Traffic

Isaiah 53:6
We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way; and the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all.

Philippians 2:21
For everyone looks out for their own interests, not those of Jesus Christ.

Simple question ~ most of us have run a traffic signal, especially trying to beat it before it turns red…but what would be the result if many or most people simply barrelled through the signal at full speed, from every direction, regardless of the color of the light?

The results are predictable.  Chaos, confusion, frustration, rage, wreckage, pain, death.

I find it interesting how compliant people are with traffic signals.  No matter what’s going on in our lives, we typically obey traffic lights.  I have this curious image in my mind of a thief, who after committing burglary then stops at every traffic signal on the way home.  Doesn’t want to draw attention to himself…

Now, don’t misunderstand.  I’m not saying people are perfect angels on the road.  I keep looking on the front grill of my car for a flashing neon sign that reads “Go ahead and pull out in front of me, I’ll just slam on the brakes.”  Haven’t found it yet, but I’m convinced it’s there…

Here’s the point of this.

Yes, I know, about time.  I can sense the palpable excitement.

Forgive the comic relief.  But from a spiritual perspective this scenario is being played out.  Think about it.  Millions, perhaps blllions of people are careening through life.  Ignoring or blatantly disregarding the signals that God amply provides.  Consequences be damned.

God’s Word has a plethora (I like saying that word btw as an irrelevant aside) of admonitions against sinful behavior.  We are wholly without excuse.  When we follow our own desires with abject determination, we plow through God’s traffic light.

The results are inevitable.  Chaos, confusion, frustration, rage, wreckage, pain, death.

But while you have breath, there is still time to slam the brakes on your out-of-control life.

Poem:

Inner God Divine?

What god resides in your soul tonight?

Yahweh the King or some cheap delight?

I must press the point with all of my might

What if you died or Christ split the night?

No matter your sins

No wrath shall condemn

If you place your trust

In Him who made us

(from dust)

So, who has the throne

in this life you call home?

while your true home awaits

the decision you make

and failing to choose

seals your soul’s doom

but while you have breath

there’s always room…

If only Heaven were filled tight

which god resides in your soul tonight?

The Mockingbirds

“God is not mocked.”  Gal 6:7

But seemingly He is.

  • The Democratic Party booed God at their national convention in 2012
  • Students at Columbine High (CO) were asked if they believed in God before being shot and killed by a couple of their classmates
  • Athlete Tim Tebow was relentlessly vilified and ridiculed for publicly expressing his faith in Christ

There are just a few examples off the top of my head.  You might think of others as well.

“God is dead.”

So declared Friedrich Nietzsche in the latter part of the 19th Century.  How wrong he was, he quickly ascertained one second after his death.

And those who would pick up Nietzsche’s declaration today are wrong as well.  The more man attempts to stamp out and kill the Christian faith, the more it grows and multiplies.  It’s like a harried man trying to stomp out a fire, only to have three or four pop up in its place.

Let the mockingbirds sing their anthem.  We, whose faith is minimized, marginalized, maligned, and worse – are praying for their souls.


Gal 6:7
Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatever a man sows, that shall he also reap.

The Crushing Weight 

Think of the sin on the earth, at this very moment you read these words from six billion souls.

Now consider the collective sin of humanity; past, present, and future.

The weight of the sin on the cross, laid upon our bleeding, suffering Savior, if it had physical weight would have cut the earth in half and still be hurtling through space.

We begin Lent.  May this thought be impressed upon my mind.

Where’s the Fire?

You’re late.

You have a sense of urgency that is compounded by the multiple loud distractions in the back seat, unexpected road construction, and certain aged people that simply shouldn’t be on the road.  It is only by the grace of God that you have kept some sense of sanity and refrained from letting loose a barrage of profanity that would be instantly implanted in the vocabulary of the young minds sitting the car seats behind you.

Deep breath.

But now on the open road – an opportunity to make up some lost time.  Faster than the limit on the signs that whiz by, but within the “grace period” of miles per hour over the speed limit.  At least, that is what you tell yourself.

But of course, the state trooper hidden over the next hill has a different opinion.

“Where’s the fire?!?”

“Well, Officer……”

You feel an impending sense of guilt.  You are overwhelmed by the reality of God’s grace and forgiveness in this life and the promise of Heaven in the next.  Yet, you know inherently that you have failed in the primary task of the great commission to take the gospel to your neighbors, and beyond.  

Deep breath.

This remorse propels you to act.  You desire to make up for lost time.  You must be bold, unashamed.  An overwhelming sense of love for others, compassion for their souls and their eternal destination without Christ causes you to be persistent, even reckless with sharing your faith.  Praise of Jesus is always on your lips.  You know we are living in a “grace period” before the Lord returns and it will be too late.

The world frowns at this overt Christian “proselytizing” and incessant references to Jesus, the Bible, and especially sin and Hell.

“Woah!  Slow down; put on the brakes with this Christian stuff.  After all what’s the rush?  Where’s the fire?”

The fire is closer than you realize.  It is already whipping at your heels.  In the twinkling of an eye, every knee will bow and every tongue will confess that Jesus is Lord.  By then it will be too late.  Today is the day of salvation.  Jesus is watching and waiting…

Poem:


I Should Burn


I can already feel

the embers growing

the oxygen blowing

the flames destroying


I can already taste

the choking smoke

the ashen dust

the pillowing soot


I can already see

the fiery pit

forever lit

human torches

in writhing fits


Now I am running

like an antelope from the flames

to the only

firebreak that remains


And I bow before the

Cross of my beloved Lamb

who smothers the flames to death

and applies the healing balm

to restore life again

#FEARLESS365 | Philippians 4:6

My contribution to the #Fearless365 project

Defying Shadows

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#FEARLESS365 is a yearlong study of God’s commandment to us to live without fear. For 365 days, we will focus on one scripture and volunteers from all over the world will share their personal thoughts and what God has shared with them on the specific verse. For more info… go here.

Enjoy! ~Nichole

Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. Philippians 4:6 NIV 

At first glance, this verse seems all encompassing – including absolutes such as “about anything” and “in every situation.”  And that in itself is of great comfort to me and should be to all Christians in general.  There is no de minimus rule in prayer, no threshold in bringing requests before God.  Or in other words, “no prayer too small!”  My God is not just a God of the huge…

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How can I reconcile this?

How can I reconcile this?

I cannot…


My sin is

as if a fire uncontained,

covering the earth

scorching all that is good

all of any worth


And then, our collective sins

as billions of blazing earths

the weight and fury of which

our dear Savior felt

in billions of painful bursts


The King of the Universe

pummeled far beyond the earthly pain

although that was quite grim enough

He bore a universe of galaxies of shame

And never turned till He was done…


How can I reconcile this un-earthly act?

I cannot.


It shall have to be enough that I accept His sacrifice

It shall be my honor to suffer at His side

It shall be my purpose for Him to live and me to die

My undivided heart so ascribed


[Also published on my Wattpad Page, Mental Etchings]