Whew! Bless the Lord!

Holy Spirit holds open the “door of escape” from temptation to sin, and I am so grateful!

All it takes is our outcry to God, and He will transport us from the midst of fleshly weakness and into His glorious light.

Escaping the grip of temptation is like being thrust out into fresh, cool air after the stifling encroach of heat and blight.

Renew me, O, God! Refresh me with Your determination and Your strength which are far greater than all… for there is no strength without You.

With You, I can shut the door on temptation and take the hand of Righteousness.  With You, I know everything’s going to be all right.

And so… I bless the Lord.

More, Not “Less”

How can a people be reconciled to God unless someone is willing to be “of” their blood? The righteous must be willing to sacrifice for unbelievers, as Jesus did for all of us.

I used to feel “less” because some of my blood is French; because some of it is Negro; because some of it is Native American, and Irish.  These are nations hated by men and thought to be “less”.  How foolish was I!

The nation of Moab became part of the Royal Bloodline of Jesus the Christ; Ruth was of Moabite blood.  Despised and defiled, yet the hearts of all those given to Christ and His sacrificial love for us have been forgiven and purified, so God is not ashamed to call them “brethren”.

I love Jesus, my heart is His; this has been so since the day I surrendered at only nine years old. (That was a long time ago.) The righteousness of God in my heart is shed forth onto my bloodline of Native American, Negro, Irish, and French… none of them are truly “less”; nor am I for being “of” them in the flesh.  I love my God-given, earthly heritage.

In truth, it is “more” because I love Jesus, and His gift of obedience within me has reconciled many bloodlines in His Name.

“For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works which God has before-ordained that we should walk in them.” (Eph. 2:10)

God’s Way

Traveling through the “bleck” of life God’s way will always bring you out to the other side, safely.

The bleck might last longer than you think, it might be deeper and broader than you think.  You’ll probably need lots of tissue…

but underneath are the everlasting arms of God.

So travel through with Hope for Life on the other side of bleck… there IS life there – I know.

The key is doing things God’s way.