The Fellowship of the Unashamed

I am a part of the fellowship of the Unashamed.
I have the Holy Spirit Power.
The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line.
The decision has been made. I am a disciple of Jesus Christ.
I won't look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still.
My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, and my future is secure.
I am finished and done with low living, sight walking,
small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tame visions,
mundane talking, chintzy giving, and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position,
promotions, plaudits, or popularity.
I don't have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised,
regarded, or rewarded.
I now live by presence, learn by faith, love by patience,
lift by prayer, and labor by power.

My pace is set, my gait is fast, my goal is Heaven,
my road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions few,
my Guide is reliable, my mission is clear.
I cannot be bought, compromised, deterred, lured away,
turned back, diluted, or delayed.
I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the
presence of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy,
ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.

I won't give up, back up, let up, or shut up until I've preached up,
prayed up, paid up, stored up, and stayed up for the cause of Christ.
I am a disciple of Jesus Christ.
I must go until He returns, give until I drop,
preach until all know, and work until He comes.

And when He comes to get His own,
He will have no problem recognizing me.
My colors will be clear for
"I am not ashamed of the Gospel, because it is the
power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes.." (Romans 1:16)

Under Bridges

Yesterday while walking,
Beneath an overpass,
I saw the figure of Jesus,
Standing barefoot on broken glass.
His beard was graying,
The smell of urine filled the air,
Asking if I had some change,
Anything that I could spare.

Emaciated,
His shaking fists balled up,
Influenza and pneumonia,
Begging God to take his cup.
So different from his pictures,
Breathing air through yellowed tubes,
Jesus Christ, dying of AIDS,
Can look right through you.

And all have hated,
Crucified and walked away,
The Savior of the prostitutes,
Drunkards, rapists, and the gays.

Under bridges,
With hands raised,
From the ghettos they praise his name.
Broke and crippled in the dark of night,
Raise your voices to Jesus Christ,
Hallelujah

~Brave Saint Saturn

Keep in mind...

"True love is permanent, not temporary."
~Jason Reeves

We deserve the Holy Hatred of God...

The issue is NOT that you have sinned, its that you have not done anything BUT sin!
Even our greatest deeds are like "filthy rags".
Because of that, do you know what we deserve? God's wrath and holy hatred.

You say:
"God cannot hate because God is love!"

I tell you:
"God MUST hate because God is love!"

You see,
I love children, therefore I hate abortion! If I love that which is holy, i must hate that which is unholy!

God is a HOLY God!

Many of the things that you do, God hates! Do you know that?

~Paul Washer

Charles Spurgeon

"Sincerity makes the very least person to be of more value than the most talented hypocrite."

A Shocking Message Needed to Be Heard

I am not exactly advocating everything that Paul Washer is proclaiming here. I do not believe in a Salvation by works. But this message needs to be heard. Faith is defined by the book of James (very controversial book by the way in many historical councils) as belief and repentance, or actions that convey that belief. "Even the demons believe and shudder." If Satan himself believes in Jesus, which he does because he witnessed his entire life, then why isnt he saved? Because a belief in Jesus is NOT a Faith in Him. Its much more than a believe. So must we do more than just say a simple prayer to be saved? I would agree with Paul washer that it takes more than that. Its a sketchy debate... Listen to the whole message on Youtube... Its about an hour long. I couldnt stop watching it! Thanks

9 hours. Nailed Before the World. Shame. Pain. What did it take?

King.
Can you express what you faced? I don't want the pain. I just want it in words! What? Wait... I do not understand. Language fails to desribe? Jesus, how? How is it possible?

The Scriptures describe no explanation of Jesus's feelings... of God's emotions while nailed on a tree for the rest of the World to gaze upon and pity. I assume this fact exists because Scriptures are fully TRUTH. It would be a false data if the Scriptures claimed to explain Christ's suffering in words.

King. How is it possible? I feel like life is hard. Like MY life is hard. What do I do now?

A great quote from a great movie "A Walk to Remember":
"Without suffering, there would be no compassion."

Christ suffered great to show compassion greatly. I believe understanding God's genuine and true love is found in an understanding of his suffering.

So what does Jesus say now to those whose lives have fallen apart? Those who find themselves hiding from eyes of the world? Who feel isolated, confused, far away, forgotten, forsaken, broken, alone, lost, torn, and weak?

ENDURE...

Keep going my son/daughter...




That doesn't help.
That cannot be all that you have for me!
You promise to be beside me every step of the way! I do not see you!
My Faith is Fading away from You!


Endure...

I have been there...

isolated, confused, far away, forgotten, forsaken, broken, alone, lost, torn, and weak...

