Tag / Jesus is Real

by vunglaub

Reformation Day 

Reformation is Revival. And so , now in these “last days”when The Holy Spirit yearns to make The Bride the One Pure reflection of the Bridegroom, we press in prayer for Revival . We need no longer to be “formed” and “transformed “and “re-formed” , we need to be regenerated Alive !!! I repost this poem to burn the two most hideous cancers in the Bride of Today, PRIDE and HYPOCRISY. I repost that we may … that I may …agree with the Father to be purified and Revived!

The sinners in Zion are afraid; fearfulness hath surprised the hypocrites.  Who among us shall dwell with the DEVOURING FIRE? Who among us shall dwell with everlasting burnings? Isaiah 33:14 And the Lord answered me; and said  . . Behold His Soul is puffed up and not upright , BUT THE JUST SHALL LIVE BY HIS FAITH. Habakkuk 2:4

Pride and Hypocrisy dressed for church  one day. 

Pride put on swagger and hypocrisy put on sway .

Both went to church  and both  were invited to stay.

Early one morning they rose from their bed

Hypocrisy and pride shook their sleepy head.

They looked at each other, no need for a mirror.

There is nothing to see when you are without error.

Emotionless  they spoke, the princess and the knight.

“we must be in love because we look so right”

Pride and hypocrisy dressed for church one day 

Pride put on swagger and hypocrisy put on sway 

Both went to church  and were invited to stay.

No need to rinse the white wash face of last week

One splashed on “bold “and the other splashed on “meek”.

Buttoned  and blinged in the finest of coat,

one dressed as sheep the other as goat.

He ,with Pocket full of bills ;Her ,with purse and phone

Morning Offerings were  made ready  to the god called “unknown”

Tithes were first  to be paid to their Facebook and text.

Then God given affections were  paid to seculars and sects.

 Pride and hypocrisy dressed for church  one day .

Pride put on swagger and hypocrisy put on sway .

Both went to church  and were invited to stay.

Into the church , how  their ears itched and burned

Their lips greeted the “whole” but, the “broken” they spurned .

From their  pleasantries they chose only a few.

like “halleluiah  ” and “amen” and “may the lord bless you”.

Then, they hurried to sit  near the altar before the curtain most thick

Intending to not be “too cold or  too hot ” lest Jesus get sick.

 Pride and hypocrisy dressed for church one day 

Pride put on swagger and hypocrisy put on sway 

Both went to church and were invited to stay.

Each Song they sang  with right pitch and key

 as their Hands  raised ready for everyone to see.

The Words they sang  their mind soon forgot.

The Words they sang  their heart knew not.

For Pride and Hypocrisy were dressed with a grin

allowing no pain or tear to move from  within.

 for  Pride and Hypocrisy had forgotten they sinned.

Pride and Hypocrisy dressed for church one day

Pride put on swagger and hypocrisy put on sway

Both went to church and were invited to stay. 

Now, everything was the same as of Sunday before.

Except for a Holy gentleman who  walked through the door.

He stealthily walked by every person and pew.

Looking intently for a likeminded soul or two.

None could be found from the door to the altar,

Except one or two who cried from the psalter.

In fury His feet marched forward  and His eyes burned Fire.

Till he came to hypocrisy and pride and shouted “Liar!”

He saw Pride and hypocrisy in church on that day

Pride with his swagger and hypocrisy with her sway 

Both were in church and were held hostage to stay.

A flame released from The Holy man’s eyes like a torch.

And the flame soon caught the thick  curtain to  scorch.

The curtain became like a track and the fire like a train.

Flames kindling clothes while the “few”  cried  for rain.

Yet hypocrisy curled inward  and clung to her  cape.

And pride shouted loudly  while looking for  an escape.

While the fire glistened like mirrors showing death all around.

Hypocrisy and Pride  could only look up as they fell to the ground.

Flames quickly burned every garment and burned every door.

And left hypocrisy and pride as a heap of ashes on the floor.

Pride and hypocrisy dressed for church one day.

Pride put on swagger and hypocrisy put on sway.

Both went to church and were invited to stay.

REFERENCE :

“So you also outwardly appear righteous to others, but within you are full of hypocrisy and lawlessness.”

‭‭Matthew‬ ‭23:28‬ ‭ESV‬‬

http://bible.com/59/mat.23.28.esv

“You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother’s eye.”

‭‭Matthew‬ ‭7:5‬ ‭ESV‬‬

http://bible.com/59/mat.7.5.esv

““Beware of practicing your righteousness before other people in order to be seen by them, for then you will have no reward from your Father who is in heaven.”

‭‭Matthew‬ ‭6:1‬ ‭ESV‬‬

http://bible.com/59/mat.6.1.esv

“Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye make clean the outside of the cup and of the platter, but within they are full of extortion and excess.”

