God Has No Illusions
As your Creator
God has no illusions
About you.
Who you are.
What you are capable of.
God, therefore, speaks of you
As royalty; kings and priests.
As chosen and dearly loved.
His commands to reign in life,
To conquer evil,
Perpetuate goodness,
And bear His image
Are entirely appropriate
. . .
Keep Your Head
Jesus said and did whatever pleased His Father.
When He left the earth for Heaven, He gave a name for His followers: His body.
Then as Head of His Kingdom, He sent the Holy Spirit to show and tell that body His thoughts and desires.
So, while He’s out there, His body is roamin’ the earth.
If and when His . . .
Someone Needs to Hear
While the world is bursting and slobbering all over itself with iniquity, the sons of God have always known the Truth: the whole world lies in the power of the evil one. 1 John 5:19b
Christians have often been seduced into passivity, imagining things are OK. In fact, our King told us there is no salvation in anyone or anything, but . . .
Freedom, for Love’s Sake
It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. The Law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus has set us free from the law of sin and death. Free from the law, free from sin, but free to what? If one is free from sickness, pain and torment, that person is now unencumbered. His fully functioning faculties may perform to the highest range of his . . .
Life On Defense is a Low-Scoring Game
Life on defense
Is low-plane living.
Ever steering clear of troubles.
On guard to thwart marauders
From pilfering what you've gained.
Resisting bad thoughts,
Suppressing unseemly urges,
Debating our doubts,
Rehearsing our shortcomings,
Sabotaging our better inclinations,
Dismissing compliments . . .
All You Can Hold
As a new creation in Christ
You have inside you
All the wisdom,
All the family honor and access,
All of the favor,
All of the freedom,
All of the privileges, powers and backing of heaven
That a human being is capable of.
You have the fullest measure of heaven
Present within you,
Now.
The Great John Hoerner - Coach and Prophet
That isolated moment when the blaring bands grow silent and the shouting crowd is muffled, my eyes stare skyward tracking the brown pigskin missile through its arc and now accelerating toward me. Holding my gaze, even though my periphery detects the maulers sprinting to seize upon me, I navigate position for the catch.
Punt Return . . .
