Our God and us

Saying, Amen: Blessing and glory, and wisdom, and thanksgiving, and honor, and power, and might, be unto our God for ever and ever. Amen.

Oh stop and hear the Spirit speak
To hearts of men not ears
His voice is still, and sometimes small
But strong enough to speak to all
And warn of coming fears

It is His love that stays His hand
From judgment’s iron rod
And still the necks remain so stiff
And ears would only open if
They heard the Word of God

But as He warns He offers love
Where God has paid the cost
Escape the judgment that will come
It is the only refuge won
That drips from Calvary’s cross

Incline your hearts and listen well
To what the Spirit speaks
He’ll never slumber, never tire
With circumstances getting dire
To reach the world with gospel fire
Our precious souls He seeks.

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He who seeks a reason, who seeks a cause, will find a road that simply and purely leads to Him. And there He stands the Victor, holding forth the only everlasting reason for it all, Himself. At the very first moment in His heavenly presence we will see Him as He is, but we will still be far from absorbing His Majesty in all its glory, and under the power of His presence will we not fall before Who He is and always will be?

The “why’s” have no answer and all the “how’s” are past finding out, but the Who is an irresistible journey that begins and never ends with Him. And when time evaporates into eternity and all man made puzzles of existence are exposed as meaningless frauds, there He stands, drenched in His own glory, and drawing all His subjects to be consumed with Him and Him alone. Without tiring or boredom, discontent or distraction, all of creation will bow in worshipful recognition that He is worthy and He is Ruler and He is everything. And this surrendered worship will be total, unwavering, and exhaustive. No hint of any varied intensity, and every moment will be as fresh as the first breathtaking glimpse when our new beings became acquainted with just the glory of His unveiled face.

On this earth the Spirit attempts to give us some morsels of imagery that excite the spiritual palate and both satisfy while creating an unquenchable thirst for more…of Him. Like a painter’s canvas the Spirit takes the well defined colors of the Word and mixes them together, applying them to our hearts and minds, and causes us to squint at the overwhelming light of His majesty, even if through a glass ever so darkly. August in the heavens, and yet living inside a little girl, He is the glorious package that can never be fully unwrapped, but oh the grace that takes the eyes of our understanding and urges us to keep unwrapping this unspeakable gift. And when we think we have found the final tiny box that will reveal Him to us in all His fullness, and when we tearfully and with brokenness peek into this precious gift that comes labeled as the “spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him”, we discover that we have again been transported to the very beginning again, and again we are desperately thirsty for Jesus, only Jesus.

We should never have been granted a one second audience with Him. Never did we earn any right to His throne room. It is unjust for us to be allowed to view Him. For us to be pronounced eternally guilty, tied up and tortured, and just before being cast into the lake of fire we are granted a moment to bow before Him, would be infinitely more grace than any sinner deserved.

But to be called as sons, but to be granted forgiveness for our heinous transgressions, but to be called to be His witness, but to be identified with His cross, but to be allowed to follow in His resurrection, but to be brought to His eternal dwelling place, but to be granted access to His throne room, but to be made like Him, and finally to be permitted to worship Him forever and forever and forever is grace beyond the most unbridled imagination, and our very eternal beings will redound to the glory of the Lord Jesus Christ.

We being like Him, will worship Him, and He will forever be All in All as all of creation reflects the Creator Messiah perpetually.
And we will be there…selah…

To the only wise God our Savior, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever. Amen.