‭‭Matthew‬ ‭23:25‬ ‭KJV‬‬

http://bible.com/1/mat.23.25.kjv

“Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye pay tithe of mint and anise and cummin, and have omitted the weightier matters of the law, judgment, mercy, and faith: these ought ye to have done, and not to leave the other undone.”

‭‭Matthew‬ ‭23:23‬ ‭KJV‬‬

http://bible.com/1/mat.23.23.kjv

“In that day shalt thou not be ashamed for all thy doings, wherein thou hast transgressed against me: for then I will take away out of the midst of thee them that rejoice in thy pride, and thou shalt no more be haughty because of my holy mountain.”

‭‭Zephaniah‬ ‭3:11‬ ‭KJV‬‬

http://bible.com/1/zep.3.11.kjv

“This shall they have for their pride, because they have reproached and magnified themselves against the people of the Lord of hosts.”

‭‭Zephaniah‬ ‭2:10‬ ‭KJV‬‬

http://bible.com/1/zep.2.10.kjv

“And the most proud shall stumble and fall, and none shall raise him up: and I will kindle a fire in his cities, and it shall devour all round about him.”

‭‭Jeremiah‬ ‭50:32‬ ‭KJV‬‬

http://bible.com/1/jer.50.32.kjv

“His head and his hairs were white like wool, as white as snow; and his eyes were as a flame of fire;”

‭‭Revelation‬ ‭1:14‬ ‭KJV‬‬

http://bible.com/1/rev.1.14.kjv
“For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine; but after their own lusts shall they heap to themselves teachers, having itching ears;”

‭‭2 Timothy‬ ‭4:3‬ ‭KJV‬‬

http://bible.com/1/2ti.4.3.kV
“So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spew thee out of my mouth.”

‭‭Revelation‬ ‭3:16‬ ‭KJV‬‬

http://bible.com/1/rev.3.16.kjv

“And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another. For this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit.”

‭‭2 Corinthians‬ ‭3:18‬ ‭ESV‬‬

http://bible.com/59/2co.3.18.esv

by vunglaub

A Sunday Shooting

This poem was written Sunday Oct 2 before I heard of the Las Vegas shooter. It is not about the shooting in Las Vegas but about what happens in spiritual space when we gather in our churches to WORSHIP on Sunday. Satan becomes an indiscriminate destroyer of a distracted crowd.

Sunday Shooting ( a poem)

No need for guns no need for missiles

Raise the Sickle to harvest the wheat and thistles!

Oh Lord , Our Lord

sharpen Your knife ,draw Your sword!

Cauterize our culture

kill what we horde

Sunday morn we enter in the precious door

holding free tickets as we hope with hope for more

Maybe something will lift our loud silence

a Song, a Shout, a Word without violence….

A peace from breaking pieces, a gathering for the Son

A place from the places where Satan steals our fun

No need for guns no need for missiles

Raise the Sickle to harvest the wheat and thistles!

Oh Lord , Our Lord

sharpen Your knife ,draw Your sword!

Cauterize our culture

kill dreams we horde

Surely here we have no need for missles and guns

As our band prepares to kill all our bored humdrums.

Empty yet rich we always offer change from our jar

and dream days not as now, but brilliantly afar

our jeans and leggings dance both free and tight.

hands hallowed raise our waving rite.

No need for guns no need for missiles

Raise the Sickle to harvest the wheat and thistles!

Oh Lord , Our Lord

sharpen Your knife ,draw Your sword!

Cauterize our culture

kill sins we horde

Your bishop ,he warned us to not be unaware.

Yet ,distracted ,our gaze goes here and there

Till one so small slithers invited on our scene.

Trailing grass from A garden where he first did glean.

Hell without hands he cocks missle and gun.

Loading venge filled bullet for both dead and undone.

No need for guns no need for missiles

Raise the Sickle to harvest the wheat and thistles!

Oh Lord , Our Lord

sharpen Your knife ,draw Your sword!

Cauterize our culture

kill self we horde

Who crouches in the windows above the scene?

And rapid fires these bullets to destroy God’s redeemed?

While one shoots back with a word from above

And minstrels sing a muted song about Everlasting Love.

Likewise the door of heaven swings to receive this earths Cry

Of those few and bended singing

” Mercy! Mercy from the Most High”!

As He ,the One of the One, saddles Donkey and Horse

With Wind and Water, We feel the move of His Force

boldly He barrels to the certain and few

commanding “NOW bread  NOW wine to all Satan slew!

He Speaks:

There is no need for guns or for these missals
I AM the sickle and harvest both wheat and thistles
I AM  sharper than any of your knives or sword
And I pull angel armies from on high downward

I lift every soul as it drops to the floor . . .

And I quicken , I gather , saying mine and mine ,forevermore’!”

Post note:

Every Sunday If our eyes are not on Him and Him alone , we become a casualty…….

Even in church . In essence we are a casualty  whenever we take our worship casually. In these moments, we are a wide target for Satan. He takes opportunity to shoot  at  our faith leaving us weak wounded  unbelieving hypocrits.

