Focus. Emotion needs Direction. Passion needs Love. Thirsting after God, brings it all ... and causes more thirst.)
 "My flesh longeth Thee," (This temporary fleshy body that we get to dwell in, has a longing to put on something more than fatigue, pain, hunger, sweat, dirt, tears, age, impatience, anger, worry, etc... God has caused us to long for Him. Seeking Him early satisfies the longing of the Flesh because He is the MORE that we long for."
"In a dry and thirsty land where no water is." (The need for Him becomes even more intense as we continue on our journey through this dry and water draining land. For what is your life - without Him - it is but a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.)
"O God, Thou art my God ... early will I seek Thee" Why? ...
"To see Thy power, and Thy glory, so as I seen Thee in the sanctuary." ( You will know that the dream is drawing closer as you find the most desired and precious time in this world is when you spend time alone with Him - in your sanctuary. Early you will be caused to desire to seek Him and you can experience His awesome strength and abundance to take care of you.)
 "O God, Thou art my God ... early will I seek Thee" Why? ... because there I find Thy Grace ... "Because Thy loving kindness is better than life, my lips shall praise Thee." (And there I truly learn to praise Thee, because beyond my wildest dreams is His loving kindness and it carries me way beyond this life!)
  Dream early, dream daily, before the Almighty; commit your way unto Him, He will cause you to dream , and He shall bring it to pass.
 Early will I seek Thee!
  Take time to remember - Memorial Day 2015

Peeking Through The Wall

This may not seem to fit what comes next but it needs to be carried through to the end of this devotion... How do you value others?

Awake my love - Come into the Garden of the Redeemer. As the hedge is pulled aside you will find a wonder. There is a Scarlet Worm that has stretched herself out and attached herself to a tree. She will never leave that tree alive. As she attaches herself to the tree she gives her life in the birthing of her young.

Once the birthing process is complete, she continues to be the protective covering for the newly birthed larva. As her life drains from her, a costly scarlet flow secretes from her body that hides her young as they begin their cycle of life. O the amazing images that we can find in the Garden of the Redeemer to keep our hearts close to His and His to us.

But my eyes kept straying toward the Western Gate, where the sun seemed to be forever setting. As my eyes strayed, so my body wandered; and there I would find ... "the Wilderness". God knows that our lives are either spent wandering in the wilderness or in fighting the battle of the land(or so some of us have been told). In the Wilderness God offers reminders of His provision -- Isaiah 41:19-20 – “I will plant in the wilderness the cedar, the shittah tree, and the myrtle, and the oil tree; I will set in the desert the fir tree, and the pine, and the box tree. That they may see, and know, and consider, and understand together, that the hand of the LORD hath done this, and the Holy One of Israel hath created it.”

My first glance was the planting of trees and the setting in place of other trees ...trees - trees - trees! What is in this planting of trees that can cause me to see, to know, to consider, to to understand that the Hand of the LORD has done this? Done what? The death ... the burial ... the resurrection - year after year in its season.

Day after day the provision that extends because of Our Scarlet Worm's sacrifice. Think upon each tree and watch Him plant and place the provisions into our lives as His Desire.
The Cedar - "Strength" - Courage for the Soul,
The Shittah Tree - "Scourging" - Discipline
The Myrtle - "Sweetness" - Shelter/Home
The Oil Tree - "Security" - Anointing/Position.
The Fir Tree - "Stateliness" - Royal Access to the Throne Room
The Pine - "Strength" - Fortitude for the Body
The Box Tree - "Straighten" - Direction - purpose.

All these are pictures of the provisions of God in the Wilderness. Not just seeing these trees in the Wilderness - but knowing their symbolic connection, considering and understanding that these are there by the Hand of God.

This life is not just a "hit and miss" timeline of disconnected events. This life is meant to be a Walk with the King. This life is meant to be a blessing vertically and horizontally. A life of daily, Heavenly provision of which His kids are partakers and distributors.

What wrong do you commit in imagining and believing that God is in this for your good and for His glory? Trees - Trees - Trees! All pouring provision and praising ... of the tree that Jesus died on for you and me. Partaking of these provisions will change you and the way you look at others – everyone’s value will be weighed in the fact that they are souls for whom Christ Died.

Can’t see it yet? --- Look to the trees in the Wilderness!