I have been there...




Great achievements throughtout the worlds history required endurance, a strong desire to push through the impossible situations. Victory was never handed to a man. He had to earn it. Through Scriptures, ENDURANCE defines our intended behavior and drives us towards success in the Kingdom. God is not letting us forget it. Edure.

How can I endure Father? What gave Christ the ability to turn and face the soldiers in Gathsemane... after crying out to release this burden if possible... to let him escape the pain? How, King, did you do it? Endurance cannot exist without reason to edure. Perseverance must have a reward, or it is pointless and shallow.

"... but the greatest of these is LOVE." (I Cor. 13:13)

LOVE.

Purely Love produces endurance.

What allows a man to risk his life at the frontline of a war in a foreign country?

LOVE for his country and peers.

What allows a friendship to flourish when great distance tries to destroy it?

LOVE

What will make a man do anything to bring a smile to a girls face and heart?

LOVE

Love is the theme of Scriptures. God has been trying to convey to us since the beginning of the ages that LOVE drives him to pursue us; to shower us in grace and mercy. Love kept him up on that cross for nine hours of torture. Love led to conquering a darkness deeper than our minds are aware. Love removed shackles from our feet and wrists. Love restored a fellowship between Man and God. Love.

King I LOVE you. The deepest pain a man can feel is loving a girl who fails to love him in return. I confess Jesus that I am a cheating wife. I fall short of unconditional love and I cause you great pain. My heart sinks deep into sadness at the grief you feel because of me. But I do LOVE you. I will continue to Love you until the end of time. And I am striving to grow as a man for you, enduring the whips and scorns of time. Give me a LOVE that conquers it all. Amen.

"He Humbled Himself." Philippians 2:8

This phrase is so simple. When I first read this verse, I just quickly passed it and didn't think much about it. Of coarse he humbled himself. The common phrase: "Christ lowered himself and was a servant. We need to be like Christ." Wow, how many times have I heard that. But as I started pondering the passage and talking things over with God, I began to go off thinking about how Jesus humbled himself. I thought about the six hours at calvary. His head hung low in humiliation. His face completely gone and his bones all out of joint. His heart was slowing its beat. He was naked and heartbroken. He was their King! He loved these people. He only wanted to help them and free them. He sat on the throne at the right hand of the Father and was now viewed as the worst creature who lived on earth. He was given the opportunity to live among the very creatures he created. He could have relationships with them and talk with them face to face like thousands of years before in Eden. But he was rejected. Rejected! just thinking about the feelings in his heart makes me feel terrible. I cannot imagine what thoughts passed through his head on the mount that day on Calvary. I cannot comprehend the passion he has for his creation. My God, I wish I could understand my King's heart. He is so beyond us. I become so overwhelmed when I think about that day that will come when everyone will finally declare the honor that the King deserves! What an incredible day we have ahead of us! I constantly think about that moment and what it will feel like! It makes this life worth living. There is so much to look forward to in the future. My hope is that I can humble myself and quietly fulfill my purpose here on earth the rest of the days of my life. Its a struggle to find a way to devote every breath to have a purpose in God's plan. It takes focus and love. But I don't want to waste a single second on this earth. The only reason I am alive is to honor my King. So may God be lifted up and exalted and may I lower myself to be a servant to his children and carry out his plans for me!

The Prosperity Gospel is Absolutley false

I am not an opponent or a proponent of Obama. I am not in his position and its not my place to judge his character or actions. But I cannot stand beside those who protect the Murdering of innocent children.

Please God, light up the darkness. Let it be exposed (whether through science or ethics) that abortion is horrifying and let no man, whether of faith or no faith, accept this crime. Amen

Mystery

Here in the Quiet speak to me now

My ears are open to

Your gentle sweet whispering

Break down the door, come inside

Shine down Your bright light

I need a lamp for my feet, I need a lamp for my feet

I want to hear the thunder of who You are

To be captured inside the wonder of who You are

I want to live I want to breathe

To search out Your heart and all of Your mysteries

You were the first and You'll be the end

Time cannot hold You down

Why save a wretch like me?

No eye has seen, no ear has heard

No heart could fully know

All of Your mystery

Your glory burns in the stars

Shine down your light let it burn in my heart

I want to hear the thunder of who You are
To be captured inside the wonder of who You are
I want to live I want to breathe
To search out Your heart and all of Your mysteries

Bring me to glory, bring me to you

Lord it's your heart that I will hold onto

Your glory burns in the stars

Shine down Your light let me know who You are

Jesus, Your glory burns in the stars

Shine down your light, let me see you, let me see you

Phil Wickham