It has happened to us all. Parched wounded dying from thirst we can barely pray.

Strangely, after reading this a week later, I could see that the shooter in Las Vegas and the Enemy have much in common …the same way of operating. The tragedy felt ,in my soul ,like a picture of an invisible spiritual reality.

In as much as we recognize that there are evil people, we must recognize there is an Evil One, the Devil. And , in as much as we recognize that an evil person can invade an area without our knowing so, we must recognize that the Father of Evil tries to get into every good place. Even church.  

It may seem we are as helpless as the victims in Las Vegas. And were it not for Jesus in us  and the Holy Spirit for us we are victims!.

But true Worship is the rise of the voice of the Son in Us by the power of the Holy Spirit. He who is Our Praise is  Jesus and the Joy of our praise is the Spirit.Together, United with Chist in us , the Spirit moving us,  is the FAthers Greatest Praise!  May The Bride , The Church , Take time before Sunday to see how this Beautiful Saviour Stands ready to release all of Heaven to purify us as we worship.

Behold, How He comes when we stand at His door singing of Him to Him for Him and through Him !In this moment …..

Sunday worship , despite the Enemy attacks, there remains the greatest concert of our worship. God delights to send His Spirit and all of heaven to join a church looking to its Head ! While our hearts and hands and heads are up , the Father releases armies upon armies of angels.

These angels not only sing but fight to fight for us to sing with them ! Perhaps they are singing our songs as they fight for Jesus’s Bride.

And without ceasing,in prayer and worship may we be one in praying for the victims in Vegas . May we pray and praise our Father in Heaven as He works against this tragedy that interrupted a concert. May we be certain the Perfect concert awaits In heaven through His Son Jesus.

So He explained. “The farmer who sows the pure seed is the Son of Man. The field is the world, the pure seeds are subjects of the kingdom, the thistles are subjects of the Devil, and the enemy who sows them is the Devil. The harvest is the end of the age, the curtain of history. The harvest hands are angels.”

‭‭Matthew‬ ‭13:37-39‬ ‭MSG‬‬

http://bible.com/97/mat.13.37-39.msg

“in order that Satan might not outwit us. For we are not unaware of his schemes.”

‭‭2 Corinthians‬ ‭2:11‬ ‭BOOKS‬‬

http://bible.com/31/2co.2.11.books

“For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. Nothing in all creation is hidden from Godʼs sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must give account.”

‭‭Hebrews‬ ‭4:12-13‬ ‭BOOKS‬‬

http://bible.com/31/heb.4.12-13.books

by vunglaub

Outreach

The Lord has bared His holy arm before the eyes of all the peoples. And all the ends of the earth shall see the Salvation of our God                                                                                Isaiah 52:10                                                                                                                                                                  Outreach

Awake Oh Greenville, Jesus runs to meet you!                                                                                    Awake Oh Greenville, Jesus waits to hold you!

While sisters swing between the man and the wine ,                                                                       And brothers hide every treasure of stolen time ,                                                                             Jesus stirs salt and light in the chicken brine                                                                                                                                                                                                                       While Brother Ray sits in our park motionless and blind .                                                                        Bibles stay stacked in precise stiff lines                                                                                               All are Aching to declare a story of The Father’s good find.  

Jesus enters like a fog blanketing a town at dawn                                                                                  Gently,, His steps are like  the sneaking of a fawn                                                                                 Vast His presence is thickly spreading across the lawn

Awake Oh Greenville , Jesus runs to  meet you                                                                          Awake Oh Greenville , Jesus waits to hold you                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

Jesus hovers sweetly over many hands stirring pots                                                                        And beckons Himself through flyers on doors and  in parking lots                                           He prepares release of every  tangled and torturous thought 

He passes through doors crannied with “crack ”                                                                            And inches and aches His way to every Grannie’s back.                                                                                 Every Preacher and pimp He presses to save                                                                                       He Makes salve for their eyes and a new food to crave.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     Awake Oh Greenville , Jesus runs to  meet you                                                                                     Awake Oh Greenville , Jesus waits to hold you                                                                                                                                                  He lays down His life in Haffee Park at night                                                                                         Prostrate for you He puts all enemies to flight!!                                                                                How  Softly He reaches with Great Glory Majesty Beauty and Might.! 

Awake Oh Greenville, Jesus runs to meet you                                                                                         Awake Oh Greenville, Jesus waits to hold you!                                                                                                                                                                         

dedicated to All who carry “The gospel” in Greenville and everywhere. Jesus goes before you everywhere your feet are called to walk . 

The Lord is not slow to fulfill his promise as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing that any should perish, but that all should reach repentance.

But grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. To him be the glory both now and to the day of eternity. Amen.”
‭‭2 Peter‬ ‭3:9, 18‬ ‭ESV‬‬
http://bible.com/59/2pe.3.9,18.esv